Forty-Six
Bianca
T he music pounded out around us as we entered the dance. Vincent’s arm was around my waist, and Dominic and Levin flanked us.
“It’s pretty.” I gazed around, taking in all the twinkling lights and cloud decorations the committee had put together. It was definitely a step up from the dances at my old high school. This one looked like a high budget set for a teen flick.
Vincent gave me a squeeze and placed a quick kiss on my temple before Dominic led the way to a table situated off to the side in a dark corner.
When we got there, instead of me sitting on my own, Dominic snagged my hand and pulled me down onto his lap, nuzzling his face against my neck.
Vincent looked put out for a moment, but he quickly turned his attention to Levin who’d been sulking since we’d gotten naked earlier in the night.
He blew so hot and cold, it drove me nuts.
I watched as Vincent leaned in and said something to Levin that made him grunt and shake his head.
“Attention on me,” Dominic commanded softly in my ear, steering my focus back to him.
“It’s not always about you,” I said as he kissed along my neck. Goosebumps scattered along my skin.
“It is when I say it is, wasp.”
“That’s not a very sweet nickname.” I shifted, his erection digging into my hip.
“The queen wasp is protected by her males.” His lips skimmed along my jaw. “Wasps are used in pest control and have unlimited stinging power.”
“Is this supposed to be dirty talk?” I let out a soft laugh. I felt his smile in his kiss.
“Maybe. Does it turn you on?” His hand trailed up the slit in my skirt and caressed my bare thigh.
“Maybe,” I said, breathlessly as his hand moved higher. Would he really touch me now? Here?
“Did you have fun with Vincent and Levin earlier?”
“Yes.”
His fingers skimmed the edge of my panties. “Did you come for them?”
I nodded, swallowing hard.
“Use your words.”
“Yes.” I breathed out.
“I’m sorry I wasn’t there.”
“Really?”
“Mhm. I’d have fucked your tight little ass while Vincent buried himself in your drenched pussy. You would’ve sucked Levin’s cock until you choked on his come.
My breath hitched as he slipped his finger under my underwear and rubbed my clit. I clung to him, hoping no one saw us. It was a dark corner, and everyone was dancing. I had my doubts anyone would be brave enough to approach Dom and tell him to stop.
“I don’t want anyone to see,” I managed to rasp as a swarm of butterflies took flight in my guts.
“Then come quickly for me.” He rubbed me faster, making my breath come out in gasps.
I locked eyes with Levin, who stared back at me as Vincent engaged him in conversation. Sadness stared back at me. I couldn’t bear the look on his face, so I swiveled my attention to Vincent. He leaned back and leveled his eyes on me, licking his lips.
Shit . I wanted to come so bad. A stuttered gasp left my lips as Dominic pushed a finger into my depths, his thumb still working miracles on my clit. I wanted to ride his hand so much I was shaking from the effort of holding myself back.
“Do you need some help, baby B?” Vincent eased forward.
I nodded, unable to speak.
He smirked and pressed his lips to mine. I melted into the kiss as Dominic worked me faster.
“Come on Dom’s hand, beautiful,” Vincent said breathlessly. “Be a good girl and give him what he wants.” He nipped my bottom lip.
I whimpered against his lips before he kissed me again, Dominic knuckle deep in my pussy. With one final flick of his thumb, I crashed over the ledge, my release making me moan into Vincent’s mouth.
Vincent continued to kiss me through the waves of euphoria as Dominic coaxed the remainder of it from my body. When Dom was done, he removed his fingers from between my legs.
“Show Dom how grateful you are,” Vincent said, pulling away from me.
I swallowed and turned to Dom. He moved his finger to my lips and rubbed the dampness against them.
“Open,” he commanded softly, his green eyes glinting in the strobing lights from the dance.
I did as I was told. When he slid his finger into my mouth, I sucked on it, tasting myself.
His eyes darkened, and his lips parted as I cleaned his finger with my mouth.
I cleaned his thumb next. When I was done, he pulled his thumb free and ran it along my bottom lip for a moment.
There was so much heat in his eyes, it sent a shiver through my body.
A soft gasp slipped from my lips as he took hold of my chin roughly.
“Who do you belong to?”
“You. The kings,” I said thickly.
“Swear it?”
“I swear it.”
“No lords? Not ever?”
My mind drifted to Fallon. My heart ached.
If Dominic ever found out, he’d kill me and Fallon.
I didn’t want to lie. God, I didn’t. But I’d already swore nothing happened before.
The fear of losing my kings sent my heart into a downward spiral.
I’d already lost Fallon. I couldn’t lose Dominic, Vincent, and Levin. Not now. Not ever.
“N-No.”
“If you’re lying. . .” his voice trailed off.
My bottom lip trembled. I knew what he meant. I needed to tell him. Maybe if I came clean, he’d show mercy.
“Dom—”
“Dominic,” a female called out.
He didn’t tear his gaze from mine, but he did answer her. “What the fuck do you want?”
I made to look at the girl talking to him, but he forced my attention back to him.
“Me, wasp. Don’t look away.”
I nodded, my lips parted. His gaze lingered on me for a second before he turned his attention to Stella, the girl in question.
“I asked what the fuck you wanted.”
“We need to talk.”
I tried to steady my breathing. The last time she and Dominic talked had pissed me off. This time wouldn’t yield different results. He tightened his hold on me, his hand falling away from my face and moving to my waist.
It took everything I had to keep my attention on him instead of lashing out and clawing off Stella’s face. I buried my face in his neck so the temptation to shoot off his lap could be tamped down.
“What did I tell you last time?” Dominic’s voice held a note of irritation.
“You said to come to you when I had better information. I have it. We need to talk.”
I had to hand it to the bitch. She didn’t waver as she addressed him.
