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“Yes…” I answer, struggling to focus.

“This wasn’t my plan, to answer your question, Silla. You have a five minute head start. Run,” Grayson says, his heavy steps walking toward me.

The words spark my flight response, and I squeak, throwing myself into motion. Ayden and Sidney whoop, and I disappear into the woods, jumping over stray branches, my mind emptying of all thought.

Holy shit, this is happening!

Twenty

SIDNEY

Igrin as I watch my pet race away from us into the woods before frowning. “How much woods does she have before they end at the cliffs?” I ask.

“Five and a half miles,” Grayson grunts as he watches her. I can see his spurts of air from the cold as he focuses on her. “The five of us will corral her. Andrya, what do you want to do, baby?”

“I’ll keep the kid company, but I hope to join you in a run one day. Maybe you could all do it masked when it’s warmer,” she says, winking at us. “I’m just not ready for that level of excitement and intimacy today.”

I love that Grayson checked in with her, and I kiss her forehead quickly as I wait for Gray’s timer to finish counting down.

“Are we really waiting for five minutes?” Ayden asks, shifting from side to side before pulling his sweatshirt off to drop it on the floor by his sister’s feet.

“Nope,” Gray says. “Three max. I figure she knows we’ll cheat, because our girl is running hard.”

Isaac snorts, shaking his head. “This is absolutely our level of fucked up. I approve.”

“I’m surprised to hear you say that, computer boy,” I tease him.

Isaac resettles his glasses on his face with a shrug. “Gray likes to chase, but I’ve been thinking about sinking into her wet, tight pussy all damn day,” he groans, palming his cock. “It’s been too long. I didn’t want to push.”

“You’ve all been edging Silla today.” Andrya snorts. “Alright, go fuck your girl. Dog boy, behave yourself.”

“Like I said, this isn’t how I think our first time should be,” Falcon murmurs. “I’ll keep her from the cliffs. Will she let herself get caught?”

“Nah. My gorgeous Kitten likes the chase. She’ll scream bloody murder and get all riled up. I can’t fucking wait!” Ayden says jumping up and down. He is so hyped and excited, it makes me bark out a laugh as I take off my coat.

Grayson, Falcon, and Isaac do the same, and Gray calls it. “Let the hunting begin.”

“Don’t let anyone into the woods,” I growl as a reminder to ’Drya and Kal. Stalking forward, the five of us enter the woods, quickening our steps into a jog.

It’s so quiet, I can hear the cracking of twigs and sticks under Silla’s boots. Breaking off to the right, we all move in a different direction, whooping and laughing.

Silla stops, listening, and it’s so quiet that I can hear her gasp before running even harder.

“We’re coming for you, Silla!” I yell, jumping over a log and stomping hard before kicking the leaves up as I chase her.

“Oh my gods!” Silla squeals.

“You’re not very good at hiding!” Falcon teases her loudly from farther away. He’s clearly trying to keep her from the cliffs just in case, and I appreciate that. Our girl is a self proclaimed clutz, and falling off a cliff would ruin our fun.

Silla goes silent, and I force myself to listen closer, despite the stomping happening around us. Should we go silent? Really fuck with her?

What is she up to? I can hear harsh breathing, but I can’t figure out where it’s coming from. Palming my cock, I grunt from how damn hard I am. It’s a miracle I can think at all what with how much of my blood flow is pooling south right now.

“Kitten, oh Kitten, you’re awfully quiet,” Ayden calls out, walking slower ahead of me. I can still hear the crunch of leaves as he walks, and the snow is falling heavier the longer we’re out here. We’re going to owe our girl a hot chocolate after our shenanigans.

Silla stays quiet, but I can hear her scurrying now. I grin ferally as I listen before yelling, “Pet, watch out! Gray’s coming!”

The larger man curses, and I can’t hear where he is as he forces his body to move fast. “Oh shit!” Silla screams, and I watch as she breaks from behind a tree to scramble away.