“Luca,” I muttered, eyes wide, excited to have him this close. “What are you doing?”
His lips nearly grazed mine. “You are mine.” He reached between us with his free hand and grabbed me. “This is mine, too. Remember that the next time you think about playing fucking games with me, Drea.”
I narrowed my eyes at him. “Drea?”
He didn’t answer, only sneered.
“You want me, Luca?” I put my hands on his chest, expecting him to swat them away, but he didn’t. “Then stop fucking cheerleaders in front of me. No more blowjobs. No more bullshit. You’d better treat me right.”
I didn’t want to like him. But every ounce of my body craved his cruelty. I was so fucking jealous of those girls that it was sickening. I wanted Luca to bend me over the sink and spank me, bruise my skin until we both came.
Luca studied me, unblinking. He didn’t know what to do with me.
The bell sounded in the hallway to announce the end of lunch.
Luca stepped out from between my legs and clutched my hand, leading me toward the door. “Let’s go, Drea. You can’t be late for class. My family is pulling too many strings for you at RISD to fuck it up.”
From that day forward, Luca never let a cheerleader sit with us. I never saw him talk to a girl who wasn’t me.
I won… for now.
CHAPTER 13
ALEX
It was Friday night. Our football team was playing a rival prep school for the championship. And since Marcello was the quarterback, I wore one of Luca’s old football jerseys. He played during his freshman year and quit.
Luca was not a team player.
He surprised me by bringing the jersey to school. By plastering SALVATORE on my back, Luca was claiming me. It said I belonged to the Salvatore brothers.
Marcello waited for us at the locker room entrance, his thick muscles nicely filling out his tight uniform.
I licked my lips.
Fuck, he was hot.
I’d never felt more protected with all four brothers watching over me. Only Aiden ever ensured my safety. Because of the Salvatore brothers, I was untouchable.
Luca respected me for standing up to him. I thought he would push back and make my life miserable, but he walked me to class with his brothers and always kept me at his side.
Bastian greeted Marcello with a pat on the arm. “Good luck, brother.”
Damian nodded. I’d never seen them speak more than a handful of words.
I stood on my tiptoes and hugged Marcello. “Good luck.”
He lifted my feet off the ground as I tightened my grip around his neck and kissed his cheek, leaving red lipstick behind. His fingers trailed over the black yoga pants and dug into my ass.
Now that I had regular meals, my body was filling out. I was bone-thin until the Salvatore brothers and my grandfather started feeding me. Now, I could rock a pair of pants or wear a dress without it falling off my frail hips.
I was almost a D cup and had gone through two cup sizes since moving to Devil’s Creek. My mom and grandmother had big boobs, and now so did I.
Marcello hugged me back. “Thanks, Princess.”
I loved being Marcello’s Princess. My body lit up whenever Damian called me his Pet. I secretly craved when Bastian whispered my sweet Cherry in my ear. And I lived for those rare moments when Luca called me Drea.
I loved being wanted by them.
