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I curl my fingers inside her, hitting her g-spot over and over again. Athelia gasps, and tears fill her eyes. I can see it all over her face—she’s trying to convince herself she doesn’t want this. Hell, there’s a part of her that truly doesn’t want my hands on her. But she’s never been able to help the way her body reacts to us.

It makes this whole thing way better. I stood by while Kellan pushed her into the fountain. I helped spread the nasty rumors that she’s a cheater. I came up with the idea of Kellan hacking into her university account and replacing her well-thought-out paper with a shitty one. And then, of course, there’s the pond incident.

She knows I did all that shit.

Yet here she is, about to come from a few minutes of work.

“You’re pathetic,” I whisper, just loud enough for Kellan to hear.

Never in a million years did I expectthatto be the thing that pushes her over the edge. But one second I’m saying it, and the next she’s coming and crying out my name while she does.

And fuck, I don’t think I’ve ever liked my name more than when she says it like this.

“That’s it, baby,” I groan. “Give it all to me. You’re a filthy little whore, aren’t you?

“Cal,” she sobs. She’s shaking her head, but she’s too far gone to say anything else.

“What was that about hating me?” I murmur as I pull my fingers out of her. They’re covered in a mixture of her desire and Kellan’s cum, and I smear it all over her bare chest. “Because—and Kellan, correct me if I’m wrong—I don’t think women usually come that hard for men they can’t stand.”

Kellan hums lowly, his eyes bright with sadistic delight. “You’re very, very right. Tell us,ma belle.Have you ever come for a man you hated? And remember—don’t lie.”

She clamps her mouth shut.

“It looks like you’re right on two counts tonight, Cal,” Kellan says. He pinches one of Athelia’s nipples lightly, making her jerk. “She really is pathetic.”

With that, we back away. Athelia doesn’t even beg us to let her go—she knows it’s useless. I grab my mask from where I dropped it on the ground, and weturn to go.

“I really thought we’d lost you there for a few minutes,” Kellan says. “But that was a good save.”

A rock forms in the pit of my stomach. He’s not actually saying it, but I know what he means. Kellan is fully aware that I forced myself to do that. Well, that I forced myself tostartdoing it.

I swallow down the lump of regret in my throat. “It won’t happen again.”

Chapter Ten

Kellan

“Fuck—I forgot my backpack.”

Cal sighs. “Do you want me to go back with you?”

“Nah, don’t worry about it. I’ll catch up with you at the party. Remember, put your mask back on.”

He makes a surprised noise before staring at the mask in his hand. Our whole walk back to the party, he’s been quiet. It’s the only thing that makes sense, I guess.

Cal didn’t really care about what Athelia did to us freshman year, but he definitely had a thing with her. Wes is the one who was wounded the deepest. She wronged him the most.

Still, it took some coaxing to get Cal on board with our overall plan for her. Deep down, he’s a sadist, but he still cares about people more than he should. We had to help him unleash the darker parts of himself, and Athelia has been the perfect catalyst.

Cal looks like he wants to say something to me, but then he shakes his head. “See you in a few.”

“I won’t tell him,” I call after watching him walk off for a couple seconds. “You did good. That’s the only thing that matters.”

He nods, not turning back to look at me before continuingon.

Not wanting to waste any time, I jog back to where Athelia is tied up. I hope Cal knows I meant what I said. I’d never break Wes’s trust in him unless there was actual reason to. All I plan on telling Wes is that he was wrong—that Cal took great pleasure in making Athelia cry and beg.

It’s not even a lie.

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