Chapter 23

Fear crawled up my skin to my throat, suffocating me. I held my throat, struggling to breathe. 

“Heather!” Kyle called my name in alarm, rushing to grab my arm. 

Why the hell I was panicking now, I couldn't give an immediate answer. I wanted to just breathe. 

“Darren, she's finding it difficult to breathe.” 

Darren left the body he was inspecting and approached us. I still couldn't breathe properly.

“Heather, look at me.” Darren called, but my gaze was unfocused. How could I look at him when I was trying to just breathe?

“Heather…”

“Heather, please try and look at me.” 

I managed to take my gaze to his after hearing the desperate plea his tone held. 

“Keep your eyes open and do exactly what you see me do.” 

He took in a deep breath, an indication I do the same. Pushing back the fear of dying, I did exactly what he did. He took in and kept out several breaths until I could finally feel the rush of air on my face again. Immediately, Kyle pulled me into his arms.

“You're okay, you're fine now, you're with me.” 

“Are you alright? You just had a panic attack.” Darren spoke the obvious, but I was unable to give him a reply.

My eyes stung in pain as tears slid down my cheeks. I tried not to look towards the body and keep my focus on them.

“Why did you react so late? You panicked after minutes of seeing the body.” 

“The picture frame.” I managed to choke out as my gaze went to my picture frame that laid on the floor in a corner. There were drops of blood on the broken glass, and my picture displayed boldly. 

“I didn't see that when I came in.” Darren said, walking towards the picture and picking it off the floor.

“Me neither. What is it doing here?” 

“It was in my room, that picture was from my room. How is it here?” I asked with suspicion as tears gathered my eyes. A theory began to form inside my head and I shook my head in denial. I didn't want to believe it, it just doesn't make sense. 

“Shit…” Darren seemed to have thought the same thing on my mind as he let out a sharp cuss from his mouth. My hands moved and I pushed Kyle's hands off my arm as I  wiggled out of his arms. 

Instantly I made for my room, my heart beating in my chest so loud that I could swear I was hearing it. Darren and Kyle followed closely behind me, calling after me. 

“Heather..” 

With my heart in my throat, I pulled the door to my room open. 

“Oh God!” I breathed out in alarm as I kept staring at the chaos I once called a room. I froze in the doorway, my breath catching in my throat, my eyes sweeping over the destruction. 

The bed was stripped bare, the sheets tangled. The contents of my drawers were scattered everywhere, clothes, socks and underwear all displaced. 

The mirror above my dresser was cracked, but it was not just cracked. On it was a message, written in blood. 

“You escaped today….next time you won't be able to…”

“No…” The word slipped out as a whisper, trembling and weak.

My knees buckled, and I sank to the floor,  too fast for Darren's hand to keep me from falling. 

“They were after me….. they came after me…” I whispered to myself as more tears slipped from my face.

“This doesn't make any sense. Who did you offend so badly that would want to have you dead? Do you have any idea who they might be?” Kyle asked.

I shook my head, wiping away the tears on my face.

“All my life all I've ever done is work, work and work. I didn't have the time to hang around bad company.” 

“Are you sure you're telling us the truth? You're not involved in anything shady?” 

Anger rushed to the tip of my ears with Darren's question. How could he suggest something like that?

“I can't believe you right now. A person was killed, our housekeeper was killed, and you think I'm still trying to cover something up?”

“Am I wrong to think like that? Any grudge deep enough for someone to want you dead doesn't start in a day.” 

“You've got to be fucking kidding me….Yeah, I have all the backing in the world so I go around looking for trouble.” I couldn't help the sarcasm in my tone but I also couldn't believe Darren.

“Have you thought that maybe this is because of us? That whoever this person is might just be after us but thinks getting to her would be better?”

Good fucking question Kyle. 

His eyebrows dipped into a frown and it looked like he was about to say something, but he decided against it and remained quiet. 

I bowed my head, feeling completely helpless. The part of me that was initially skeptical became very sure that these people weren't after me because of me but because of these two men that were beside me. 

“C’mon, get off the floor.” Darren spoke, placing his hand under my arms and lifting me up. They led me to sit on my bed. 

God, have I not made the wrong decision with these men? That could've been me, an innocent woman died because whoever killed her met my absence. My thoughts travelled to the broken frame and the woman's body covered in blood. The image was stuck in my memory.

“Stop thinking about it, Heather, as long as I'm here, nobody is coming close to you.” 

Darren's voice was soft and reassuring, and added to that, he stroked my cheeks gently. Seems like he was back to reasoning like a normal person. Kyle used his hand to brush my hair from behind me, keeping it out of my face. 

“But I'm still scared, I'm their target! I mean, it's my picture frame that's broken…what if I end up dying?” 

