I’m just lucky two guys didn’t show up in my bedroom again. That would have never flown this morning.
Eli holds open the car door for me and then goes around to the other side to let himself in. We’re halfway to school when I realize Eli hasn’t given me his punishment. Mom kind of surprised both of us.
Well, I’m definitely not going to mention it. I also don’t want to bring up any of the firsts from last night. I still don’t know why Luke didn’t tell them about the car. Maybe he did later. The real question I don’t want answered is this: did what happened in my bedroom move the boundaries? It was me touching and not them, but they were there. I swallow down my nervousness.
I glance at Eli, but he’s not looking my way.
He parks in the school parking lot, and I reach for the door, eager to escape being alone with him.
“Don’t think I’ve forgotten.” His voice stops me from opening the door.
I look over my shoulder, giving him my best innocent look. “Forgot what?”
He shakes his head and crooks his finger at me to come closer. I turn and settle back in my seat.
He reaches out and pulls on the braid closest to him. “I always loved tugging on girls’ pigtails.”
“That doesn’t surprise me.”
His fingers linger on the bruise on my neck from them. A rush of heat pulses through me at the slight ache. “Were we too rough with you last night?”
“No,” I say softly.
His hand goes to the back of my neck and he draws me close. My breath catches as he closes in. His lips capture mine, stirring those feelings throughout me. My eyes close as I sink into the kiss. Now they’ve conditioned me to want more.
I feel something cold against my neck and pull away. My fingers go to the leather strap he’s fastened on me. My forehead scrunches and I tip the visor down to look in the mirror.
“A collar?” It looks like a choker, but it most definitely is a collar.
“You need a reminder that you’re owned, kitten. You don’t own your body anymore. It’s ours.” His finger slips into the ringattached to it and tugs my face back to his. “The only one allowed to bite your lip is me.”
He takes my mouth in a brutal kiss. It’s rougher than any kiss he’s given me since that first kiss. He bites down on my lower lip and then licks over the stinging wound. My body must have its signals crossed because heat floods me at the pain.
“Remember who you belong to, kitten.”
When he releases me, I sit back a little dazed and a lot turned on as I touch my swollen lip. Eli’s eyes are dark when he gives me a smile that doesn’t quite reach his eyes before he turns to open his door.
I drop my hand. Maybe this will be a good reminder that these boys are not the guys they’re pretending to be to get into my pants faster. They have been kind and patient, coaxing me out of my shell, but when it comes down to it, these aren’t nice boys.
Eli opens my door and holds his hand out to me. I take it warily, but Pestilence seems to have taken the backseat again. Eli wraps his arm around my waist, tucking his fingers into the front of my jeans over my hip bone and drawing me in tight against his side.
Where are the boundaries now? Last night, they only got to kissing my breasts. But in my bedroom, we all played out a fantasy, and while hot, it had been a lot safer over video than being alone with my horsemen.
I didn’t consider the boundaries when we were getting off together.
As we approach the others, they’re all in their jerseys. A few cheerleaders stand in front of the three of them. The girls are in their uniforms too. Short skirts and tight sleeveless shirts, blue with silver piping. Their hair is pulled up into ponytails with blue and silver ribbons.
When the cheerleaders turn, I notice they each have a number on their cheeks, and they correspond with Luke, Jack, and Caden’s jersey numbers. A little pulse of jealousy ripples through me. Especially as they seem real comfortable touching the guys’ arms.
Jack disengages and struts over to me. Squatting, he wraps his arms under my ass, lifting me off my feet. My hands latch onto his shoulders to hold myself steady. I don’t have time to react before his mouth is on mine. My lip is sore from Eli’s bite, but I can’t help returning Jack’s kiss.
He might be an incurable flirt but he’s also very affectionate. His lips trail down my cheek to my neck. My insides soften.
“Good morning, beautiful,” he whispers in my ear, sending a little thrill through my blood.
“Put me down, Jack.” I tug on his dark hair. His laughing blue eyes meet mine.
“Nah, I like carrying you around. Caden is right. We should just carry you all day.” His gaze drops to the collar on my neck and his eyes darken visibly. “Though it’s clear Eli has marked you as our property.”
