Page 48 of Masked Mayhem

“Yeah, what else do you guys have in store for me?” she asks, a teasing lilt to her tone.

She glances between Cade and me, the challenge clear in her gaze. Cade smirks, his own desires lighting up his features.

“How about a little game of truth or dare? But with a twist.”

I can see Whitney’s curiosity piqued, her brows lifting. “A twist? What kind of twist?”

“The truths are the honest ones—but the dares…” I lean closer, my lips brushing against her ear. “The dares can get as spicy as we want, and we make sure you keep it interesting for us.”

“Oh, I like that.” She bites her lip, glancing from one of us to the other with glee.

“Good,” Cade replies, already scooping up her nearly empty glass, refilling it with a fresh splash of liquor. “Let’s keep things fun. Your first dare is to take a shot when we each give the truth. The catch? You have to decide which truth to believe. You get to choose your poison.”

Her eyes glimmer with enthusiasm. “Fine, but you better not give me anything boring.”

I can’t help but chuckle, admiring her audacity. “Alright, I'll go first.” I take a decisive sip from her glass before continuing. “Truth? I fucking want you, Whitney. Always have.”

She flashes a look of surprise mixed with delight before downing another shot in one go. I can see the rush hit her, bringing a smile to her face.

“Your turn,” she says, turning her gaze to Cade, a challenge hidden in her expression.

Cade smirks, leaning back slightly as he thinks. “Truth? I want to see you fully under my control. You’d fucking love it.”

“Damn,” she breathes, the flush deepening on her cheeks as she takes a big swig from her drink.

I watch as she steadies herself, the alcohol mixing with the lingering effects of the drugs, heightening everything. “Alright … this is fun!” she declares, eyes sparkling with mischief. "I dare you both to show me what you would do if I were to ... lose control.”

The atmosphere shifts, the suggestion hanging thickly in the air. I can see Cade’s excitement and the underlying hunger, and it matches my own. We exchange a knowing glance, silently deciding how to interpret her dare.

“Alright, but just so you know,” I begin, sliding her off my lap and standing as I prepare to set the stage. “This will be memorable.”

Cade rises to flank her as I pull her in front of us both, a position putting her deliciously between our naked bodies. She looks up at us, biting her lip, excitement dancing in her eyes.

“What are you two planning?”

“Just fucking trust us. We know how to push your limits,” I say, leaning closer, letting my breath tease her skin. “But know this: Once you surrender control, you fucking belong to us. Every fucking moment is ours to shape.”

Whitney nods breathlessly, the thrill of willing surrender igniting between us like wildfire. I reach around and whisper in her ear, “Are you ready?”

“More than you know,” she whispers back, her voice a heady whisper that sends another wave of desire crashing through me.

“Then let’s explore your boundaries together,” Cade states, his tone low and authoritative. “You’re in safe hands—fucking let go.”

What began as a playful night of drinks has transformed into something fiercer, an exploration of depths neither of us had initially anticipated. I can see how the dynamic is shifting; the two of us will keep her grounded while pushing her to new heights of pleasure and exploration.

“I want you both,” she finally declares, her voice firm. “At the same time. I want to see just how far we can take this.”

As we step closer, flanking her on either side, the world outside fades away once more. Whatever dangers lurked in the shadows, we would face them together—every thrill, every moment leading us deeper into the night.

“Then let’s show you how far we can go,” I say, anticipation swirling in the air as we prepare to unveil the side of desire that will bind us all in a union strengthened by our willingness to surrender.

Whitney’s breath quickens as the tension thickens, our connection crackling with an intensity that promises only more bliss to come. Tonight, we would forgo the world beyond and lose ourselves in the sanctuary we had created together—one filled not just with danger, but with the intoxicating thrill of shared longing.

And in that moment, I knew this night would fucking change everything.

"We're both going to fuck you like you want, baby," I whisper to her, picking her up and taking her into her bedroom.

"Yeah, you're going to see how it feels to have both of us inside you at the same time," Cade informs her as we get into position to slide into her as one.

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