Page 42 of Was I Ever Free


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I don’t believe a fucking word out of this piece of shit’s mouth. The tether I have on my control snaps and I wrap my hand around his throat, pulling him out of his seat by the neck. I grab the laced drink with my other hand before slamming his back onto the table. The sound of glass breaking around us doesn’t deter me, it only spurs me on as I pin him down, my hand moving up his throat and over his chin. I squeeze his reddened cheeks, forcing his mouth to open, and pour the alcohol—as well as what I’m guessing is GHB—down his throat.

“Drink every last drop or you’ll disappear just like the rest of them,” I order.

He sputters and chokes on the liquid but ultimately heeds my threat and swallows everything down, eyes round with terror.

I feel a pair of hands shake my shoulder.

“Bastian, stop! What are you doing?” Lucy says in alarm.

Keeping my arm straight, hand still gripping Ritchie’s face, I slowly turn my head to find Lucy standing close by, her face painted in shock. My eyes snap to Bridget behind her, looking a lot less upset.

I lean over the table, hovering close to Ritchie’s ear. “Do something like that again? Iwillfind out. Understand?”

He nods profusely and I finally release him.

Not bothering to placate the crowd forming around us, I grab Lucy by the arm. She doesn’t protest when I drag her out of the bar and into the car. I can tell she’s rattled but doesn’t utter a word the whole ride back to the motel, and I don’t bother breaking the silence—or try to comfort her and whatever feelings she might be having.

I unlock the door to my room and walk in, Lucy following close behind. Adrenaline is still pulsing through my veins, my skin feeling tight. I reach over and grab the back of my shirt, tugging it over my head, and then off me. Rolling it into a ball, I discard it somewhere near the bathroom and turn around. I’m slightly startled to see Lucy still standing in the middle of the room, having assumed she’d disappear into her own room.

Maybe I should apologize.

“The guy deserved it,” I say flatly.

Not an apology.

“I didn’t mean to scare you,” I mutter a little gentler, my eyes fixed on hers.

“I’m not scared,” Lucy says softly, tucking a loose curl behind her ear. “Actually, I’m uh…” She lets out a quiet nervous laugh as she looks down at the floor and then back up. “I’m actually a little…”

My brow arches, curious, as her throat bobs on a hard swallow. But then watch in utter fucking rapture as she sinks to her knees, her eyes never leaving mine.

“What are you doing?” I manage to croak out, my mind already flooded with images ofwhatI could make her do while down there. My cock swells and presses against my jeans, but I pretend to be unbothered while I’mstillhigh off the taste I had of her this afternoon, and the adrenaline still pumping in my veins from what happened at the bar.

“You know…” she says, elongating the words, her voice trailing off as she sits back on her heels.

I can’t help myself, magnetized by her eyes fixated on me, I step a little closer.

“Use your words, Luce,” I say slowly, tauntingly.

Her eyes grow wide, and I almost laugh at the sheer terror in her gaze.

She presses her lips together, the red lipstick freshly reapplied.

“I want to suck…” She closes her eyes, eyebrows cinching together as if I’m torturing a forbidden secret out of her. Finally, she takes a deep breath and blurts it out. “I want to suck your cock.” I watch as her gaze turns defiant, but smooths quickly into something much closer to innocence. “Please?”

Fuck.

I’ve never been this hard in my fucking life.

Slowly, I step closer to her. Then even closer. Until she’s straining her neck to look up at me. I let the silence sink its claws into us while I reach down, cradling her cheek into my palm. Her gaze burns into mine, her mouth falling slightly open as I drag my thumb across her bottom lip, smearing her lipstick onto the side of her freckled cheek.

“Such a teacher’s pet, aren’t you?” I rasp.

She gives me a slow, lingering nod, and I grin. The sight of her beaming up at me, lipstick smeared and on her knees nearly does me in.

Instead, I drop my smile. “No.”

I let her go and take a step back.

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