He resisted the urge to charge in blindly. Held himself in check as he stopped visions of any intruders attacking Liz. Doing to her what had been done to Eve.
Chill, man! Chill. Don’t think it.
He forced his breaths to slow. Forced himself not to panic. Stepping into the back hallway, he aimed the gun in front of him, expecting someone to step out of any one of the three bedrooms. Nothing happened.
Except he could now hear grunts. Male grunts that sounded oddly like Landon.
He stopped in front of the closed door of the bedroom he and Liz had once shared. The room the guys and he had taken over. Soft, sexy whimpers drifted to his ears. He could hear the sound of bed springs creaking. Landon moaning. Tyrell groaning.
Damn! Obviously they’d gotten acquainted faster than he’d expected. He should be pissed off that he wasn’t included. He wasn’t. He was relieved that nothing bad had happened. Quite to the contrary. Something good was happening. Liz was loosening up.
He twisted the doorknob. It creaked open, and he pushed it inward. The next thing he knew a strong hand was yanking the gun out of his hand, and another hand grabbed his wrist and yanked him inside. It happened so quickly he didn’t get a chance to react.
A rough push from behind him had him flying onto the bed with one hell of a jolt. He landed on his gut, pain ripping through his already-sore freaking arm. He tried to get up, but someone strong was flipping him over onto his back and then climbing onto his torso. He came face-to-face with a grinning Landon. In the background he saw Tyrell, with a huge smile on his face.
“What the fuck are you doing? You scared the shit out of me,” Durango shouted.
He tried to buck Landon off him, but he realized Liz was standing there and she had the cutest playful smile on her face.
“You’ve been a very bad boy, Durango. Making me believe that I shot you. I should have known better since I am a lousy shot,” Liz said softly as she moved to the head of the bed and reached down, grabbing his left wrist. He inhaled at the sultry way her fingers wrapped around his flesh, and she led his arm up over his head. He tried to look up to see what she had in mind, like he didn’t already suspect, but Landon’s hand cupped Ethan’s chin, holding him firmly so he couldn’t see.
Landon’s green eyes twinkled with obvious amusement. “Let Liz get her payback, my man. I told you the truth would come out. It always does.”
“Payback is a bitch, buddy. Now she gets to tie you up and have a little fun with you.” Tyrell chuckled as he walked to the other side of the bed and grabbed his wrist, bringing it up in the same way as Liz was doing.
Immediately Ethan relaxed and stopped struggling. All was well. No cannibals. No posse. Things were good. Just a playful bunch of guys and a woman who were pretending to have sex so they could lure him into the bedroom, tie him up, and let Liz get some payback. He could handle this.
Liz’s soft, sultry voice whispered through the air. “I have payback planned against you two for going along with him, so consider yourselves not out of the woods yet.”
On top of him Landon tensed. Tyrell’s eyes widened in surprise, and maybe even a shade of fear?
“Suckers,” Durango joked.
“Fuck off, my man,” Landon quipped, but suddenly Durango was sensing messages shooting from his friend. He cast a quick glance at Tyrell, who was also looking a bit weird, and Durango was suddenly getting it.
“Okay,” Durango replied, understanding what the eye signals from Landon were meaning.
“Now!” Landon shouted.
He jumped off Durango, who in turn quickly reached out with his wounded arm, groaning and wincing as pain sliced through his injury, but he managed to grab Liz around her waist. She squealed in surprise, and Landon was quickly untying Durango while Tyrell was grabbing restraints on his side of the bed. In seconds, Durango had her on her back, with himself nestled on top of her hips and Landon and Tyrell quickly placing the restraints on her wrists.
Anger and excitement lashed at him from her gorgeous sparkling eyes.
“You bastards! Traitors!” she screamed and laughed at the same time.
“Never threaten two men when their friend is about to be restrained.” Landon snorted as he and Tyrell moved to the foot of the bed.
Landon grabbed her left leg. She tried to kick at him with her right leg, but Tyrell managed to grab it before too much damage occurred. Both men managed to tie her ankles without too much trouble. A moment later he climbed off Liz, and all three men stood at the base of the king-sized bed, peering down at her.
She looked properly pissed. And so beautiful. Her blonde hair was a sexy mess, her cheeks were flushed the prettiest pink, her breasts were heaving against her wool dress, and her legging-clad legs were nicely spread. There was only one problem. She was fully clothed.
“I will get you guys for this!” she spat and tugged at her restraints. But they didn’t budge.
Durango slapped Landon and Tyrell on their backs, congratulating them on a job well done.
Liz stopped struggling and glared back at the three of them. But Durango saw the heated stare lusting across her face. She liked being tied up. Liked that she had no control over what they would do to her.
“Remember what I said, Doc. We’ll take you whenever and wherever we want. We want you now. All three of us.”
She visibly shivered at his words, and he heard Tyrell and Landon inhale softly. He saw the fear flash in her pretty blue eyes. Fear and excitement. Whether she knew it or not, she was ready.
“And now, gentlemen, onto our next phase of the plan,” Durango quipped. Having said that, he ushered Tyrell and Landon out of the bedroom and followed them.
“Do you think you can handle it?” Durango asked Tyrell and Landon as the three of them began undressing out in the hallway.
“Fuck, yeah,” Landon growled. “I’ve been ready since the first time I saw her.”
Durango grinned and focused his attention on Tyrell. “You?”
Tyrell nodded. Yeah, his side ached like a bitch, but his cock ached more. Ever since he’d laid eyes on the picture of Liz that Durango shared with the gang all those cold lonely nights on the trail, Tyrell had loved her. Hell, he’d fallen in love with a freaking picture.
She was so cute. A nice set of dimples popping out in her cheeks as she’d smiled for the camera. She looked like the girl next door type. Shy, pretty, and sweet, and to him she was the sexiest-looking woman alive. She was a doorway to life before the Catastrophe, because if Durango hadn’t found Liz first, he would have asked her to marry him on their first date.
Durango had never bragged to the gang about his sexual intimacies with the gang. He wasn’t that kind of a guy. And Tyrell knew if Durango had bragged publically then he would have socked him in the mouth, telling him he should respect his ex-fiancee, because Tyrell was that kind of a guy.
By the time Durango had approached Ty and asked him to be the third guy to bring Liz’s fantasies to life, Ty had been more than ready to meet her. When he had met her, she’d been exactly how Durango had expressed her to be.
Concerned, tender, and passionate. In that order. Oh man, was she ever passionate. The eager way she’d taken Landon into her sweet, pouty mouth had just about made him come in his jeans. The erotic way she’d moaned while Durango had smoothed his hands over her silky ass, then put the plug in and then taken her from behind, had set Tyrell on fire.
When he’d heard Durango tell her that any one of them could take her whenever they wanted and wherever they wanted, Ty had waited for her to protest. She hadn’t. Hadn’t protested, either, when they’d tied her to her bed. He’d expected her to struggle when he’d brought her arm up and lashed the leather restraints around her wrist. She hadn’t. She’d been too willing. Then when she’d kicked out at Landon with her leg and he’d grabbed her ankle, he’d handled her loosely. Had she wanted to, she would have been able to break free. She hadn’t. Instead a wild, gorgeous fire danced in her eyes.
She wanted to be taken. Wanted to lose herself in something, yet she hadn’t figured out she’d wanted to lose her self-control. And he would make her lose it, too.
