Total pages in book: 187
Estimated words: 184867 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 924(@200wpm)___ 739(@250wpm)___ 616(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 184867 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 924(@200wpm)___ 739(@250wpm)___ 616(@300wpm)
“Uh-oh,” Blaine mutters, a smile slowly forming as he shoves Caleb with his elbow.
After I’ve gathered my courage, I say, “One of you was at my dorm.”
Caleb tilts his head, a daring look on his face. “Are you accusing us of something?”
My eyes narrow. “One of you knows what they did.”
“Oh boy,” Blaine says, snorting. “This is going to get juicy.”
Caleb leans back so far his ripped abs become visible underneath his white cotton tank top, and they make me do a double take. “Say it then. What did one of us do?”
I swallow, a blush creeping up on my cheeks. If I say it out loud, everyone will hear.
“You left … cum on my window.”
A wild smile forms on Caleb’s face, and Blaine laughs. “What?”
“Don’t deny it,” I say. “One of you three did it. I’m sure.”
Blaine leans into his own hand as he perches his elbow on the table. “That’s a wild accusation, pretty jewel.”
Jewel.
My heart almost stops beating.
I haven’t heard anyone say that word in such a long time. And I hate that it’s coming from his mouth.
“Crystal,” I tell him.
“I know.” He smiles coyly at me, and for some reason, it makes me blush.
I should not be blushing at these guys, shit.
“And what makes you think we did that?” he adds.
Am I going to say it?
“Because … it was right after the Phantom party. And you guys threatened me not to—”
Suddenly, Ares grabs my wrist, fingers digging into my skin as he finally looks up at me with those bright, devilish eyes.
“Not another word.”
His menacing look makes me cower in my boots, and I almost instantly regret coming here to confront them.
I don’t even know which one of them it was. They won’t tell me, obviously.
But I need them to know … I won’t go down without a fight.
“I told you to be careful,” Blaine mutters, licking his lips.
“You want to do this here?” Ares’s low voice makes goose bumps scatter on my skin. “Fine. Have it your way.”
Suddenly, he tears me away from the table with one big swoop and pulls me toward him. I can’t even react, let alone fight him off. It all happens so fast.
One second, I’m standing my ground against them …
And the next, he’s got me pinned to his lap.
His actual freaking lap.
And he wraps one arm around my belly while the other snakes up my neck to my mouth, preventing me from making a sound.
“I warned you not to speak about it,” he whispers. “And I make good on my threats.”
He presses me into his body, and I can feel all the rock-hard abs behind his black T-shirt while his fingers splay against my belly. All the courage I gathered in the bathroom instantly dissipates while panic takes over.
“Now tell me again why you are here,” Ares murmurs into my ear.
When my lips part, his hand slowly dips into my white skirt from underneath, and I can barely breathe.
With his hand on my mouth, I can’t even squeak as he rubs me right through my panties. “Go on. Say it.”
This is insane. He’s literally playing with me in the cafeteria, in front of all these people.
“You think one of us soiled your window?” he muses, flicking his index finger back and forth. “Yet you deliver no proof.”
I whimper as he applies more pressure, trying so hard not to let anyone notice what he’s doing. But he’s going faster and faster while his hand keeps pushing me further into him until I can feel his bulge poking in my ass.
I can’t let him do this. I have to stop this.
I reach into my pocket, but the second I do, he swiftly takes his hand off my mouth and grasps my wrist.
“Ah-ah, little rose, don’t even try,” he whispers. “You’re mine now.”
“Why are you doing this?” I say.
“You tried to expose me in front of everyone here,” he answers, his fingers lifting up from my panties only to slide them aside. “So now I will expose you.”
My lips part, but nothing except a suppressed whimper escapes as his fingers slip into my wetness, and I can’t freaking breathe.
How is this happening right now?
“So tell me, girl, how do you know what it was?” he asks, circling around my slit. “Did you feel it?” His sharp nose rests against my neck, hot breath fanning the flames of the fire being stoked in my body. “Did you taste it?” I can feel him grin.
Caleb licks his lip and bites on his piercing. “How did it taste, little slut?”
“You’re sick,” I hiss.
But Ares only applies more pressure with his fingers, making it hard for me to focus on what they’re saying as the lust courses through my body.
“Don’t make a sound,” Ares whispers. “Unless you want everyone to hear you moan.”
“Don’t be shy. Tell us how you came to the conclusion,” Blaine muses. “I’d love to know.”