Page 30 of Freestyle (Boys of Frampton U #2)

Rowyn

“ L et the hunt begin.”

The words hit, and the forest shivers. They scatter, yellow, red, blue masks flashing as bodies vanish into trees. Hunters, cloaked in ceremony.

I don’t wear a mask, because I’m not meant to hide who I am. I’m the one they want seen . Watched. Followed. Owned.

But without a mask, I don’t become prey.

I become bait.

And bait, when it knows it’s bait, becomes something far more dangerous.

I feel Gray’s eyes even when I can’t see him. Watching to see if I break. I won’t. Let them wear their masks like armor. I’ll use their bare hands to tear them off, one by one.

They think they disappear when the masks go on, but I know Nix’s shape in the dark; broad shoulders held too tight, jaw clenched even behind neon lights. And Gray? He moves quieter, almost like he doesn’t want to be seen. But I see them. I always see them.

Two green masks flash at the edge of the firelight, captains, kings, would-be gods. Everyone sees their power.

I see only the cruel bullies I’ve come to know.

I slip into the woods, unmarked, unmasked, and wholly untouchable.

Then the real game begins.

The letter came like a dare, a black envelope with a gold wax seal. Just one line of cursive that looked too careful, to be honest.

I should’ve thrown it in the trash.

But I didn’t.

Because some part of me was curious, reckless, angry, and needed to know what game they were playing now, needed to end it myself.

I don’t believe the theatrics. I don’t believe the soft wax or the poetic threat disguised as an invitation.

I know Nix, I know Gray. I know what it looks like when boys like them decide you’ re beneath them, and I know what it feels like when they decide you’re no longer beneath them, but worth breaking just to see if you’ll shatter the same way twice.

So I came.

Not for belonging, not for their promises of power or protection or whatever twisted offering they think they’re making.

I came because if they think I’m still that girl they could humiliate and walk away from, they’re already wrong. I’ve drawn my strength and I’m ready to use it.

By the time this night ends, they’ll wish I never opened that letter.

I slip between the trees, shadows wrapping around me like a second skin, but it’s not the green-masked seekers I fear.

It’s the one who doesn’t play by rules.

Alberto.

I don’t know if he’s here tonight. I told myself he wouldn’t be, that there’s no way he could slip into a ritual this controlled, this sacred.

The notes say otherwise.

“I like you when you bleed for me.”

“I’ll find you, even in the dark.”

Each one tucked where he shouldn’t have access; my dorm, the Quad, my pocket.

I showed up tonight because I won’t live life curled around fear. But still, every snapped twig, every flicker outside my periphery makes something coil tight in my gut.

The irony isn’t lost on me—surrounded by predators wearing masks, and he’s the only one whose face I can’t stop seeing.

So I move.

Silent.

Controlled.

But inside? Part of me is listening for footsteps that don’t belong to the game.

The forest thickens around me, branches low like they’re trying to catch my hair, underbrush crunching beneath my boots despite how careful I try to be. There’s laughter in the distance. Footsteps. Masks flashing between trees like the glint of knives.

I keep moving.

Every instinct says turn back, but I don’t. Not because I’m brave, but because I’m done letting fear drive.

Then I see them.

Two green masks, propped casually against the gnarled trunk of an old oak. No movement. Just sitting there, like whoever wore them shed their identities and disappeared into the dirt.

But I know better.

I know those masks.

My pulse stutters. Not from fear. From fury, from anticipation, from not knowing what this is. An invitation, a warning, a trap?

I step closer, slow.

A breeze shifts through the trees, and in the silence that follows, I swear I hear it.

The sound of breathing.

Controlled.

Waiting.

Watching.

“Well look who the wind blew in,” Gray whispers behind me, his warm breath coating my cool skin. I look up to where the masks were hanging to see them gone, but the green illuminates over my shoulders.

I stiffen, my heart racing.

Slowly, I turn around, my chest heaving with the force of my breath. Nix and Gray stand before me, dressed in all black with their green masks shining in the darkness. Their muscles flex beneath the fabric as they close the distance between us.

