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Saturday Morning

A sharp gasp tears from my parted lips as I’m jolted awake by a hard thrust from behind. My body floods with sensation, stretched to its limit as I feel a thick cock filling me. “Oh, God!” I moan, the surprise and pleasure making my voice tremble.

A low chuckle comes from behind me, followed by strong hands gripping my hips, pulling me back onto him in a steady rhythm. The slick sounds of skin meeting skin, the low grunts—it all creates a symphony of ecstasy. "Not God, little Red," he tuts, his voice sending shivers down my spine.

I can barely think as he pounds into me, his deep groans and praises only fueling the fire inside me. "You’re so tight, Red," he growls, his voice rough with lust. "Did you miss me?"

A needy whine escapes my throat, lost in the pleasure and urgency. But then, fingers slide around my waist, dipping between my legs to circle my swollen clit. The unexpected touch jolts through me, pulling a cry from my lips. "Raven!" I gasp.

"Good girl," Raven whispers in my ear, his hot breath against my skin. "Let go for me."

His command sends a thrill through me, and I surrender completely. Every stroke of his fingers brings me closer to the edge, building until?—

The sudden crash of the door being thrown open startles me. Heavy footsteps charge into the room. Before I can react, Raven is yanked away from me, landing with a loud thump behind me. Disappointment rushes through me, the pleasure abruptly stolen.

"Damn it, Raven!" Blade’s voice cuts through the air, thick with irritation. I turn to see Blade and Shadow, both already wearing their masks. Raven, pulling his down over his face, hiding the smirk I know is there.

My nerves are shot, my body still humming from the tension in the room. Despite everything that happened the night before, I suddenly feel utterly exposed, naked in front of them. "What’s going on?" I ask, my voice betraying my nerves.

Blade leans forward, bracing himself on the bed, his face just inches from mine. "We want to play, Red," he says, his voice low and demanding. He flicks his knife in front of my face, making my breath hitch. "Run," he growls, his eyes dark with intent.

“Wha—”

“I said fucking run and hide. We’re playing hide and seek.”

Adrenaline shoots through my veins as I scramble off the bed, his words sinking in. "Just don’t leave the house!" Blade calls after me as I bolt for the door, my heart racing. The thrill of fear and excitement propels me down the hallway, away from them.