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I’ve heard the rumors. How these guys literally break women in half. How they’re powerful, and brutal, and a little scary in bed, but they make girls wish they could relive that night over for the rest of eternity.
I’ve experienced it with Felix. He was rough that night, gripping my body with a possessiveness that had me tearing in two.
“Piper,” Blaire whispers, and I turn my head to them. “Is this weird?”
Piper shrugs. “I don’t know, is it?” Both of them turn toward me.
I roll my tongue around my mouth. “I guess it doesn’t have to be. It’s just one night.”
We stand there, unsure, a little curious, somewhat shy. Levi steps up to Piper, grabbing the front of her shirt. He tugs, and the fabric stretches away from her body. “Come here,” he growls. She lets out a squeak as he lifts her by the waist, spinning her around and tossing her onto the bed. Atticus smirks, shoving off the wall and walking toward the bed. “Come on, Blaire. Don’t be a prude.”
Blaire scowls at him, giving me a nervous glance before walking over to him.
He presses her onto the bed, right against Piper.
Atticus nods toward Piper. “Touch Blaire.”
Piper’s eyes widen, and I stand in the middle of the room, watching my friends look at each other with bodies full of nerves, tight with tension, yet I can see the same heat in their eyes that I feel in my own.
Piper reaches forward, her hand going to Blaire’s waist. She wraps her fingers around her hip gently, keeping a healthy distance between them.
“Kiss,” Atticus says.
They stare at each other, and Blaire lets out a nervous laugh. “We just kissed during the game, Pipe. It’s not that big of a deal.”
Piper shrugs, her cheeks turning pink. She looks up at Atticus, and then turns her gaze to Levi. “Are you guys just going to watch, or do something too?
Levi takes a step back, digging into his pocket until he pulls out a pack of cigarettes. Lighting one, he tips the cigarette toward Piper. “I want a show. Give me a show, Piper.”
Blaire grabs Piper by the shoulders, pulling her closer until their lips crash, and they begin kissing, frenzied as they try to control their urges. Levi lets out a groan, tilting his head toward the ceiling as he lets out a stream of smoke from his nostrils.
Blaire reaches down, grabbing Piper’s shirt and pulling it over her head. Piper’s breasts bounce lightly, and Blaire looks hesitant as she reaches forward, her hand going to her breasts, fingers tensing as she gives one a light squeeze.
Piper moans, and their kisses become even hungrier as hands roam without any more timidity.
Atticus groans as he reaches down, squeezing his straining erection. His arms are corded, all the way up his naked biceps, and I watch as the muscles in his back flex with each movement.
A creak of the floors has my eyes shifting, and they fall to Felix. He saunters toward me, much too slowly, the most dressed out of all of us. His mood is dark, nearly pitch black, as he makes his way across the room. I let out a gasp, my body tensing as heat radiates from him. He circles me until he stops right in front of me, blocking my view of Piper and Blaire.
He leans in, making my breath catch. “You’re out of your fucking mind if you think one of my friends, or yours, are going to be fucking you tonight,” he whispers in my ear, so low, so deadly, not even his friends behind him can hear.
I barely hold back a growl. The fucking audacity.
His eyes flare at the look in my eyes, and he leans back in. “If you do, I can promise you won’t be walking out of this house alive.”
Shivering at his tone, my eyes narrow as his chest barely grazes mine. His gaze drops to my cleavage, and his jaw clenches as he takes me in.
I lift my hand, my pointer finger sliding across his jaw. “You don’t control me, Felix,” I whisper.
He smirks, his hand going to my wrist as his fingers tighten. He yanks me toward him, spinning me around until my back hits his front. He turns us around, until we’re facing our friends.
“Levi,” Felix barks.
Felix turns, his expression full of lust. The cigarette pitched in his lips is still smoking, and his eyes fall to my chest before looking up at Felix.
“Yeah,” he rasps.
“Touch her, Levi. See how wet she is,” Felix says, his voice dead of all emotion. His order shocks me, but my core tightens in response.
