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Despite being on edge all day from the climax Ashton denied me, it is still out of reach. I tried to relieve myself earlier, to no avail.
“Fuck, your cunt is so tight. I can’t wait until we take turns fucking you, stretching out your pussy.” Gareth is moving his hips in time to match his fingers, rubbing himself against me. “Come on, Kennedy. I want to feel you come. Squeeze my fingers. Let go.”
Gareth yanks my head back hard, increasing the speed and roughness of his movements. His thumb rubs my clit, triggering an intense orgasm. Gareth captures the sounds I am making by kissing me as he continues to work his fingers, drawing out my orgasm. He supports my weight as my body goes lax. Once he removes his finger, he helps right my clothes. Turning around just in time to see him lick my arousal off his fingers, he smirks. Looking past Gareth, I see Callum and Ashton now facing us, knowing that they watched the whole encounter.
My face heats as all three of them walk away, cocky grins adorning their faces and bulges in their pants. Flooded with embarrassment at what just happened, my forehead drops to the table.
I’m not sure if any of them have been able to tell that I am a virgin or not. Gareth, in all his dirty talk, kept mentioning how tight I am.
* * *
Today is Friday. Thankfully, my classes end early, so the entire afternoon is mine. Entering the dining hall, my footsteps stop when I hear my name being called. Seeing Kassidy running toward me, I step to the side for others to pass.
“Hey Kass, what’s going on?”
“I wanted to see if you are going to the football game tonight?” she says excitedly.
Tilting my head in thought, “I hadn’t planned on it.”
“Well, you are coming with me. Tonight is our charity game against the Grain Field Wolves.” Shaking my head in confusion on why this is relevant, she continues, “Every year, during the Groveton versus Grain Field game, the senior players pick a charity. The host team also flips year to year. This year it is our year to host. It is the biggest game of the year.”
Contemplating her offer, her pleading look helps to sway me. I haven’t spent much time outside of studying, and this sounds like fun. “Yeah, I will go with you. Football sounds more fun than studying.”
Kassidy starts jumping up and down, her excitement palpable. “Great, I can meet you outside your dorm, and we can walk to the stadium together.”
Kassidy walks away, and I step back in line for some lunch. A deep voice whispers from too close.
“Are you being naughty, Duchess?”
Gritting my teeth in annoyance, “Why do the four of you insist on calling me that?”
“Would you prefer princess?” He chuckles. “We could come up with something different, although it might not be as flattering.”
Turning around and looking up into Callum’s too-smug face, my voice is full of snark. “How about my name? I do have one of those.”
Giving me a lopsided grin, Callum shrugs his shoulder. “Come on. You need to eat.”
Callum steers me through the food line by wrapping his arm around my shoulders. He starts loading various items on a tray, still not letting go of me. As much as I struggle, he won’t release me. Opening my mouth to speak, another deep voice, sounding a little too chipper, chimes in from my left.
“Having a little trouble there, Callum?”
“Hey, Ashton, just trying to get Duchess here some food. Do you want to take her while I grab some more things?” Callum and Ashton ignore me altogether, continuing their conversation as if I don’t exist.
“Sure, can you grab something for me as well?” Ashton asks, not waiting around for a response. Ashton grabs my left wrist. Callum continues moving through the food line. As Ashton starts tugging me in the opposite direction, I try everything possible to get out of his grasp. Their caveman-style behavior is pissing me off.
With no dignity left, not caring how much of a scene we make, I find my voice. “Do you two realize I am old enough to make decisions? You morons don’t need to do it for me. And quit talking about me instead of to me, damn it!”
Laughter rings out at the scene we are causing as Ashton continues dragging me further into the dining hall. Finally coming to a stop, Rodney and Gareth are seated with all too entertained looks on their faces. Rodney moves over one seat, leaving one open between him and Gareth. Ashton manhandles me into it. As soon as Ashton steps away, relinquishing his hold on my wrist, Gareth and Rodney clamp a hand down on my shoulders, forcing me back into the chair. Gareth leans over to whisper in my ear.
“Get out of that chair again before you have eaten, and I will bend you over this table and turn your ass red while everyone here watches.”
My face flushes, my body heating in response to his dirty words. They shouldn’t turn me on the way they do. Saying nothing, remaining seated with my arms crossed over my chest, is how Callum found me when he returned to the table. Determined to make the best of this, if they are buying my lunch, my eyes about pop out of their sockets at the amount of food he piled on the tray.
“Are you trying to feed a small country with all of this?” My hand waves at the tray, now sitting in the middle of the table.
Callum shrugs me off. “I wasn’t sure what you wanted. We can take anything that doesn’t get eaten back to our rooms. It won’t go to waste.”
Grabbing a sandwich, bag of chips, and a bottle of water off the tray, I decide to bring up the topic I have been ignoring for a while.
