Page 8 of Beyond the Rules

Chapter3

Nina

I woke up to the murmur of male voices. I had to blink away the haze of heavy sleep. My legs were tightly pressed together and my pussy greeted me with an urgent yank. Not new. This was how I usually woke up. Hornyashell.

But it was worse today. My clit felt like a hot spot between my legs. My sex throbbed as if I’d been suspended at the edge of a monumental orgasm all night. When I stirred, the insides of my thighs glided against each other, sliding on my own lubricating flow. Jesus. Had I been wearing panties, they would’ve beendrenched.

I’d been having erotic dreams. I couldn’t remember all of them, only the one where I was holding three hugely erected cocks like a brawny bouquet as I gorged on one swollen cockhead after the other. I swallowed big, swirling, ambitious gulps of hard, scalding flesh, relishing the spurts of pre-come that thickened the moisture in my mouth, connecting the men’s hard shafts with dense strands of my glisteningsaliva.

Can it, Nina. After all, I had some pressing priorities. Like finding out where the hell I was, forexample.

I looked around the posh bedroom. I laid on a king size bed in a large, comfortable room, notable for the craft built into the sleek furnishings that warmed an ultra-modern space. As soon as I braced my bandaged palms on the mattress, a dull ache shot up my arms. It was milder than I remembered, but still, my hands were out ofcommission.

I stared at the clean bandages covering my burns. The memories came pouring in: the plane crash, riding the ATV down the long, steep trail from the mountain, the cold rain soaking me down to my bones. At some point, we’d made it somewhere dry, warm, and comfortable. I had hazy memories of the men tending to me, feeding me liquids. By the looks of it, I’d been cleaned up and dressed in a T-shirt that hung down to my knees. I’d been too exhausted to think before now. But I wasn’t tired anymore. And I remembered. I had to findUlysses.

My laptop. Where was it? I frantically scanned the room. There. On the dresser. Safe. I let out the breath I’d been holding. My cell was nowhere to be found, but it was rigged for security too, even though I knew better than to keep anything criticalonit.

I elbowed the sheets aside, got out of bed, and tested my ankle. It was wrapped with a bag of ice taped around my leg. At least I could kind of stand. I needed a restroom soon, so I limped to the door and set out tofindone.

The hum of conversation drifted up from somewhere. I shuffled down a hallway, taking in the astonishing architecture around me, all steel beams, cables, and glass construction. At the end of the hall, a sleek balcony overlooked a huge glass wall. Beyond it, clear skies and jagged mountains stretched as far as the eye could see. I was so engrossed in the spectacular views that for an instant, I forgot my bladder and missed the fact all conversation had ceased and the house was completelysilent.

“We know you’re there,” a deep bass announced. “Step out where we canseeyou.”

I limped closer to the glass railing and discovered an expansive living space at my feet, three tiered levels that featured a huge kitchen, a large living room and a sprawling deck beyond. I looked down and saw Tanner, Aiden, and Zar huddled around the kitchen island, their gazes fast on me. I was suddenly aware that all I was wearing was the T-shirt.

“You.” Zar pointed at me and then at the floor next to his feet. “Downhere.Now.”

His icy stare sent chills down my spine. I repressed an urge to run.Keep your cool, Nina, you can handle this. I had to figure out what todonext.

“For God’s sake, Zar.” Tanner rose from his stool and grabbed his crutches. “Can’t you see she just woke up? Give her some time to adjust.” He made for one of the kitchen’s doors and called up to me. “Stay where you are, sweetheart. I’m coming up. Don’t let Zar bulldoze you,” he added as he stepped in what I soon realized was a small elevator. “He’s apussycat.”

Only if one counted saber tooth tigers asdomesticcats.

“I’ve got a lot of questions for you,”Zarsaid.

“I bet you do.” I’d have a lot of questions for me too, if Iwerehim.

A door chimed to my left and Tanner stepped out, rocking a pair of blue jeans and a fitted plaid flannel shirt that reminded me of his body’s perfect proportions. He flashed the magical smile that had the power to soothe and comfort me onsight.

“I know we’ve got a lot of distance to cover today.” He addressed both me and the guys downstairs. “But if we can all put questions on hold for a few, we should take care of the basics. I’m betting you’d like to hit the head, maybe take a bath, start the dayright?”

“You’re like, a treasure.” I squeezed my legs together and tried not to jump up and down. “I’d like that. And I do need to hit the head…bathroom…whatever.”

“Cool.” Tanner’s smile could make a girl swoon. Not me, I didn’t swoon, but had I been the swooning sort, it would’ve happened. “Let’s keep the weight off your ankle for a couple more days.Aiden?”

Aiden rose from his stool and trotted up the staircase, his long, lithe strides eating the space in seconds, his large body moving elegantly across the space, his long bare feet rustling quietly on the floating stairs. I blinked and he stood next to me. I looked up, way up, six and a halffeetup.

“Morning,” he said in a distinctive accent, Boston maybe? “Aiden Black, reportingforduty.”

“I remember you,” I said. “You may be the only other person in the country who’s heard ofGlobalMayhem.”

His teeth flashed through his beard in a goofy, darling smile. “Makes twoofus.”

He and I? We were somehow alike, although I didn’t understandhowyet.

“I’m your ride.” He lifted an eyebrow broken in two by a scar. “MayI?”

“Um…sure.” He was already scoopingmeup.

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