11. Harper
CHAPTER ELEVEN
HARPER
I’m not so sheltered that I’ve never heard about threesomes. But I’ve always assumed group sex was two guys taking a turn at the girl, not penetrating her at the same time.
The sight in front of me is foul. The first guy is lying on the ground, groaning as the girl rides him. He’s grabbing her hips, guiding her up and down. The second guy is behind her, thrusting into her ass.
I want to run and help the girl, because how can she be enjoying this? Have they forced her into it? She’s on display in front of a roomful of guys. The girl looks almost in pain. But just like that day I walked in on Felix in his father’s office, I can’t tear my eyes away.
The longer I watch, the more I realize the girl likes what they’re doing to her. The men aren’t degrading her. They’re worshiping her. I watch, sickly fascinated by the pleasure etched on each of their faces, along with the sounds.
There’s a hunger in her eyes as she rides the man beneath her.
He’s sucking her nipples. The girl moans, arching her back, which lets the guy from behind penetrate her deeper.
It’s such a private moment that I shouldn’t be a part of.
No one, other than the three of them should be a part of it.
But at the same time, I don’t want to look away.
My mind is racing. I know Felix has a reputation for hosting outrageous parties, but this... this is something else entirely. I never imagined something like this could happen or that people would want to watch it.
That I would want to watch it.
I’m mesmerized by how all three of them move together, giving each other pleasure.
With the red neon light cast upon their silhouettes, there’s something artistic about the sex.
The group is working hard, glistening with sweat—the men especially, their muscles straining under the exertion they put forth to please her.
The girl is pretty. So innocent looking, clashing with the depraved act she’s participating in.
My clit aches, watching the scene. I don’t want to admit it, but I know I’ll touch myself later tonight over this threesome. I’ll imagine I’m the girl, riding Tyler and that Felix is taking me from behind.
It makes me wonder who these three people are to each other? Complete strangers? Or is the girl as tightly bound to the two men as I am to Tyler and Felix?
A wave of envy washes over me, that I’ll never experience the connection the three of them are sharing because Felix ruined everything between us.
I cringe the thought away. I am so unbelievably fucked up for thinking such things. This display in front of me is not normal sex. Normal people don’t do this.
Any disgust I feel is replaced with intrigue when the girl cries out that she’s about to come.
The cheering grows louder. The two men work faster, the guy beneath her shouting out a string of vulgar curses.
His muscles stiffen, which makes me wonder if he’s about to come inside her.
Meanwhile, the guy behind her is still pounding into her ass, his whole length disappearing inside her with each thrust.
Ecstasy is written across the girl’s face as she hits her peak, each spectator roaring louder.
Seconds later, the two guys let go of their control and groan as they spill inside her.
The girl’s moans grow more desperate as all three of them share such an intense connection, made even more intense by performing for a crowd.
Jesus.
It’s a sight I never want to forget.
I clench my legs, feeling a rush of pleasure course through me that I know can’t compare to what those three people just felt.
“See something you like?” someone whispers into my ear from behind.
It takes me all of one second to recognize Felix’s sly voice. I spin around, hot in the face over how I was just fantasizing about recreating this scene with him and Tyler.
The room is packed full. Someone bumps into my back, pushing me against Felix’s chest. He steadies me with an arm around my waist. Without meaning to, memories flood me of the day I saw Felix having sex. I imagine it now, but that he’s coming because of me.
Felix studies my face for a long moment, his hooded gaze lingering on my mouth before settling on my eyes. Amusement twitches his lips. “I was taunting you, Red. But you actually did like it. You have a kink for watching people have sex.”
A guy shouts out, “Who’s next?”
Another guy looks down the length of my body, leering, and shouts, “I want to see the redhead get fucked. ”
Felix’s arm tightens around my waist. Without taking his eyes off me, he shoves the guy in the chest. “She’s my fuck toy.”
I try to shake him off, fearful of all the men in this pool house. Felix especially. But he’s too strong. “What are you doing? Let go of me.”
“I’m getting you out of here. In case you haven’t noticed, there are a whole lot of hungry men here tonight and not a lot of women. No one is getting ideas about you.”
Felix grabs my arm and drags me through the crowd, escaping the pool house.
We’re alone out here and the noise is far less intense.
Before I can say or do anything, Felix presses my back against the wall.
He’s so close, towering over me and leaning one arm on the wall above my head.
I try to move, but he positions a knee between my legs, locking me into place.
My breath halts at the intimate position and the pressure of his thigh against my groin.
