Chapter 15
Delilah
The rest of the day is good and passes uneventfully. I spend lunch in Dean’s room since Coal wasn’t around at all, and I’m so relaxed I almost fall asleep on the couch. By the end of the day, I’m not dreading combat as much as before.
As soon as I step in the gym door, though, I see Coal, who looks seriously pissed.
His eyes flash to a glowing blue, and he stalks toward me, looking ready to rip my throat out.
Coal grabs my hand, drags me toward the back of the gym, and to the locker rooms. He hands me a stack of clothes and tells me to change into a t-shirt and gym shorts.
He doesn’t say anything else, and it makes me nervous.
Once I’m changed, he has me walking on a treadmill, and I’m relieved. I assumed he would make me run again.
I glance warily in Coal’s direction. He’s staring at me with fire in his eyes, and I flinch at the hatred I see.
I look away and try to focus on walking.
I’m not paying much attention to my surroundings until Coal is in front of my machine. I look around the room for Dean but don’t see him, and my heart starts to race.
“Your protector isn’t here right now. He had to step out. Tell me, flower, why do you smell like Dean fucked you? Like cum and arousal?” he growls, pulling me off my machine. I yelp as I almost twist my ankle.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about…” I decide to play dumb and wonder if he’s talked to Quil yet since he only mentioned Dean. Surely he must have scented me on Quil.
“Don’t lie to me. I know what you smell like when you’re wet. I can smell your pussy from across the room. Did you fuck him?” His voice is level and calm. Fuck. He’s angry, and I’m in so much trouble. But something inside me pushes me to fight back, despite my fear.
I turn to Coal, lean into him, and whisper in his ear, “I sucked his dick in the shower while he washed your scent off of me…” I keep my hands on his chest and look up into his eyes.
Something has changed with him. Why does he threaten me, but never actually do any real damage?
“The cum you smell is from Quil going down on me, and then jacking off until he came on me before homeroom, though. Maybe you should ask your best friend why he ate my pussy but didn’t tell you about it.
Or did he tell you all about the dirty things he growled in my ear? ”
Coal snarls, long and low. It sends a shiver of desire down my spine. I look at his face, and his eyes are closed. I can feel his hardness pressing into me.
Well, now I’m fucking confused. Why isn’t he destroying me, like he always promises? Why isn’t he bruising me once more? Marking me?
“It’s taking everything in me not to drop you to your knees and fuck you right now, Delilah.” He pushes away from me and storms out of the gym, just as Dean walks back in.
I’m standing there, staring at Coal’s retreating back, panting. My red lace panties are now soaked. This is getting ridiculous.
“You okay?” Dean asks, looking as confused as I feel, and I just nod. These Wolves are changing the rules to a game I still don’t know how to play.
The next few days are calm, but I can’t help but feel like it is the calm before the storm.
There’s a tension in the air, and I don’t know what the fuck is going on with Coal or Quil.
Today is the first day I’ve seen either of them.
In our first class, they didn’t even glance my way, but now, as I follow Coal into the dining hall, he’s fuming.
On Monday evening, Matteo met me at Dean’s room. When I tried to tell him what his best friend and I had been doing earlier that day, he’d waved it off with a shy smile.
I spent Thursday night in my dorm talking about some Human gossip with Genny. I wanted some girl time after all the testosterone overwhelming me this past week. Dean was bummed but told me not to worry about needing space.
Now it’s Friday afternoon and the beginning of my weekend with Coal. Three straight days of Coal, and probably Quil as well, since they are typically a package deal.
“Grab my food,” Coal grumbles, and storms off heading to a table where I can see his asshole friends in the pack are sitting. As soon as he sits down, I sneer.
Jessica Harris, the bitch that knocked me out and then dumped me in the woods, welcomes Coal with open arms. She hops into his lap as soon as he sits, and I’m overcome with the urge to stab her eyeballs out with a plastic spork.
Hmm. That's new. Usually, Coal is the one I fantasize about murdering. The bastard.
Matteo looks disgusted, but he’s already gotten his food and is walking out. He winks at me, before walking out the double doors, most likely headed for Dean’s room. Lucky bastard.
Quil glares at her like she’s his next murder victim, and when she purposefully wiggles in Coal’s lap so that her skirt slides up her thighs, I roll my eyes.
Quil sneers, much like I just did, and looks seriously repulsed.
Coal looks over at his best friend, smirking.
This not only annoys the shit out of me, but it sets Quil off as well.
The Beta starts to growl as I grab Coal’s food and march over to him.
As I get closer, Quil notices me, and the rumble in his chest makes my core clench.
Twisted bitch. I tell my apparently desperate vag.
I can’t help but think about all the dirty words Quil whispered when he jacked off.
I guess he doesn’t want to share Coal with Jessica. I wonder if Coal knows that.
Now that I’m standing behind the men, the scent of Jessica’s stinky perfume makes me dizzy in a way that has me feeling like I’ll vomit. Maybe that's the real reason Quil is bothered. She smells like she rolled around in old lady clothes, and then sprayed herself with peanut butter.
Quil snaps his teeth at Jessica, and when she flinches, Coal shoves her off his lap. She quickly recovers, giving both men an angry look. I fight back a smirk, but quickly wipe it away when I notice Quil grinning.
No matter how badly I want to deny it, something inside me pushes me toward desire, rather than pure hatred, when it comes to these men.
The two are at war inside me at all times.
The fact that his mistreatment of Jessica brings me joy is annoying.
Especially when Quil and I seem to agree on the subject.
“Jealous?” I hear Coal whisper as I set his tray of food down. I snap my head to the side, but he’s looking at Quil, not me. Oh. Quil ignores us both, though.
