Total pages in book: 215
Estimated words: 217988 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1090(@200wpm)___ 872(@250wpm)___ 727(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 217988 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1090(@200wpm)___ 872(@250wpm)___ 727(@300wpm)
Why had she taken her pants and panties off completely? Now she was stuck here with this madman, unless she wanted to run around with her ass and pussy on display.
He was blocking the door and she wouldn’t be able to get out the window since there wasn’t one. Panic started to tighten her chest.
Breathe, just breathe.
“What’s wrong? Are you in pain?”
She just shook her head.
“Brody?” he called out. “Brody, something is wrong!”
The man moved toward her and she shied back. Brody ran into the room, looking confused and delightfully disheveled. He was in desperate need of a haircut.
What a time to think of that, Autumn, you dork.
“What’s going on? Fox, why are you in here while she’s on the toilet?” Brody asked.
“You told me to pamper her.”
“This is not pampering.” Brody shot the other man a look.
“I asked her what she wanted, but now she’s starting to panic.”
“What she probably wanted was some privacy while she peed!” Brody’s voice rose.
The Fox didn’t like when they yelled.
“Please stop. Both of you. I just . . . did I ruin the sofa?” she asked.
“Nobody is worried about the sofa, Tutu,” Brody told her gently. “We just care about you. Have you . . . have you got some stuff to help?”
Stuff?
Oh.
“Um, yes. In my handbag. It’s not usually this bad. I’m sorry.”
“There is nothing to be sorry about. Understand me?” The Fox moved to her, grabbing her chin and tilting her face back. “Or embarrassed about. You’re ours. We’re here to take care of you. And you need to tell us how.”
That actually made her feel better. Even if this was a weird place to have this conversation.
“Want your handbag?” Brody asked.
“Ah, yeah, although I might need a bath first.”
“A bath it is,” the Fox said. “I can do that. What else? I need a list. Yes, a list.”
Moving to the bath, he turned it on. It was huge and could easily fit the three of them with room to spare.
“Bubbles?” he asked.
“Yes, please.” This was kind of surreal. The Fox was running her a bath . . . and she was still sitting on the toilet.
She curled in on herself as best she could.
To her shock, the bottle of bubbles he pulled out of the cupboard was the same kind she used at home. The scent of cherry filled the room.
“Fox? Maybe we should give her some privacy?” Brody suggested.
Yeah, that could be a good idea.
Although she also wasn’t sure if she wanted to be on her own.
“Just . . . just until I get in the bath,” she said as both men turned around.
They gave her surprised looks.
“Could you . . . could you check on me?”
“Of course, we can,” Brody reassured her. “We’ll come back in ten minutes.”
When they were gone, she cleaned up and stripped off before taking off her locket and setting it carefully on the counter. Then she climbed into the bath. It was only half-full but it didn’t matter. She needed to feel the heat of the water soothing her tight muscles. Once it was full, she turned the taps off. The bubbles completely covered her and she sighed with relief. The cramping in her tummy was still painful, but she thought the heat would soon help.
A knock on the door had her looking up. She gave Brody a shy smile as he stepped into the room with a hand over his eyes. He held the duffel bag and her handbag in his other hand, which he dropped on the floor. She had to giggle. They lived together, slept together, she was intimately acquainted with his delicious dick and yet he hadn’t seen her naked.
“Everything okay?” he asked. “Can I get you anything?”
“You can look at me. I’m covered.”
He dropped one hand, peeking over at her. “Sure?”
“I’m sure. Will you climb in the bath with me?”
“I’m not . . . what?”
“Will you get in the bath with me?” She felt herself growing red. “Unless that makes you feel uncomfortable. Especially as I have my period. Never mind!”
“Tutu?”
“Yeah?” she asked.
“Breathe.”
She sucked in a long breath.
“And I’d love to have a bath with you.”
“You would?”
“Yep. Do you want me to leave my boxers on?” he asked.
She shook her head. “I’ve already seen the anaconda in your pants.”
“Hey!” He grinned at her and she giggled again. Relief filled his face. “I’m glad you feel so much better.”
She sobered but nodded. “Yeah. I just tell myself that we’re not here forever.”
“Autumn, I—”
“It’s okay. I know we’re here so the Fox can keep us safe. I’m not going to freak out again. Please just come in, Brody.”
He eyed her, before stripping and getting into the huge bath.
He sat across from her and she raised her legs, settling them on his so he could spread out more.
She wiggled down further, then grimaced. “Sorry my legs are so hairy. I haven’t shaved them in a few days.”