“Get out,” I shout, even though it won’t change a thing. He’s now seen me naked, and he doesn’t have to listen to a word I say. So why does he? I watch slack jawed as he turns around, walks out the room, and closes the door.
I quickly turn the shower off and step out, my hands are trembling as I tie my dressing gown around myself and wrap a towel around my head. I shouldn’t have shouted that at him, and although I’m not as scared of them as I used to be, I still need to remember the rules.
Yeah, you do. What the fuck is going through your mind? Fuck, I am your mind, and even I’m confused.
I take a quick glance in the mirror, psyching myself up for whatever is about to be said. I doubt he’s left altogether, oh no. Emmet came for a reason and he won’t just walk away until he does whatever he intends to do or say.
I leave the bathroom to find Emmet sitting on my bed with his phone in hand. He slides his gaze over me, from the tips of my toes, to my towel wrapped head. A small smirk plays at his lips, before it falls away and his eyes turn pensive.
He gets to his feet and walks closer to me, only a mere foot separating us. We don’t seem eager to close the rest of the distance between us.
“W-w-what are you d-d-doing here?”
“A guard will be assigned to your room at all times, and will also shadow you. I believe you are familiar with Darius, so it shouldn’t be too difficult.” His eyes are so dark, a normal person would be scared. I guess I’m far from normal.
“Is your claim okay?” My eyes flick to the floor as I push the words out, and the room is silent, only our breathing to be heard.
I look back up and he cocks his head to the side, taking me in, and I feel more naked than I did when I was in the shower.
“She’s gone, I guess another one bites the dust.” He’s so fucking cold, and goosebumps spread across my arms.
“Who found her?”
“I did, in the maze like the others. Anyway, we’re having a party and I order you to attend. Seeing as your fair game, for the night at least, wear something revealing.” His eyes scan me again, and this time, I wish he would just look away.
“Why do you insist on playing mind games? Do you hate me that much? You don’t even know me.” Tears sting my eyes. I won’t let them fall, not even as his hand shoots out and slides into my hair, yanks my head back, and causes pain to shoot through my head.
“I warned you about me. So many times, I tried to get you to see who I was but you wouldn’t listen. You just kept enticing me further, and now, I can’t leave you alone. Do us both a favor, Star. Get yourself fucked so I can finally sink myself into that pussy of yours, and then we can go our separate ways.” He pulls me by my hair until he can push me onto the bed, and then he uses his knee to spread my legs.
My dressing gown lies between them, it keeps me hidden from his stare, but it’s so thin, I can feel every hard edge of him as he sinks between them. His hand circles my throat, and he lowers more of his weight onto me.
“You call it mind games and I call it a day inside my mind. I don’t have a fucking clue what I want from you, Luna. At first, it was to fuck with my father, but now, it’s for me. I crave you, like I’m an addict and you’re the only thing that can chase away my cravings. My sweet fix.” His hand squeezes my throat slightly as he draws my bottom lip into his mouth, and sucks on it hard.
I shouldn’t like any part of what he just said, but damn it. I really do, it’s so messed up, but I find it oddly endearing, and I’m starting to worry for my sanity right now.
“I can’t wait to slide my cock into this warm mouth, I’d fuck it right now, but I want to claim your pussy before any other hole. Pick someone, Luna, because I’m growing tired of waiting, and those other girls aren’t even worth being called a consolation prize.” He kisses me hard, sucks my tongue into his mouth and devours me.
He pulls away as suddenly as he started before he climbs off the bed and his gaze trails down to my core. My only saving grace is the fact that it’s still covered.
“Why did y-y-you c-c-claim her?”
“Because no matter how many girls I call upon, none of them get you out of my system. I thought maybe she would. If she would stop pissing me off. She’s only been with a couple of guy and doesn’t chase after us like a lost puppy, so she seemed like a good bet. Even if she was too vanilla for my liking, but I guess I’ll never find out now. See you tonight, Star. Darius will wait to escort you to the north wing.” He turns around and walks away.
“Don’t forget, my Star, you still need to figure out the legacy,” he says in a low, deep tone.
“I already have.” It slips out, even though I try to keep it in, and he spins around to look at me.
“Oh, really? Feel free to share the news, Star.”
“My birth mother was an Academy girl, s-s-she even had a proposal but turned it down.” He smirks at me before leaning against the door.
“So, what does that tell you? Come on, fill in the blanks, my clever girl.”
“What I just said, she was here and now, so am I. There was nothing else in the file,” I exclaim, running a hand down my face.
“That’s true. Okay, Star, don’t take too long getting ready and remember, make it revealing.” He winks at me and I don’t even know what to think.
“That’s it? After all of this, and that’s all you have to say?” I really can’t believe this.
“There’s nothing more to say. Don’t worry, Luna, it will all make sense in the end.” He walks out without looking back, and I just lie here, trying to make sense of my fucked up life.
14
Losing Our Inhibitions
A gold shimmery body con dress clings to me and falls just past my ass. Add that to my tan heeled gladiator sandals, cat eyes, and red lips and I feel so far out of my element, I just want to turn around and head back to my room. Instead, Darius walks behind me as we move down the corridor of the north wing, and slowly approach the game room. Music thumps through the door as I place my hand on the handle and let myself in.
I can see Aeron smoking and passing it around between himself, Tom, and Scott. Tucker is sitting in the corner staring at everyone as though they have wronged him somehow, and Emmet sits on a sofa surrounded by four of the girls. Each with their hands on him. Arms, legs, rubbing his cock through his pants and trailing kisses across his neck, but never once going for his mouth. Aeron has One sat on his lap, her nose is covered in tape, and her eyes are black and puffy. It looks like it hurts a lot. That makes me feel good, and I hate myself for it.
I make my way over to them as Darius takes his spot next to the door, his eyes scanning the room and staring in my general vicinity. At least he takes his job seriously. It makes me feel somewhat safe, and that’s the best I can hope for right now.
Scott’s eyes fall on me the minute I enter, but it’s the sight of Aeron with One that has me reaching for a glass without even questioning what’s in it. I throw it back and it goes down easily, a fruity taste dances across my tongue, and warmth seeps through me as I have another glass before rolling my shoulders and my eyes fall on Scott once again.