“You can run, little juvie,” Nix whispers against my ear, his warm breath sending shivers down my spine. “But we’ll always find you.”

The two of them press into me, surrounding me with their heat and strength. My head spins as they run their hands across my skin, sending sparks of electricity through my body.

“This is stupid. I’m out of here.” My voice is more stable than I feel. When I’m around these two, my world tilts on its axis and I can’t be trusted with my decisions.

“You think you can defy us?” Gray asks. “Go ahead. We love a good chase. Run, little juvie.”

For some reason, I know they are smirking behind their masks at me.

My body tenses. My heart pounds against my rib cage, beating out of my chest but the truth is, I don’t want to leave. I’m just trying to save myself.

I glance over my shoulder, giving them one last warning. “Catch me if you can.”

Nix grabs me by the hair, pulling me flush against his chest. “Oh, we plan on it.” He nips at my ear as he runs his fingers across my skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake. “Run, little juvie. Run fast.”

His voice is low and dangerous, sending a thrill through my body. I don’t hesitate this time. My years in track have led to this moment .

“Better pray I don’t catch you first.” Gray’s eyes are dark with lust and something else. Something feral and possessive.

I take off like a bat out of hell, the darkness swallowing me up.

I’m not sure if they’re behind me or not, but it doesn’t matter.

All that matters now is staying ahead of them.

The night air is cool against my skin, making my nipples harden beneath the thin material of my shirt.

My legs are burning from the exertion, but I push myself harder.

Faster. The only sounds are my feet hitting the ground and the pounding of my heart in my ears.

Everything else is eerily still. It’s like the whole world is holding its breath, waiting to see what happens next.

My lungs are burning, but I keep running.

I know they’re close behind me, their footsteps echoing like thunder, but I can’t let them catch me.

I can’t let them win. I’m not sure why this is so important to me, but it is.

Maybe it’s because I know how much it would please them, and I can’t bear to give them the satisfaction.

Maybe it’s because I’m afraid of what they might do to me if they do catch me. Either way, I can’t let that happen.

They say that the devil was an angel, and I was a fool to believe them.

I was a fool to believe that I could escape the darkness .

Suddenly, I feel a hand close around my wrist, tugging me back.

“Gotcha.” Gray’s voice is a low growl in my ear as he pulls me against his hard chest. His other arm wraps around my waist, holding me captive. “You’re ours now, little juvie.”

Nix appears out of the shadows, his green mask glinting in the moonlight. “We told you we’d catch you,” he says, his voice smug.

“Now it’s time to claim our prize.”

My heart races as they lead me into a nearby building. We pass through dark hallways until we reach an empty classroom. They bend me over a desk and start undressing me, their movements rough and impatient.

Once I’m naked they take turns kissing me, their hands roaming over my body. Nix’s hands reach up and pinch my nipples as Gray kneels down and starts licking my clit. The combination of sensations has my head spinning. I can’t think straight, all I know is that I want more.

“Fuck, you’re so wet,” Gray groans as he slips two fingers inside me.

I moan as he pumps his fingers in and out of me, his thumb circling my clit. My knees start to buckle and Gray reaches up to hold me steady.

“That’s it, baby girl. Come for us. ”

And I do. I come so hard I see stars. My whole body shudders as the orgasm rips through me. My juices gush out of me, coating Gray’s fingers and dripping down his hand. He chuckles and looks over at Phoenix. “Guess she likes that.”

They lift me in their arms and lay me down on the professor’s long desk and spread my legs wide. “Mmmm, look at that pretty little pussy.”

I gasp when Nix pushes two fingers inside me, moving them in and out of my wetness. My head rolls back and my eyes flutter closed.

“That’s right, sunshine. Just feel.”

My body trembles as he curls his fingers, hitting that spot inside me that makes me lose control. He continues to finger fuck me until I can’t take it anymore, but then he stops.

“You aren’t coming again unless it’s on my cock,” Nix demands, his green mask lighting up my face.

