Her joke, which would’ve been funny if it was just between us, now has my face flush red with anger.
“Pandora!” Carly hisses. She glances around. “And Reese, stop it. You’re making a scene.”
“I’m not the one…” Reaper shakes his head. “Whatever.” He lets go of me and picks up his and Carly’s trays of food. “Come on, Carly. You shouldn’t be near any of the Chaos assholes.”
Carly looks torn, glancing between Pandora and Reaper. “Pandora…”
Pandora waves to her. “Don’t worry. I can take care of myself. What’s Blaze going to do, throw me over the cafeteria table and fuck me in public?”
Yes.
That sounds like a great idea.
Take her, right here, right now, so nobody else gets any ideas about who Pandora belongs to.
I wait until both Carly and Reaper are across the room before I loosen my hold on Pandora. I shove her back into her seat and loom over her.
“What the fuck was that?” I hiss at her. “You’re playing with other men?”
Pandora smiles up at me. “Are you jealous? You weren’t this possessive when an entire fraternity was ripping my clothes off and sticking their fingers inside me.”
My breath catches.
Iwasjealous.
I’m still seething.
I want to knock out the teeth of everybody who saw her, even though I led them there. Every time I get another text with those pictures and videos, I imagine stabbing the sender.
They’re supposed to be my frat brothers, but I want most of them dead.
The only reason I haven’t lashed out is because nobody has said anything to my face. If it were just one or two of them… but at least a third of the fraternity participated.
“You’re mine,” I hiss, leaning in closer. “I get to choose what happens to your body. Not you.” I grab her wrist and lift her hand up to my mouth.
Pandora does nothing as I take one of her fingers and begin licking it, running my tongue along the full length, leaving it coated with saliva. Her breathing gets louder, and I see a faint blush spread across her cheeks while her pupils get wider.
I keep licking and sucking, moving on to another finger. Who cares if anyone can see us? Let them know that I can make Pandora squirm like this with my tongue alone.
She presses her thighs together, and I smirk at her.
“Got a problem?” I ask in a hoarse whisper.
Pandora leans in closer, so our lips are mere inches away from each other. “Yeah,” she answers, every bit as softly.
I ready myself for a kiss.
“Do you know where those fingers have been?” Pandora says. “I can’t even remember if I washed my hands after I cleaned Echo’s cage.”
The mood instantly vanishes. I snarl and let go of her. “What the fuck, Pandora?”
Pandora laughs loudly. “Oh, come on! Your face! You didn’t even ask.” She motions around us. “Anyway, we’re in public. You can stay if you want to share my dinner, but otherwise, fuck off.”
No, I don’t want dinner.
But I don’t want to go home to make my own food, either. I sigh and sit down next to Pandora.
“Fine. But admit it, you were into it,” I grumble. I take an edamame pod, checking carefully that it isn’t an empty shell.
