His eyes flared, his knuckles turning white, as if he hadn’t expected me to know that.
Jokes on him, I suppose.
Evelyn smiled brightly, something like pride shining in her eyes. “Maybe I can show her what a true orgasm is like,” she hummed, lifting up her two fingers, placing them over her mouth, and running her tongue up slowly between them.
My entire body caught fire as I watched the motion, my thighs clenching. I remembered how Everett’s tongue had felt against my skin, but that? Nobody had ever done that to me before.
“Perhaps you both should warn her of the man following her before you take her to her new bedroom.”
Evelyn lowered her fingers, but I was still transfixed on her lips. Her soft lips, her lip gloss slightly smeared.
Because of me.
I did that to her. I had always found that hot in movies. When, after a make out session or good sex, the girl came away a little disheveled, her lipstick smeared or completely gone because of how passionate she had gotten with her lover.
This time, I had been the cause. I was the reason behind her slightly flushed cheeks, the reason she would need to put on another smear of gloss in a little bit. That was me.
I caught my lip between my teeth, my skin still vibrating with her touch. What would it be like, I wondered, to have Everett cinching the collar around my neck while Evelyn had her handbetween my thighs? What would it be like to have Everett fucking me like the dog he claimed I was while Evelyn was in front of me, kissing me, teasing me, sucking on my—
A hand wrapped around my upper arm, and I was suddenly jerked away from her. “You fucking broke her,” Everett seethed, his scent filling me.
Evelyn chuckled from behind me. “I just awakened something in her she didn’t realize she liked,” she hummed as he dragged me towards the house. “And look at you, acting exactly as I expected.”
I jerked at my arm. “Let go,” I snarled, trying to pull my arm from his vise-like grip. “Letgo!”
He dragged me up the steps and into the house, the smell of them everywhere. Vanilla and pine and expensive cologne. It smelled completely of them.
Of the people who were ruining my life.
I hopped onto one foot and slammed my foot into the back of his knee, causing myself to stumble but causing him to nearly collapse.
I laughed, proud of myself.
Everett spun on me, released my arm, and grabbed my legs instead.
I cried out as he flipped me over his shoulder and carried me down the hall.
I slammed my fists into his back, but he didn’t react. He couldn’t feel anything.
My eyes lifted, Evelyn following after us. “Be good, baby girl,” she cooed, her brown eyes filled with lust. “I’ll make it worth your while.”
My heart skipped a beat, my legs tightening.
Everett paused and looked over his shoulder only to spin around and speed up his walk.
We were through the bedroom door in seconds and the nextthing I knew I was flying to the bed.
I hit my back, my heart racing, my dress sliding up my legs.
The door slammed and Everett appeared above me, grabbing my throat and pulling me close, my lips instinctively parting, waiting for his.
God, I hated that.
“You want her so bad, fucking have her. And when she’s done with you, I’ll show you what it means to be owned.” He shoved me back in the bed and took a step back, my head racing. What was happening?
Evelyn appeared above me. Her jacket gone, her shoes gone.
She slipped my shoes and socks off, grabbed my hand and pulled me up. “Fuck, I’m so lucky to be paired with him,” she half moaned before her lips found mine.
