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“Hello, Jess.” His deep voice wasn’t loud, but it still made me jump. The house was so quiet, except for the subtle creak of the floor as they surrounded me.
“What do you want, freak?” I said, and almost grinned when his eyes brightened and the corner of his mouth twitched. A barely-suppressed smile.
Jason laughed softly. “You should have expected this. All these years you’ve walked around with your head held high, treating everyone like shit. It’s about time you faced the consequences.”
“You need to pay us back for all the bullshit,” Lucas said. “Quite frankly, I think you need to be taken down a few pegs. You need to be put in your place.”
Lucas wanted nothing more than to keep chasing me, I could tell. He had too much energy; he was rocking on the toes of his shoes. He kept shooting Manson quick glances, hoping for the signal that would allow him to give chase.
Manson was walking closer, every step making my heart beat a little faster. I stood my ground, fists clenched as if I would fight. But the excitement pulsing through my veins was focused solely on what the end result would be. I could fight all I wanted, but I wouldn’t win.
They would overtake me.
“Put in myplace?” I snapped. I tried to sound as bitchy as possible. “Excuse me? As if I would ever touch you!”
I was so focused on Manson that I didn’t notice Jason creeping closer. When he spoke, it was a harsh whisper right in my ear, “You won’t have a choice soon enough, princess.”
Jason grabbed me before I could run. I struggled, but then Lucas came to help him, and between the two of them I was held captive.
“I’m sorry it had to happen this way, Jessica,” Manson said, although his tone told me he wasn’t sorry at all. I wasn’t either; I loved getting to fight against them, I loved our perverse games. “But you’ve been teasing us for way too long. Prancing around school in that tiny skirt.” He came closer, and I was helpless to move as Lucas and Jason held me in place. “You know it drives us wild, but you just can’t help it. You always want more attention. More, more, more.”
“There’s going to be some changes in the hierarchy,” Lucas said. “Miss Queen Bee isn’t on top anymore.”
I scoffed, although I was breathless now. I didn’t sound nearly as intense as I had only seconds ago. “As if any of you could claim to be better than me.”
“Oh, no, no, notbetter,” Jason said. “We’re degenerates, Jess.”
“Losers,” said Lucas.
Manson smiled. “Freaks.”
“But now that we’ve caught you, we don’t ever have to let you go,” Jason said, his lips brushing my neck as he spoke, just behind my ear. “We’re going to keep you. Break you. Remake you into the perfect little fucktoy.”
My entire body crawled with desire. I wondered where Vincent was hiding — I hadn’t seen him yet. But Manson crowded into my space, and suddenly all I could focus on was him.
“I’ve wanted you for so damn long,” he said. “But all you could ever do was tease. Like you’re so goddamn special.” His words were heavy, dripping with the sweetest poison. “But not anymore. We’re going to take what we want. From now on, your only focus will be on how you can please your masters.”
“Please my —what!” I struggled again — it was an excuse to grind my ass against Jason. “You’re not in charge of me! You don’townme!”
Lucas gave me one of those deliciously dark laughs of his. “Mm, that’s funny. She thinks we don’t own her, Manson.”
“Silly little thing,” Jason said.
Manson was just smiling. “Well, that’s only fair. After all, she doesn’t have her collar on yet.”
I blinked rapidly. Manson hadn’t broken character, butIwas about to. “Wait — collar? Did you say collar?”
I’d been obsessively looking at collars online for weeks now; one of them was bound to have noticed. It had been so long since I admitted to Jason that I wanted one, I honestly thought he would have forgotten.
But if he hadn’t...
“That’s right, angel.” Manson reached up, tracing his fingers in a line across my throat. “I think locking you into a collar would help remind you of your place. It would remind everyone else too. No one’s going to look at you like you’re hot shit when you’re collared like a sweet little pet.”
My chest felt light with excitement, but I tried to stay in the scene. Inside, I was jumping up and down, clapping my hands, practically squealing.
Externally, I started struggling as hard as I could.
They knew I couldn’t get away, but they let me think I could. They let me go, but Lucas shoved me toward the couch and I stumbled onto it. When I tried to scramble back up, Jason pushed my shoulder and sent me stumbling into Manson.
