My eyes close, fear and pleasure combining, until I can’t hold on anymore. I cry out softly, coming all over Soren’s cock as he slams into me roughly, holding me there while his cum fills me entirely, dripping down my thighs.
“Answer him,” Soren says, keeping his cock inside of me and kissing the underside of my jaw. “Now.”
“I’ll be right there, Damien! I’m just looking for a book.”
My voice is shaky, and I can barely get the words out properly. My body’s trembling, the aftershocks of the orgasm coursing through me. I take a deep breath, but Soren’s still not pulling out of me. He pushes into me again, ensuring his cum stays inside me.
“Do you need any help?”
“No!” I respond immediately, voice cracking. I clear my throat, hitting Soren’s shoulder. He rolls his eyes, then slowly pulls out of me, my inner thighs messy, sticky, and leaking both our juices. “I’ll be right there!”
When I hear Damien’s footsteps retreating, a sigh of relief slips from me. Soren fixes himself, then glances at me with a smirk.
“You should probably go. But keep in mind what I told you, Princess.”
THIRTY
It’s almost too late by the time Sophia leaves the library. I did overhear her phone call, and she’s heading to Grace’s dorm for a while, which gives me some time to deal with this nonsense. I’m outside of the main building, leaning against the pillar, with a dark hoodie covering my face.
The motherfucker exits the academy after what seems to be an eternity. There’s a small smirk on his lips as he walks, and he doesn’t notice me immediately. He’s strolling toward the boy’s dormitory, and I slowly walk behind him, making sure my steps are slow and as silent as possible.
The entire property is filled with security cameras; however, there are a couple of blind spots that I’ve memorized over the years, and who would’ve thought they’d come in handy? With a chuckle, my hand reaches for the nape of his neck, shoving him into the small passage between the two main entrances of the dormitory. The space is rather small, and it barely fits the two of us. However, it’s safe enough for me to be quick and to getthis over with once and for all. After tonight, if the motherfucker has the balls to even look at Sophia again, it just means I’ll have to make sure he disappears for good.
“What the fuck?” He yells out, and I slam his body against the concrete wall, coming to stop right behind him.
“You and I are due for a little chat, aren’t we, Damien?”
I release the grip on his neck only a little, enough for him to turn his head to the side and look at me. His brows narrow, pure confusion washing over him. Slowly, it morphs into realization, and he stills for a brief moment. My other hand grips his wrists, pinning them behind his back in a vice-tight grip. He wiggles against me, trying to break free, but it’s useless. I’m way stronger, I’ve been training for years. He’s too pathetic, too weak.
“What do you want?” He asks, biting the words out.
Suddenly, I’m overwhelmed by a sheer amount of rage. It’s been building inside of me for quite some time now. Half of it is the shit I’ve been through with Sophia recently, the other half is the fact that his motherfucker dared to touch what belongs to me.
“I want a lot of things,” I say, my words dripping with venom. “First and foremost, this is a warning, Damien.”
He blinks, taken aback. “A warning? What for?”
I lean in, whispering in his ear. It’s a low, menacing hiss that ensures my words come out as a threat, something a little wuss like himself cannot ignore. “You will never, ever touch Sophia again,” I keep my voice calm, though the hint of anger manages to slip into the tune. “If you so much as look at her again, I will become your worst nightmare.”
Damien’s jaw clenches, and I suddenly spin him around. I grip his throat, and slam him against the concrete. The sound of his headcracking against the wall reaches my ear, and the pleasant sound of his painful groaning makes something akin to excitement flutter in my chest.
“You don’t own her,” he grits out.
That just pisses me the fuck off. The rage blinds me, and I follow through with the threat. My hand grasps his fingers, his index and middle finger, then bends them backwards until I hear his bones snapping. Damien screams in pain, and I cover his mouth with my hand. I’d love nothing more than to revel in the agony I’m inflicting, but I don’t want to risk getting caught before I’m done with him.
He’s too shocked to even try to defend himself, which tells me a lot. He’s just like most of the people within the academy – spoiled, entitled, and shielded. Unfortunately for him, his incompetence, and his weakness have come to bite him back in the ass.
“You fucker,” he grits out, and takes me by pleasant surprise when he tries to swing his good hand at me, fisting it, and aims for my nose. I avoid it with ease, and he stumbles forward a little. “You’re fucking insane!”
“Oh, you don’t even know the half of it,” I laugh. “You’re about to find out, though.” That’s when I finally let myself loose. I slam my fist in his nose, then grab him by the collar, slamming him back against the wall. He groans in pain, and I don’t stop there. I grab another finger, bending it until it breaks, relishing in the pain on his face. Fuck, this feels so good. “This is only your warning, Damien,” I promise through gritted teeth. “Next time, I’ll do far, far worse. Stay. The. Fuck. Away. From. Sophia.”
He groans in pain, and I knee him in the crotch, watching as hefalls down. I’m not satisfied quite yet, after all, I’ve only broken five of his fingers. There are five more to go, and I’d like nothing more than to move to his legs next, but I don’t get the chance as I hear voices coming from nearby. With a sigh, I kick his face while he’s lying down, and run my fingers through my hair, trying to calm myself down.
“I’ll have to cut this short, Damien. But you get the message, don’t you?” The bastard looks up at me with hatred in his eyes, his nose bloody, and his lip split. I grin in response, and turn around, walking away and leaving him to rot.
???
Sophia’s room is as girly and as pink as it could possibly get. It’s not the first time I’ve been in here, of course, though she doesn’t know about the times I’ve watched her sleep, or snuck in to steal her lingerie to jerk off with.
