Page 10 of Triple Pucked
“Brat,” D’Angelo growls.
“Beast.”
“Beauty.”
Despite myself, I laugh. The sound echoes through the quiet wood.
I feel free but safe.
I’m stumbling, hopping, crashing into Shay.
Unexpectedly, strong arms grab me around the waist, hauling me away from Shay. I let out an exhilarated shriek, as I am lifted into a bridal carry by Eden.
How did he follow us so silently?
He holds me close to his chest, carrying me resolutely down a narrow path between the undergrowth.
Wait, did D’Angelo and Eden plan this between them?
I struggle, glancing over my shoulder.
D’Angelo has caught his prey.
He has pinned Shay against a tree and is holding his hands above his head, forcing the smaller man onto his tiptoes. He is kissing him hard enough to be a punishment, but I know that it will only be a reward for Shay.
Finally, D’Angelo pulls back and throws Shay over his shoulder like he isn’t a six feet tall athletic hockey player, briskly slapping his hip. “Remarkable that you wouldn’t have realized that someone with bare feet in the middle of a forest could never outrun someone who is wearing shoes.”
“Bastard,” Shay says, affectionately. “Ehm, we’re going the wrong way if you’re intending to ravish your captured prisoners in the backseat of your car.”
“Are we?” D’Angelo strolls to join Eden, following him down the path.
I cuddle closer to Eden, enjoying his warmth. But then, I stiffen in shock.
The trees are thinning.
I squeak in embarrassment, blushing all over, as we break the tree line and walk straight out into the back garden of someone’s mansion.
I stare at it in shock.
Not just someone.
This is the governor’s mansion.
CHAPTER TWO
Freedom Mansion
Robyn
“You can’t just swaggeronto a stranger’s estate carrying two naked prisoners.” I struggle in Eden’s arms. Panicked embarrassment washes through me. “Although, that does sound like the plot of the smutty hockey romance, which Eden and I read in our book club last month.”
Eden shudders. “Scarred for life.”
“Can’t I?” D’Angelo doesn’t glance around.
D’Angelo is marching ahead through the mansion’s wooded gardens with Shay still swinging over his shoulder. The view of Shay’s tantalizingly tight ass is the only thing that is keeping me calm, apart from Eden’s firm hold around me.
Adrenaline spikes through me. My pulse is loud in my ears.
