“No? Kill hasn’t spilled all our dirty little secrets?”
“No.”
“He hasn’t told you about the innocent blood spilled or the countless sins covered up since he joined the fraternity? We are the Lords of Stonewall University, and it’s about time you understood that.” He clucked his teeth. “Your boy Killian is a pretty fucked-up guy. He’s done it all, no questions asked. Everyone thinks I’m the bad one, but he’s right, he’s much worse.”
“You don’t know anything about him,” I rasped out.
Sebastian scoffed, but somehow, his hold loosened an inch. A click-click sounded, and warm light spilled across the devil’s face. He held a lighter up between us, the flickering flame highlighting that sinister smile. I dragged in a breath of much-needed air as he moved to light a torch beside the table I was sprawled across. The faint light illuminated the chamber just enough to reveal the rough-hewn stone walls.
Where the hell was I, some underground catacomb?
“Enough talking. We don’t have much time.” Icy fingers materialized at the waistband of my jeans.
I struggled and squirmed, doing everything in my power to wriggle free of his nauseating touch. His fingers clamped around the button of my jeans. “No! Don’t!”
“Relax, Alexis. It’ll only be more unpleasant for you if you fight.”
“Don’t fucking touch me!” Screams tore out of my throat, despite his constricting grasp.
I felt him move an instant before his heavy weight descended over me.
Please, no.
His thighs clenched around mine, locking me in place. I screamed again and again. How far underground were we? There had to be someone who’d hear me.
“Killian!” I cried.
A sinister chuckle echoed over me. “Sorry, sweetheart, no one can hear you down here. By all means, scream all you want though. I like it when they put up a good fight.” Something hard pressed between my legs, and bile oozed up my throat.
The scent of scotch and cigars infiltrated my nostrils. Leather. Icy air conditioning. Darkness edged into the corners. No, I wouldn’t let him win. Not this time.
Shoving the grisly thoughts of the past to the furthest recesses of my mind, I growled, “Killian’s going to rip your dick off when he gets here.”
“You’re probably right. The guy is genuinely obsessed with you. Who knows? Maybe he is still in love with you after all these years. Though I truly doubt that man is capable of love.” He reached into his pocket, and the glimmer of a blade flashed through the dark room. “Which is exactly why I brought this. If my little bro puts up a fight, you’ll both be leaving in body bags.”
“I’ll claw your eyes out before I let you hurt him,” I hissed.
A burst of wild laughter echoed across the space. “That’s cute, Alexis.” Sebastian crawled down my body and dragged my sweatpants and panties down to my ankles.
“No! NO!” I shrieked, squeezing my thighs together and fighting like all hell to buck him off.
The whine of a zipper sent panic through my bloodstream.
Oh, God, please no.
He yanked out his cock, and I froze. This wasn’t happening. No. I refused to let this happen again. I shoved back the fear and did the only thing I could think of.
A manic giggle burst from my lips.
Sebastian froze, his light brows slamming together as he regarded me, a deep crimson bleeding across his cheeks.
“Oh, my gawd, you’re so small!” I laughed again, forced fits of the giggles cramping my stomach. “You know, I’d heard rumors, but I didn’t think they were true. I mean, you’re a big guy and?—”
A sharp sting lanced across my cheek, and I barely bit back another scream.
“Shut your mouth, you whore.”
I only laughed harder, this time true hysteria setting in, the wild cackles echoing through the huge empty chamber. “It’s tiny. Like so small! It’s like a little baby’s. I don’t think I’d even feel you after Killian’s impressive cock.”