He was silent for a beat before he spoke, “Meet me in the men’s bathroom in five minutes.”
The conversation ended without a word from her.
“Dominic—” I started, anger surging through me. I didn’t want him alone with her.
He’d bitched to me about lords, but there he was, going to meet with one of their whores.
He pressed a finger to my lips. “Shh. I’ll only be a minute. Stay with Levin. Under no circumstances do you leave his side. Do you understand?”
“But I don’t want you to—"
He rested his forehead against mine. “I promise, it’s just talking. I need you to stay with Levin. Do you understand, Bianca? It’s dangerous tonight.”
I swallowed hard. Fallon had told me to stay away from the dance. Everything within me realized that Dominic knew why. I’d gone anyway and assured myself they’d protect me. Now Dominic was leaving with Vincent, apparently, to go have as secret squirrel meeting with Stella.
“I said, do you understand ?”
“Yes,” I whispered.
He hesitated for a second before pressing a fierce kiss to my forehead. “I’ll be back.”
He set me on my feet and handed me off to Levin who stood beside him.
“Watch her,” Dom commanded before nodding for Vincent to follow him.
Vincent gave my hand a squeeze before leaving with Dominic.
I looked up at Levin. “Do you know what’s going on?”
He didn’t answer, opting to stare at some point over my head. I huffed out a breath, annoyed at him.
“Do you at least want to dance or something?”
“Sit,” he grunted, pointing to the chair Dominic had been in.
I flopped down, pissed off, and stared out at the sea of students dancing and having a good time. Two songs had gone by before Aubrey approached.
“Hey,” she called out, looking stunning in her sparkly, purple dress. The neckline plunged low. I knew it had taken a lot of bravery for her to wear it.
“Hey.”
“Want to come dance with us? Emy is here.” She glanced from me to Levin then back at me, a nervous smile on her face.
“No,” Levin answered for me before I could open my mouth. “Leave.”
“Hey—” I was ready to tear into him.
“It’s cool. Later, right, Bianca?” Aubrey’s smile faltered before she tucked tail and rushed off.
I swiveled to glare at Levin. “You asshole. What’s your problem? It’s just a stupid dance—”
“If it’s a stupid dance, then what does it matter if you do it?” He stared back at me impassively.
“You’re such a dick, Levin.”
He said nothing, opting to stare over my head again. I knew he’d shut down, so I crossed my arms over my chest and glared out at everyone having fun. Three songs passed before I felt a warm hand on my thigh. I turned to Levin as he leaned in.
“I’ll dance with you.”
Surprised, I widened my eyes at him. But I was a stubborn asshole too. “No thanks.”
“I wasn’t requesting it,” he said, standing and taking my hand. He pulled me to my feet and led me to the dance floor before wrapping his arms around my waist.
We looked ridiculous out there with him touching me and me standing there with my arms by my sides, so I sighed and gave in. I placed my hands on his chest and looked up at him.
“What’s your problem?”
“You.”
“ Me ? How am I your problem? Honestly, Levin, you blow so hot and cold, you’re making me sick.
I’m so tired of everything. One minute you make me think you want me because you’re kissing me and pushing your cock into my mouth.
The next you’re sulking in a corner, giving me the damn silent treatment.
How about you get your shit together and tell me what you want? ” I scowled up at him.
A muscle thrummed along his jaw for a moment. “I want you to be fucking safe, Bianca. You’re not safe here, OK?”
“Why do you care if I’m safe,” I asked bitterly.
“Because I lov… because I care, OK?”
My heart skipped at his words.
“This is so fucked up,” he grumbled, closing his eyes. “Look. Shit’s about to hit the fan. I need you to leave.”
“What?” I stared up at him, confused. “Dominic said to stay—”
“I know what the fuck he said,” he snapped.
“But I’m telling you to go. I’m telling you to run and not look back.
Fuck finding your old man. Fuck saving your mom.
Fuck caring about us . Just run. We’re only going to hurt you.
” He grew quiet for a moment. “You’re only going to hurt me.
I-I need you to leave. I need it more than my next breath. ”
I crinkled my brows. “What’s going on, Levin? Tell me. Please—”
“You know I can’t stand you, right?”
My breath caught in my throat, pain making it hard to breathe.
“Yeah. I had a deal with Vincent. See which one of us could fuck you first since you let Dom in so easily. You played hard to get with us.” Cruelty leaked from his mouth.
“It was fun, but Vincent won. You were just a game, bumblebee. We started to catch some feelings, so we decided we’d fuck around behind your back.
Now, it’s time for you to go because you’ve worn out your welcome.
“You’re lying,” I whispered, nausea snaking through my insides as tears stung my eyes. “Y-you said you care about me. Earlier we—”
He shrugged. “It’s because of my feelings—their feelings—that you need to go.
You’re ruining our way of life. And I’m not lying about other women.
Dom had his dick sucked tonight by some other chick.
He came in her mouth. That’s why he was late.
Ask him. And right now? He’s fucking Stella with Vincent just to mess with Ivanov some more.
No one gives a shit about you. It’s nice to have someone around to suck our cocks and fuck us whenever we want. ”
I swallowed, my bottom lip quivering. Levin’s hand moved to the strap on my dress. He pushed it aside and traced the burn scar Hail had given me.
“You’re disgusting and marked by a lord. No king will want you beyond their bed. You’re just a whore to us."
My heart ached. I shoved away from him, my chest heaving.
“I hate you,” I choked out.
“Good,” he answered softly, his expression one of pain. It didn’t belong on his face. It had no business being there after what he just said. “Now fucking leave, Bianca. Leave Bolten before worse happens to you.”
I backed away from him before spinning on my heel and rushing away, not bothering to look where I was going or who I was bumping into.
Levin would get his wish.
Fuck Bolten, and fuck the kings.