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The thought sends me over the edge. I come hard, my whole body going rigid. My eyes slide closed, but then I realize I don’t want to miss a second of this.
“Don’t you dare swallow,” I grit out.
She whimpers, her lips still wrapped around my dick as I flood her mouth with my cum. But she doesn’t swallow, instead blinking up at me with a question in her eyes.
I pull out, gripping her jaw and keeping it open.There.Athelia Harper, marked and mine.
Leaning down, I spit into her mouth before releasing her jaw. “Swallow every last drop.”
She does, keeping her eyes locked with mine.
If I didn’t understand the girl kneeling before me, I’d take her into the shower and use the shower head to make her come so hard she wakes Cal and Wes up. But I know exactly how Athelia works.
She’s squirming and rubbing her thighs together—needy little thing. But she loves being degraded. Beingused.
So I smile down at her and pat her cheek patronizingly. “Good girl. You can leave. I’m done with you now.”
“What? But—”
“Shh.” I press a finger to her lips. “Good toys don’t talk back. They obey.”
Athelia looks like she wants to strangle me, but underneath that, I can see just how much she’s loving this. I’ll never forget all the things I learned about her during those first two weeks of freshman year. Athelia is kinkier than you’d think from just looking at her.
Without another word, I turn back and step into the shower. The door closes, and I watch her sit back on her heels with a flustered breath. The glass is fogged, but I can imagine her expression.
Stunned. Speechless. Needy—yet also grateful.
After a minute, she stands. “Fuck you, Kellan.”
I chuckle. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
The only response I get is the sound of the bathroom door slamming on her way out.
Chapter Thirty
Athelia
That fuckingbastard.
I never should’ve assumed the guys would forget what I like in bed. The things Kellan said to me while I sucked his dick had me so turned on I felt like I’d burst. He knew that, and he sent me away without so much as a second glance.
I’d be more pissed, but I know he did it because it’ll turn me onmore.Kellan may be a dick, but he likes giving me what I want, too. This was the perfect opportunity for both.
Wes is in the kitchen pouring coffee from the pot. When we spot each other, we both freeze. You can’t even tell that I tried to hurt him last night. There are no bruises, no marks. He’s as attractive as always—more so because he’s not wearing a shirt.
Wes’s tattoos are on full display. The snake hanging around his neck, the sleeve of roses that starts on his shoulder and expands down his arm, and the roaring tiger on his ribcage. There are countless others, but those are the ones that stand out the most.
“It’s rude to stare,” he says smoothly as he sips his black coffee.
Instantly, I look away. “Where’s Cal?”
“Still sleeping.”
I storm back down the hallway to the closed door at the end. Cal is the least insufferable of the three of them, and hopefully he’s even more tame when he’s sleepy.
My plan from last night is still fresh in my mind, but fuck Wes. I can work on getting close to the other two. My relationship with Wes will deepen eventually, but if I make it obvious that I have a preference, it’ll make him jealous. It’s an added bonus to this whole thing.
I don’t knock as I enter Cal’s room. Wouldn’t matter, anyway. He’s still sound asleep, lying on his side and facing away from me.
