Chapter 4 Stop Acting

• Scarlett POV
• On this little adventure, I wouldn't be taking anything, nothing that could identify me, everything would be up to them, the way I dressed, the way I ate, the way I walked. I didn't have a name, my name was whatever they wanted it to be.
• I had to suppress the smile from my lips, because this was madness, I know what awaits me from now on, and yet I'm going willingly. Would I really enjoy it? In some ways yes, but I don't know if everything that awaits me will be pleasurable, my only way out is to trust that everything will be fine.
• But, well, not exactly, if anything went wrong I also knew how to defend myself. I don't have a body like mine, without doing exercises and I know how to defend myself, I know how to fight, I've practiced some martial arts, I'm not an expert, but I learned enough to defend myself if necessary. I know I have a disadvantage because I'm an Omega, but I'm confident I could defend myself if the need arose.
• I can feel that black-haired man's eyes on me, carefully evaluating every move I make. I know we're heading underground, to the garage, but what did they intend to do? How did they want to take me? Would it be calm? Would it be savage? Would I be tied up? There were many options and I can't deny that it's making me anxious, but I try to keep my breathing steady.
• We stopped in front of the elevator, and I could feel the heat radiating from my body, with these two Alphas standing so close together, and I knew that I would react to it. If I hadn't applied the right cream, a few drops of sweat would be running down my face, but the type of makeup I've applied is resistant to sweat and water, so the only thing I could tell was that my breathing was a little more altered.
• The elevator door opened and we got in. It was strange to sit still for so long, even more so with the tension that was building with each passing second, but I think that's basically what they want and well, I'm liking the idea. I have to keep my expression neutral and not make any noise.
• It's a good thing I practiced martial arts and learned to control myself, otherwise, I'm sure I'd be shaking, this feeling of fear, adrenaline, and pleasure is strange. It's like entering an arena and knowing that all you have to do is defeat your opponent to win the trophy.
• The elevator door opened and the lighting dropped a lot, because it was the garage, we didn't walk for long and soon we stopped in front of a dark gray car, with black windows, the brown-haired man stood in front of me, while the black-haired man went to the other side, he got in and only after, the door in front of me was opened.
• I got in and sat down in the middle, the car was very wide, a sedan, and from what I could tell from the dashboard it was a Mercedes-Benz, I closed my eyes took a deep breath, and again held back my laughter, this time it would be ironic, desperate perhaps, heavens, I was really doing it and by the Gods! I know myself well enough to know that I'm enjoying it.
• I rolled my eyes, keeping them closed, feeling the car start and the silence remain between the three of us. There was no physical touch yet, which let my imagination wander freely as to how and when the first move would happen.
• I know that we walked for around 20 minutes until we reached a house. I could hear the sound of the gates opening and soon we were back in another garage, the two of them got out and I headed out in the direction of the brown-haired man. The temperature in the garage was freezing and I could feel my skin crawling with goosebumps. We walked to another elevator and came out in a room with a higher, more pleasant temperature.
• With my gaze lowered, I couldn't tell what the decor was like, but the floor was light gray marble and I soon saw a shaggy black carpet, the lighting was white. They led me to a sofa that was also black.
• "You can stop acting." I heard the black-haired man's voice and I knew it was an order from the tone of his voice.
• I looked up and tilted my head slightly to the left, seeing the two men in front of me staring at me intently.
• "Do you really want this? Do you know for sure what could happen?" The brown-haired man commented. He's certainly a more calculating Alpha, colder and shrewder.
• I took a deep breath and relaxed on the sofa, crossing my legs and smiling.
• "Yes, I want to. Yes, I know what can happen," I replied calmly, without looking away from them. "I'm a grown woman, I'm quite aware of what I've done." I stopped talking for a few seconds before continuing.
• "The answer to the silent questions, I'm a virgin because I wanted to be, not for any religious reason or because I wanted to find the love of my life, let alone care about Fated Mates. It's an outdated concept. It's 2022, everyone I know has read 50 Shades, I know, amateur... I've been to a few BDSM clubs, and I've seen several different sections, with different things and different approaches... That's why I filled out that list, so yes, I know what I've accepted."
• Just as they were analyzing me, I was analyzing them. I noticed that after my answer, their posture relaxed a little.
• "Why did I choose this? Because I can, because I want to, because it's my choice." I smiled. "Most people have this idea that the first time has to be magical, with rose petals, dinner, and with that special person.Most of the women I've talked to say that their first time was bad and that they regretted it, even when it was with their mates. I'd rather not fall for that tale. Satisfied?"
• "But don't you prefer to dominate?" The brown-haired man asked.
• "Yes and no..." I closed my eyes and analyzed my next words. "I like to dominate women," I said, opening my eyes. "But I don't get any pleasure from dominating men, I don't feel like it, but it's definitely exciting to see a woman trembling in my hands and I've had that pleasure a few times. A virgin, but not a saint."
• The two of them look at each other for a brief moment and I know they're talking mentally, through the link.
• "No, I haven't let them put anything inside me, nothing that could break the hymen, I've masturbated a few times, I've used a few balls, but nothing like a full dildo and so on," I answered and took a deep breath. "What would bring me the most pleasure is a hunt, so to speak, since one of the reasons I didn't lose my virginity was because I hadn't found a guy who really made me submit."
• "When I saw the domination sections, I imagined what it would be like to be that person, that woman, and that turns me on... I'm not going to care during these five days about being the perfect submissive, it would just be a plus to know if there really is someone who could do that, without me having to perform."
• I know that my words sounded challenging and well, it was a challenge, but I know that there are many dominants who don't like to be challenged and who prefer that submissive completely. Even more so are Alphas... I know I've touched their ego, an Omega challenging two Alphas.
• "Interesting." The black-haired man spoke and smiled in a corner, I knew he was analyzing my words.
• His gaze is intense and sends a shiver down my spine, but I don't let it show on my face. These two men would surely be able to bring me to my knees with just one look and I would do it with pleasure, but not yet, the thrill of the fight was intoxicating. I love a good fight and God, just thinking about it makes me feel wet.
• "That'll be fun." The brown-haired man said. "It's been a while since we've had a good challenge. The last one who said that didn't last a day."
• One sentence, a single sentence and it made me clench my thighs a little and I knew they realized it, so I threw my head back and laughed, loudly, stopped after a few seconds, and stood up.
• "This is going to be much more interesting than I imagined." I used the same tone as the black-haired man had used.
• With the heels I'm wearing and my head held high, I'm almost the same height as them. After all, I'm 1.72m(5.64ft or 67.68 in) tall, and with the 12cm(0.39ft or 4.68 in) heel, now I'm with 1.84m (5.97 ft or 71.64 in)