When Bastian sees I’m behind him, he shakes his head and lets out a rueful chuckle. “I merely wanted to know if you’d like notes for all my classes you’ve missed. You do, after all, have a GPA to maintain. Or have you forgotten the stipulations of your grant?”
“Funny you should mention that,” I hiss, charging up to him until there’s barely a foot of space between us.
His height should intimidate me.
It doesn’t.
The way his brown eyes darken to black and lose all warmth, that should scare me.
Nope.
I’m so angry at Kai, I want to rip his throat out with my bare teeth. The fact that he was there when Bastian slipped into my room and used my limp body like a fleshlight is one thing. But telling me he didn’t stop himon purpose?
One should, however, not dwell on the past.
It’s literally the only way I’ve survived to this ripe old age.
I won’t ever give Kai the satisfaction of knowing that I’mgladhe was there.
He doesn’t deserve it, not after what he did.
But staring up at Bastian now, knowing there’s indisputable proof that he’s a monster, turns my backbone to pure steel.
“Are one of thosestipulationsthat you can fuck me whenever you want, whether I’m awake or not?”
He doesn’t even pause to consult with his conscience—probably because he was born without one.
“Wherever I want. Whenever I want. Even when you’re too far gone to beg or fight or come.”
I manage an incredulous splutter, but he just keeps going.
“Your holes waived their veto rights when you signed on the dotted line.” He turns his head away to laugh, adding a murmured, “Conscious or comatose, you belong to me now, girl.”
Icy outrage floods through my nerve endings.
I don’t even realize I’m swinging my arm until my palm connects with Bastian’s cheek, throwing his head to the side almost as soon as he faces me again.
The crack of flesh meeting flesh sends heat and pain up my arm, but I embrace it, savoring it almost as much as the tiny millisecond of shock I see in his eyes.
Which he instantly smothers with a condescending smirk and a low rasp of utter filth.
“Nothing gets my dick harder than a pet who thinks they can say no.”
I let out a strangled laugh. “Kai’s right. Youarea fucking psycho.”
He has the nerve to look smug.
Smug.
“A psycho who can’t wait to force every inch of my cock past your kicking legs while you scream for me to stop,” he murmurs. “A psycho who’ll breed your tight little pussy until you’re begging me to break you. A psycho who’s so obsessed with you, I jerk off every day to the thought of making your virgin ass bleed for my cock.”
Something inside me cracks open, releasing the dark, hungry beast that’s been clawing to get out.
My body floods with adrenaline…and savage need.
I try to fight it. I do.
But I’m not strong enough to resist. Not strong enough to survive.
