Total pages in book: 169
Estimated words: 167671 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 838(@200wpm)___ 671(@250wpm)___ 559(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 167671 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 838(@200wpm)___ 671(@250wpm)___ 559(@300wpm)
“This feels too good,” I groan, rolling my tongue around hers as my cock begins to throb inside Heath’s mouth. “Don’t stop.”
“Come inside his throat,” she whispers between kisses.
And I am fucking done for.
Completely lost inside that amazing mouth of hers.
I come so hard inside his throat that I whimper against her lips while Heath begins to choke and cough from my cum. But none of it matters as she drives her tongue inside my mouth, drowning out my sounds with her own as she rubs herself on Silas’s face.
“Fuck, she’s coming,” he groans, thrusting his tongue into her.
Heath pulls away to swallow, but I’m far too busy kissing Ivy to care. She grabs my shoulders and pulls me away from him until we’re out of reach from both of them.
“Hey …” Silas growls.
But she ignores him as she’s kissing me, and I don’t mind one bit.
“Don’t fucking leave us hanging like this,” he growls.
“That wasn’t nearly enough for me,” Heath groans, my juices still dribbling from his mouth.
She taunts them to the limit with these kisses before finally glancing at them as she pulls away from my greedy lips.
“Are you hard? Throbbing?” She grins.
“Fuck, please …” Heath’s begging too now, and I have to admit, I love hearing how guttural he sounds when he does it.
“Too bad because you’re not getting any. This is your punishment.”
Silas’s eyes flicker with sudden fury. “You’d better take your fucking lips off him right now and come here and take this rope off, or I swear to God, I will come and impale you on my cock where you stand.”
Suddenly, she pulls away from me and drags her panties back up, zipping up her pants. Then she picks up the knife from the floor where she dropped it.
“What are you doing?” Silas grits.
She points the sharp end at her own skin near her hand.
“Don’t even think about it, twig—”
The blade cracks her skin open, blood running down her fingertips onto the wooden floor.
And Silas is beside himself with madness and a frenzied lust.
“You want this?” She tilts her head. “Then come and get it.”
She throws the knife near his knees.
Oh, no.
This won’t end well for her.
Silas’s grin is beyond this world. “Wrong move.”
Ivy
Within seconds, Silas takes the knife between his teeth and cuts through the rope on Heath’s wrists, who breaks free only to rip Silas’s binds with his bare hands.
THWACK!
The knife zooms past my head, and I instinctively turn to look as it lodges into the cabinet behind me.
What the—
One sharp breath and he’s right in front of me with that same vicious smile that used to make me want to scream.
He leans in so close I can feel his breath on my skin. “God, you smell so good when you’re scared, my pretty little fucking thief …” he whispers into my ear. “Run.”
CHAPTER 63
Ivy
I don’t wait even one second before I bolt out the door.
I glance over my shoulder as Silas and Heath casually grab the red purge masks lying on the cabinet beside the mirror, the same masks they had on when they first chased me into the woods, and the elation that ripples through me is riveting.
Heath throws Max a mask too. “Your turn to fucking hunt her down with us.”
A smile forms on my face before I bolt through the hallways. “Can’t catch me!”
“Watch us.” Heath’s warning as he puts on the mask, leaving an eerie glow near Silas’s door, gives me the chills.
Goddammit, I missed this.
It’s messed up and insane, but the moment they run after me down the stairs is when I come alive.
God, I am just as demented as they are, but I don’t care anymore.
I need this.
I need it as much as they do.
I run down the stairs as fast as I can, leaving blood drops everywhere as breadcrumbs. I bolt out the door and across campus, all the way to Prior Forest way beyond. The trees loom over me, blocking out part of the sun, with the occasional chirping of birds to break the silence.
Until a cold, unhinged laughter fills that void.
And my pussy actually throbs at the sound.
“Didn’t you hear? There’s nowhere you can hide from me, little thief. I will always fucking find you.”
I stop and clutch a tree, smearing my blood all over the trunk.
“That pussy is mine.”
His voice only makes me run harder and faster until my legs start hurting and my lungs become deprived of oxygen. Even then, I keep running, not because of my fear but in spite of it. After all, no one could ever harm a girl with monsters chasing her into the abyss.
Freedom has never tasted so bittersweet because even though I am free of my burden, my past, and my debt, this heart has been torn asunder by these boys … but I wouldn’t dream of stitching it back together. All the dark fragments of my soul belong to them, and I just know they’d guard every fucking piece with their lives.