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“She smells dangerous,” Atticus rumbles against my back.
“She is,” Felix says with a chuckle. “Though I think we exceed her limits far beyond anything she could ever handle.”
I turn my head to the side, dragging a silent breath into my lungs as Atticus’s fingers go to the hem of my skirt again. Both his and Levi’s fingers are there, hovering over my sex, waiting for my consent, or maybe Felix’s, I’m not sure.
I hate that I believe him to be right. I can barely handle Felix on his own, so being with all three of them would be a combination I’m not prepared for.
Felix leans forward, his lips brushing against my cheekbone, his warm breath cascading across my face. His hand dips down, and all three of them press their fingers against my wetness at the same time. Felix pulls my panties aside, and they all slide deep into my sex.
I meant to play the queen, show them I am a step ahead of them, but they made me fold before I could ever make my move.
My teeth grind together as my body flushes with heat, each of their fingers creating a different pressure, with separate movements, yet each one causes a rush of euphoria to roll through me.
I tilt my head back, resting it on Atticus’s shoulder while Felix leans forward, his nose going to the crook of my neck. I can feel him inhale me, breathe me in.
“You’ll never win,” I whisper, a moan brushing past my lips.
Teeth scrape along my jaw. “I’ve already won,” Felix whispers across my lips.
The three drag their fingers out, only to sink back in, and I go up on my tiptoes as I see stars. They begin moving in synchrony, and I chew on my lips, so I don’t moan any louder in this abandoned town.
A thumb brushes my lip, pulling the plumpness from my sharp teeth. “The only pain you’ll feel is mine.”
“Hazel? Are you all right?” Vera’s voice snaps me out of my haze. My head whips around, and three fingers slowly retreat from my core.
They step back, and a rush of cool air surrounds me as I quickly adjust my clothes. Vera is looking at me with a concerned expression. Malik stands behind her, his face stone, though his eyes speak volumes.
The bell rings above the door of the garment shop, both Piper and Blaire giggling about something, but they stop once they see us.
“What’s going on?” Blaire asks.
Felix turns his eyes to mine, waiting for me to speak.
I narrow my eyes at him, shoving past him as I walk to the car. I grab my backpack that I must have dropped, pulling the strap over my shoulder. “Everything is fine. Can we keep looking around?”
I walk away without them, feeling all their eyes on me.
But the hottest, and most dangerous, is Felix’s.
She’s a damn witch. Toxic. Sensual.
She draws me in without me even knowing that I’m under a spell.
She captures me in her green eyes and the way she says my name with a slight rasp, as if it’s being pulled from the deepest parts of her soul.
I hate her so badly I want to ruin her with my bare hands, but couldn’t stand the thought of her not being here. She’s mine to torment, yet I want to ruin her for everyone else. She’s not anyone else’s to fuck with, and I’ll snap anyone’s neck that gets in my way.
The way her sharp little tongue lashes out at me as she tries to hurt me with her words, attempting to stand on her own two feet as she calls the shots. As she tries to make it seem like she’s one step ahead. Fuckingcute.
I grow angry with her, and then I see the way she looks at me when I’m not looking. The lingering stares, the soft expressions in her eyes, or the way her lips pout. She’s stuck in this conundrum with me. It only makes me hate her more, that she’s causing me to feel this way.
She’s a wick and her fingers drip gasoline on the already lit fire in my veins. That one that burns solely for her.
Drip, boom.
My friends aren’t stupid; they can see the intrigued look in my eyes. One that only Hazel has brought out in me. They wouldn’t dare lay their hands on her with a need to keep her as their own. They’ll go by my commands, not because I’m above them, but because she isn’t, and will never, be theirs.
I’ll draw it out, I’ll play her games, and I’ll win every single one.
