Page 50 of Don't Hate Me

But I keep moving. I don’t know where I’m going to run to, but I need out of the confines of this place. It feels like the walls are caving in on me. Like I’m slowly suffocating. Like my fucking wings have been clipped. I’m a raven and I need to fucking fly. I can’t stay cooped up. I swing open the front door and run out into the storm.

The wind is so strong it pelts rain against my face, feeling like tiny little needles shooting into me. In seconds I’m drenched right through to my skin. But I don’t care. It hurts less than feeling trapped and out of control at their hands.

Right as I make it to the sandstone stairs, Onyx comes barreling through and knocks me to the muddy ground. Water flies everywhere, and I have to spit out the mouthful of dirty water I just ate. With his hands firmly pressing into my shoulders so I can’t move, he stares down at me, raging like a fucking bull. “Calm the fuck down, trouble.” His glare is colder than the rain.

My eyes narrow, giving him the stink-eye back. “Fuck you,” I spit out at him because I’m so fucking frustrated I can’t see straight. The torrential rain comes down in sheets, the mud flying up, plastering my clothes with a heavy, cold coating. But I’m not moving for him. I would rather stay out here in the cold and feel the tiniest slither of freedom, even if it’s just an illusion.

“Reef, get the fucking door,” he grumbles over his shoulder as he scoops me up in his arms. I wrestle against his grip on me, but he’s holding me so damn close to his body, I couldn’t wrigglefree if I tried. I hate it, that they all have so much power over me. But at the same time, I know while he wasn’t with me, all I did was crave his authority and wish he was here to save me. I’m a massive contradiction and I know it.

Reef watches us together, his eyes filled with fear as he watches me struggling with Onyx as the big dude puts me in my place.

Onyx battles with me through the door and marches me up the stairs to the room the two of us spent last night in. With a hulk-like strength, he throws open the bathroom door and dumps me in the shower. He turns on the water, with me staring up at him, wondering what the fuck he’s doing.

“Hate me all you fucking want, trouble, but I didn’t do this to you. Reef didn’t do this to you, neither did Romeo or Orlando. You have four men dedicated to protecting you, saving you from the monsters out there who would do anything they can to destroy you. Is that what you fucking want? For us to let them?”

I glare up at him, my ragged breaths catching in my throat as the warm water soaks through my freezing-wet clothes. A gentle heat radiates through me, melting away the chill and soothing my aching body.

“Is it?” he yells, his voice booming off the tile walls in a way that vibrates right through me. He’s furious.

“N-no,” I stutter, not sure how to take him like this. “I just want my fucking life back,” I whimper, his anger getting the better of me. I can’t stand it when he’s mad with me. But doesn’t he get what this feels like? He knows me better than anyone, he knows what I need and that I can’t live like this.

He takes a controlled step back from me, shoving his hands in his pockets as he turns away from me. “Stand up and get your clothes off.” His voice is thick with authority. This is his no-shit tone, but I don’t get it.

“W-what?” I stutter, not sure what to do when he’s like this. The last time he was, he removed a door with his bare hands.

Reef steps into the room, making eye contact with me. “Do what he says, wildcat.” His voice is gentler but still holds that same authoritarian edge.

With my whole body trembling, I stare back at the two of them. What the fuck. Is this more of Onyx’s controlling shit? But when I see his eyes darken to nearly black in the reflection of the mirror, I stumble to my feet and strip my shirt off over my head, followed by my skirt, then my panties and bra. I’m totally bare for the two of them.

Onyx turns back toward me, his gaze holding mine, but I notice the tremor in his body and the ragged gasps fighting for release. “You think you have no control! But you have four men obsessed with you. That would die for you. That would give up their dreams, their life, for you alone. You have all the fucking power here, Sloane.”

His words make my heart race. Is he right?

His glare doesn’t leave me for a second. “Reef, get your wet clothes off and get in the shower with our girl,” he tells him without even so much as a glance over his shoulder.

Reef does as he’s told so quickly, it’s not long before I see his gorgeous naked form appear in front of me. “On your knees, wildcat,” is all he says, and I drop to my knees in front of him. Not one hundred percent sure why, but it’s something in the way he looks at me like I’m his whole world. It’s scary and empowering at the same time. “Open your mouth for me,” he instructs when I’m sitting back on my heels gazing up at him.

Water rushes over my face, but I do as I’m told. My fingers wrap around his shaft, stroking back and forth as I see the bead of pre-cum glistening at the tip. I flick my tongue over his piercing, tasting him before taking his cock in between my lips, then I suck his length into my mouth.

Reef hisses out a breath, his hands lacing into my drenched hair as he leans his back into the cold tile wall. My fingernails dig into his thigh as I take him all the way down my throat again. Fuck, he’s so damn big it’s hard to do. But the expression on his handsome face makes me want to bring him undone like this.

“Hands behind your back,” Onyx demands, his voice jarring me from my trance.

I glance over my shoulder at Onyx, wondering what he’s getting out of this. Somehow, I think he’s doing this for me and not him. “Don’t look at me, trouble, look at Reef while you suck his cock.”

His words send a fresh tingle running right through me that makes my pussy throb with need. My eyes find Reef’s, and I stare up at him as I place my hands behind my back like I was told to do, taking his cock so far down my throat it makes me gag. With a sexy-as-fuck smirk, his grip tightens in my hair, and he uses it to help guide me at the pace he wants. “You’re so perfect, wildcat,” he whispers, his eyes adoring as he gazes down, a warmth spreading through me that feels like coming home. I don’t know how he does this to me, but whenever we are together, it feels the same.

I do my best to try and bring him undone, my panic attack from earlier easing as lust takes over and my deep-seated desire to please Reef, and even Onyx, becomes my only focus. Saliva dribbles down my chin, and my eyes water from how tight he’s holding my hair, but I don’t care. I want to taste his cum on my tongue, feel him come undone for me.

“Wildcat,” he growls out a warning.

I give him a nod, and before I know it, he’s jerking forward, filling my mouth with his orgasm. I drink it all down, and when he pulls out of me, I lick my lips seductively, enjoying what I was able to do to him.

His thumb brushes over my bottom lip, warmth pooling in his green eyes. “So good for us,” he praises me, and heat radiates through me, coloring my cheeks as it snakes its way over my body. My body is alight with desire and the constant craving to have them touch me.

Onyx steps closer, and I notice his clothes are also off now. His body is muscular tattooed perfection, his cock hanging heavy between his legs. He takes my chin in between his thumb and forefinger and moves my face so I’m staring up at him. “What are my rules?”

Fuck, I rack my brain and remember his damn rules. Not sure if I really want to repeat them in front of Reef, but I know by the tone of his voice, this isn’t up for debate.