The pulse between my legs is thumping so heavily I’m sure Felix can feel it. I need to push him off, yet I can’t seem to make myself move.
She’s my fuck toy .
Why do I like those words so much when he didn’t genuinely mean them?
“You’re wet from watching people have sex,” Felix whispers, his face tinged red from the neon light seeping from within the pool house.
“I’m not.”
“I can feel it on my leg.” He leans in, his thigh adding blissful pressure to my clit. I can’t help the tiny moan that escapes me. “That’s it, Little Sinner. Enjoy yourself.”
I’m so sensitive, so aroused, that I already feel an orgasm approaching.
Felix’s lips brush against my ear, his voice a sharp hiss as he keeps applying pressure between my legs.
“I planned this party especially for you, hoping you’d stumble across it and enjoy yourself.
I lost interest in you for a few years because I thought you were so fucking boring.
Little Miss Perfect. Mommy and Daddy’s sweet girl.
Sex before marriage is a sin. But you’re not any of those things, are you?
Deep down, you’re still the freaky little girl from my childhood. ”
His thigh holds me firmly in place. My hips grind against him once, creating the most intoxicating swell of heat within me, before I realize the insanity of what I’m doing and push him away.
“You are so gone from this household when I tell my parents you threw this party.”
“Go ahead.” Not seeming the least bit fazed, Felix pulls a red poker chip from his pocket and begins tossing it up and down. “I’ll have fun telling them what their daughter was watching. I’ll tell them about the dagger. I’ll let Tyler know you were just grinding against my leg.”
I groan, because fuck him for holding all the power again. “Is this party even legal?”
“I do some fucked up shit but none of the sex inside that pool house is illegal. And don’t tell me I’m disgusting when I saw all over your face how much you were into that scene inside. You love having everyone’s eyes on you when you dance. Maybe you’d love being watched during sex.”
“Shut up. It’s like everything out of your mouth is designed to piss me off.
” I walk away, heading back to the main house.
Though, I have no idea how I’m supposed to face Tyler after what I just witnessed.
Before I get too far, I turn abruptly on my heels.
“Please tell me you’ve never done something like that in public. ”
A lazy grin spreads over his lips. “Public sex isn’t my kind of thing, Red. But I can make an exception if you want to give it a try.”
“You’re infuriating. There is no way I would do that with you , of all people. What were they even doing to her? I mean, I know what they were doing, but… It can’t really feel that good.”
“The three of them were high on eclipse,” he says, watching the poker chip flip up and down in the air.
“What’s eclipse?”
“A new drug. It heightens your libido and emotions. Lowers your inhibitions. Takes sex to the next level of pleasure.”
“The girl must be really high because there’s no way… that could feel good.”
“Anal sex. You can say the words and no one will think any less of you.”
“It’s inappropriate.”
Finally, he catches the chip and looks at me with smug amusement, taking a step toward me, laughing when I step back. “You don’t talk about this stuff with your little ballet friends?”
“Most of them are virgins. The ones with boyfriends would never do… that .”
“And what about Tyler? You don’t talk about sex with him?”
“Not that it’s any of your business, but no. Besides, he wouldn’t know much. He’s a…”
Felix laughs. “A virgin? Don’t tell me you seriously believe that. Tyler is just as bad as every other guy here tonight.”
His words hit me hard in the chest. They’re clearly a lie designed to hurt me. I know better than to believe them, but they still sting. “You’re lying. Tyler is nothing like you. He wouldn’t get involved in anything this messed up.”
“And you’d know because you spend every waking moment with him? You were away for three months in Italy. Tyler is the life of the party.”
My jaw clenches because he’s caught me in a weak spot.
Since returning from Italy, Tyler has openly kept secrets from me regarding Felix.
He wouldn’t tell me why Felix was skipping school during their first day back.
When I asked Tyler about his summer, he brushed over the topic.
I’ve had this sick sense that he’s been keeping something from me.
“You’re making this up,” I say, hearing the vulnerability in my voice.
“Don’t believe me? Ask Tyler yourself.”
I try to think of some comeback, but I have nothing. My throat hurts and my eyes are stinging. Humiliation courses through me. I’m a stupid, na?ve little girl. Every time I think I’ve grown stronger against Felix’s games and that he can’t hurt me, he finds some way to tear me down.
The things he’s said about Tyler can’t be true. Felix is trying to come between us. But as I march back to the house, I have this sinking feeling within me that this time, Felix isn’t lying, and that maybe Tyler isn’t the saint I think he is.