He pulls down his pants and strokes himself, the sight almost enough to send me over the edge. I let out a low moan as Gray rubs my clit, bringing me to the brink of orgasm. I’m so close, I just need a little bit more to push me over the edge.

Just as I’m about to come, Gray slips his fingers out of me. I let out a frustrated growl as Nix slams his full length inside me, making me let out a surprised shout .

I throw my head back in pleasure as he starts to pound into me, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing throughout the empty room. I can feel myself getting close again, my walls clenching around him.

Nix lets out a low growl as he continues to fuck me hard and fast, my body moving with each thrust. “God, you’re so tight.”

It’s so erotic getting fucked by a man in a mask. Something about it sets me off again, and I’m coming all over Phoenix.

He groans as he feels my release, his movements becoming erratic. He starts to pulse, his cock twitching as he releases his load deep inside of me.

The sensation sends me over the edge again, and I let out a loud cry as my body trembles with pleasure. Gray reaches up and slips a finger in my mouth. “Shhhh...”

I bite down on his finger as another wave of pleasure washes over me. He throws off his mask and chuckles, his eyes darkening with lust. “Oh, someone likes getting fucked in public.”

I can’t deny it. I don’t even try.

“Naughty,” Nix tsks mockingly. He pulls out of me and drops my legs to the desk.

“I want that ass.” Gray is already rounding the desk and flipping me to my stomach .

My hands fly out to catch myself before my face slams into the wood. I hear the sound of a zipper and the rustling of clothes as Gray takes his cock out. A moment later, he is pushing into my pussy.

“Gotta get lubed up,” he groans after a few pumps, then he pulls out and presses into my tight ring. His fingers dig into my hips as he pushes into me, slower than I would have thought.

The pain morphs to pleasure when Gray reaches around and circles my clit between his fingers. I let out a moan as he fills me up. I look up to see Nix standing in front of me, stroking his cock.

The look in his eyes is intense as he watches Gray fuck me. I can see the hunger there, and it turns me on even more. I lean forward and take him into my mouth, sucking him hard and deep. Our combined tastes explode on my tongue.

His hand comes down to grip my hair as he guides me up and down his shaft.

The three of us move together, our bodies rocking in sync.

We stay like this for several minutes, all of us lost in the moment.

It feels so fucking good to be filled like this.

I never thought I would like being shared like this, but damn, I do.

Nix grabs the back of my head and pushes my mouth further down on his cock. I take all of him and swallow around the tip of his cock, making him groan. Gray’s pace increases and his fingers dig deeper into my hips. He’s getting close.

“Fuck,” he growls as he comes inside of me. “Always such a good little cumslut for us.” The praise shoots straight to my core and I can’t help but clench around him.

Gray’s wicked laugh coats my skin. “Someone likes a little degradation I see.”

I’m thankful for the faint light in here, otherwise they would see the flush covering my cheeks.

I never knew I could enjoy sex after everything that’s happened to me, but something about Gray and Phoenix’s brand of fucking sends me over the edge. Everything they introduce unlocks a new kink in my mind.

Phoenix leans forward and presses a kiss to my neck, his voice deep and raspy in my ear. “Don’t think we’re done with you yet, little juvie. We’ve only just begun.”

I shiver at the promise in his words. He pulls out of me and Gray lifts me up, wrapping my legs around his waist. “Let’s get you dressed.

Nix and I have to finish out initiation night.

” He swats my ass as I lean over to get my clothes.

I yelp, causing him to chuckle. “Oh, and I’ll be taking these.

” He holds up my black lace panties before my face.

“And this.” He pulls my bra out of his pocket and winks.

I open my mouth to protest, but he silences me with a kiss. “Don’t even think about arguing with me, sunshine.” He gives me a stern look, daring me to challenge him.

I close my mouth and pout, knowing better than to argue with Gray when he’s like this. He smirks, satisfied that I’m not going to give him a hard time. “Good girl.” Two little words that keep bringing me back for more.