“Sit,” Coal demands, causing me to flinch, when I try to back away from them.
I’d rather sit in a pit of spiders than at this table.
I move to sit next to him, between him and Quil, but he stops me.
“No. Here,” he instructs, motioning to his lap, and the exact place he just shoved the she-Wolf off of.
“What?” I gasp, making Quil chuckle. I narrow my eyes at the Beta; where’s that jealousy from a moment ago?
If he threw another fit, surely Coal would shove me away as well?
Instead, the cocky fuck lifts his brow, watching me carefully.
He licks his lips slowly. Suggestively. The spark in his eyes makes it clear he’s thinking about eating me out.
“Now. Or I’ll punish you right here in the middle of the lunchroom.” His voice is harsh and demanding, and my pulse jumps. He’s clearly pissed about something and taking it out on me. “Do I need to have Quil bend you over?”
If I disobey him right now, his punishment will be embarrassing and humiliating. We’re surrounded by all of his people. He’s always more aggressive around them, like he has to put a show on for them. Like he needs others to know he despises me.
“Just break her arms or something, so we can go back to my dorm before class.” I hear Jessica’s snide voice behind me, and I take a couple of steps closer to Coal.
Sure, he hates me and makes my life hell, but I’m probably less likely to end up dead with him.
He won’t let her hurt me. He likes to be the one tormenting me or watching his best friend do it.
“Fuck off, Jessica,” Coal snaps, not even looking at her.
I’m close enough for him to pull me into his lap now, and I don’t fight it when he tugs me down.
I keep my hands on my thighs, and my back rigid.
I don't want any more of my body touching him than it has to. I don’t miss how his firm leg feels under my ass, or that Quil scoots closer beside me.
My legs are too short to touch the floor between Coal’s spread thighs, so he adjusts me, scooting me closer to his body.
One arm is wrapped around my back, gripping my hip, and the other is holding my thigh tightly.
I tug on my skirt, so I’m not showing so much skin. I don’t want to flash Coal or anyone else at this table, but Coal swats my hand away. I nearly swat him back, before I remember my place. He notices, leaning in to whisper in my ear. I jolt when he drags his teeth over my lobe, whispering.
“Good girl.” His quiet voice sends shivers down my body and straight between my thighs.
“Feed me,” Coal demands. I look down at the tray of food and sigh. Why he insists on things like this, I will never understand. What does my hand feeding him prove? That he’s a toddler who can’t feed himself? I have to resist the urge to smirk at that thought.
I pick up the fork and try to stab a grape when Coal pinches my side painfully, making me jump.
Fuck.
I shift in his lap and snap my head around to stare at him.
I can feel the fucker’s dick getting hard under my ass, and I refrain from wiggling.
It’ll only make his dick harder, and I’m doing my best to ignore my body's reaction to him, not make it worse. If my scent gives me away, I’ll be so pissed.
“What?” I ask, with more sass than is usually allowed.
I stare at his lips, careful not to meet his eyes, but this really isn’t helping my body's reaction to him. I can’t help but wonder what it might feel like to bite that lip between my teeth…
If he hadn’t stormed away, would he have been the one kneeling in front of me that day?
“No fork.”
I grind my teeth but do as he says, picking up the green grape with my fingers, and bring it to his mouth.
He doesn’t open up until the grape is touching his lower lip.
Before I can shove the fucking thing down his throat and pull my hand back, he grabs my wrist and holds my hand in place as he bites my fucking fingers.
Not hard, but enough that my core clenches, as he drags his teeth over them.
Why the fuck is that so erotic? He pushes one finger back in, this time, sucking it, and swirling his tongue around.
My breath catches, and beside me, Quil grunts.
Are they both imagining my finger is Quil’s cock? Or is that just me…
My stupid body is seriously twisted. I can tell it’s turning him on.
I can feel just how hard he is now. I shift my weight, trying to move my ass away from his dick, but he holds me tighter to him.
The tight grip on my hip only excites me more.
As I picture the tight grip Quil had on Coal’s hips in the forest…
I bite my lip as I try to pull my finger out of his mouth.
He bites down harder, causing me to flinch at the pain.
“More,” he says, releasing me finally. As I reach for another grape, he swipes the hair off my shoulder, and whispers in my ear.
“You’ll be in my dorm tonight, flower.” He bites my fucking neck so hard and suddenly that the gasp that escapes me can’t be stopped.
“You like it when I punish you, don’t you? ”
“No…” I protest, keeping my voice low. I won’t admit to anything. Even if he can see the lie in my face as I say it.
Someone wraps my hair around their fist, and I’m wrenched out of Coal's lap and thrown to the ground. My cheek slams into the floor, and my ears start to ring.
Fuck. That hurt. Instant throbbing headache. At first, I thought it was Quil until he’s wrapping his arms around me and lifting me off the floor.
I miss whatever Jessica is yelling at me, as my vision sways. I can’t help but rest my head against Quil's chest.
“Are you fucking kidding me!” Jessica screeches, as the pounding in my skull turns my stomach. Quil’s strong sandalwood scent fills me, and I sigh just a bit. It’s soothing. Fuck, I guess I really hit the floor hard, if I find anything about Quil soothing.
“She is not your Avowed to abuse, Jessica. If I want her punished, I will do it myself. Touch my property again, and I will consider it a challenge,” Coal roars. “Come on,” he says to Quil. Ugh. I didn’t even get to eat, and I still have to go to Combat with a pounding in my brain. Fucking Jessica.
Fucking bullshit. She knows I had no fucking choice. I’m not a threat to her. How could I be? I’m a Human, we aren’t even equals. If she wants to be pissed at someone, she can be pissed at Coal. She can have him, for all I fucking care!
Liar.