He smirked while using his hand holding the glass to open my mouth. Bourbon splashed onto my face before dripping down me.
My jaw fell slack, opening my mouth, and he poured the bourbon down my throat. From my position, I couldn’t easily swallow. His grin twisted into something more sinister as I choked, fighting to drag my head back up.
He tapped my cheek condescendingly before releasing me.
I tipped my head forward, forcing down the liquor and gagging as I swallowed it.
His body still felt warm behind me as he trailed his fingers across my jaw. “Your Initiation is Friday night. You’ll skip your classes, and someone will collect you in the morning.”
I jerked back when he pulled my chair out, turning it, and dropped to his knees in front of me.
I whimpered when he skimmed his hand up my leg. I was suddenly grateful I’d swapped my skirt for pants earlier. He didn’t stop until his hand rested over my mound. He made a petting motion, gently caressing me through my jeans.
A thousand sensations vibrated through me.
Some feelings I’d never experienced before.
A deep craving spread through my insides.
I suddenly felt hot. So hot.
As he massaged me between my legs, I’d never felt so full but empty down there.
This man was driving me to the brink of insanity.
It had to be the liquor he’d poured down my throat.
“Don’t fail your Initiation,” he told me, teasing my clit through my jeans.
I had to bite into my lip to stop myself from begging him to take off my jeans to feel his touch more intimately.
Enzo was the evil I’d been blamed for being all my life.
He suddenly stood, his face now serious, and offered me his hand. I took it and allowed him to lift me to my feet. The moment he had me in his grasp, he swung me around and shoved me against the wall.
My hand smacked into it, and I moaned at the feel of his hard cock pressing into my ass.
He swept my hair from my shoulder, his lips brushing my earlobe. “You either survive Initiation or you don’t make it out alive.” He sucked on the skin beneath my jaw. “You’ve learned too many of our secrets. Be strong to become my Fawn, Blair. Your life depends on it.”
After leaving wherever the hell we had gone, Enzo led me back into the woods. This time, he at least waited as I walked away from him so I wasn’t alone.
He propped his back against a tree and told me to go straight back to my dorm. At first, I thought it was another one of his games, like he’d try hunting me on my way back. He didn’t.
During my walk back, I knew one thing for certain: I’d get through this year, stay strong, and not end up like Enzo’s previous Fawns.
All I had to do was survive this year.
I entered the university and prayed Arisono wouldn’t suddenly appear like a ghost to deliver another strike. My body loosened when she didn’t.
My mind was still a cluttered mess, so I decided to stop at the library to clear it.
I turned the corner and collided with someone. That someone reached out as I stumbled backward and grabbed my elbow to stop me from falling to my knees.
His deep voice rumbled, “Blair.”
I pulled from his grasp as my attention darted forward. Immediate distaste flooded my mouth as I locked eyes with someone I didn’t trust.
“What are you doing here?” I asked my stepfather.