“There's no dying, Heather. Don't you trust Darren and I to protect you?” Kyle's voice whispered close to my ears, using his lips to trace the outline of my ears. 

“I do, I—”

“Shhhhhh— stop thinking about it…” Darren said, placing his index finger over my lips while Kyle had his hand trailing the outline of my waist. “ They can only go this far. This is all they can do— trash your room and try to scare you. They would never come close to harming you.” 

The words did nothing to calm my nerves. I couldn't sleep alone tonight, that I knew for sure. 

“Please don't go, stay with me.” 

“Of course, we're going nowhere. You belong to us, and we'll do anything to protect you, hmm?” Kyle added, burying his head in the crook of my neck. 

I nodded my head, unable to think up another word to say. Darren smiled, holding my gaze. There was something about his eyes that just want to make me drown in them. 

His eyes went down to my lips and remained there. I swallowed, beginning to feel the sexual pleasure build up. They had succeeded in pushing the fear to the back of my mind and at that moment all I wanted to focus on was the both of them.

“Kyle…”

Kyle's hand traveled under my shirt and up my breast. He cupped one in his hand, squeezing gently as he sucked on my neck. I closed my eyes, my breath catching in my throat as I threw back my head. 

“Open your eyes and keep them on me,” Darren ordered, making me open my eyes and bring my head back. 

It was the rules, I had to obey or bear whatever consequences and punishment that comes with disobeying them. But how do you obey when they could draw out so much pleasure from you?

Darren locked his gaze on mine and for the first time in minutes, he made a move. Slowly and torturously, he trailed his fingers up my legs, stopping short a few times to circle on my skin. The sensation that traveled up my legs made me close it on instinct, but he struck my legs with his palm, a warning to keep my legs open. 

Kyle moved his hand to my other breast, circled his thumb on the nipple there before squeezing gently, all while trailing kisses from my neck to my ear. Flicking my earlobe with his tongue, he took it into his mouth.

I wanted so bad to close my eyes but I fought to keep my eyes on Darren. Darren's fingers finally found my panties. Through the lacy material of my panties, he rubbed his finger up and down my slit.

“Oh God..” 

The words slipped past my mouth in a soft moan. Unable to stop myself, I closed my eyes at the feel of his finger circling my clit and Kyle sucking gently on my earlobe.

A gasp left my mouth when I felt a strike on my slit. I forced my eyes open, remembering the orders that were given to me. Kyle pulled away and I almost hissed at the loss of contact as he moved to my front.

“Lay back.” 

“Don't forget to spread your legs.” Darren added. I obeyed without complaint. Thankfully, I didn't need to take off my shirt, they had buttons. Kyle undid them, baring my chest to him. 

He didn't give me time to watch his movements before he took my nipple into his mouth. I arched my back from how warm his mouth felt and Darren on his part didn't give me breathing space. Using his fingers, he shifted my panties to the side and plunged two fingers into my pussy. 

“Uhh–” 

Kyle circled his tongue around my nipples as his thumb circled on my other nipple while Darren fucked me with his fingers. I didn't know which felt more pleasurable— Kyle's tongue or Darren's finger's. 

“Don't you dare cum!” Darren ordered, moving his fingers faster while using his thumb to rub my clit. I had begun to tense and was about letting out the waterfalls but I held back. 

In unison, they pulled away, an action that made me whine in frustration. 

Quickly, they got rid of their clothes and I did the same with mine. I was filled with as much impatience as they were. 

“Kneel.” 

It was Kyle ordering this time and I obeyed immediately. He moved his hips closer to my face, stroking his dick as he tapped it gently on my face. 

Placing one hand on my stomach, Daren placed his other hand on my back and pushed me down to be on all fours. I could feel his hard dick pressing against my ass and I knew just what to expect. 

Without telling me what to do, I grabbed Kyle's dick in my hand, pumping it slowly while relinquishing the pleasure from how veiny it felt. Finally, I pushed his hard length into my mouth, taking it all in until it hit the back of my throat. 

“Goddamn..”

I was about to begin gobbling up and down his dick when Darren thrusted into me from behind. I moaned into Kyle's dick, sending vibrations from my throat to his dick. 

“I can't get over how tight your pussy feels.” Darren said almost in a breathless whisper as he moved in and out of me. I matched his pace, sucking Kyle in the same rhythm he was fucking me. 

Pulling his dick out of my mouth completely, I took a quick breath, ran my tongue from the base of his dick to the tip before sucking it into my mouth again. Kyle's hand fisted my hair while Darrens’ held my waist as he continued thrusting from behind.

I couldn't count how many times we went at it, but all I was thinking about was nothing but the orgasms I had afterwards.