8. Chapter Seven
Chapter Seven
Teagan
N ervous energy prickled along my skin, followed by a current of dread. Suddenly, my entire body was on high alert. They lured me here under false pretenses, for reasons I didn’t understand yet, but now all I could think about were the various rumors circulating around about them. How many of them held any merit?
King pressed himself up against my back, his hands settling on my waist. “Don’t worry,” he whispered in that smooth tone of his. “We just want to ask a few questions. How you answer them will determine how this little outing goes.”
My entire body was trembling and I found myself frozen, unable to move. “Questions?” I whispered, fear spiking in my veins.
Phoenix hummed his agreement. He took another step toward me, his body heat mixing with King’s. “What do you know about Vivian Valentine?”
Confusion slammed into me. That was the last thing I expected him to ask. Were they looking for her, too? “What?”
“You heard me.”
I shook my head, trying to calm my racing heart while simultaneously attempting to get my thoughts in order. “J-just that I haven’t seen her since Valentine’s Day.”
King wound his arms around my waist, pressing his crotch to my ass. I wriggled against him in a futile effort to get away, but my attempts were laughable at best. In fact, my movements only seemed to arouse him, if his hardening cock was anything to go by.
“You were friends, though. Hm?” he muttered against the side of my face, allowing his breath to dance across my skin.
“Yes.”
Phoenix raised a surprised brow, clearly not expecting me to be so compliant. “Did she say anything before she disappeared?” he asked. “Was there anything happening that leads you to believe something might have happened to her?”
“What?” I bristled. “Do you think I had something to do with this?”
Phoenix shrugged. “Did you?”
“Absolutely not,” I snapped, shocked at his mere audacity. “Vivian was my best friend. She was also my roommate. The only thing that raises any red flags to me is the fact that Professor Valentine also went missing around the exact same time.”
“A lot of people have gone missing,” King added.
I blew out a breath, attempting to shove his arms away from me again. Realizing it was no use, I huffed out in annoyance and slackened in his arms. “He targeted her a lot specifically,” I surmised. “It was bordering on inappropriate. And then she just disappeared, and so did he.”
“Why did he target her?” King asked, seeming to already know the answer.
“I don’t know. That’s literally everything I know. She wouldn’t talk about it.”
King glanced over at his brother, trying to gauge whether he believed my story or not. But there was nothing else to tell. That’s honestly all I knew.
Slowly, he jerked his head in a single nod. “Congratulations, little sister. You just bought yourself your life.”
A grin stretched across King’s face as I tensed in his arms again, my breathing coming out in fast, shallow bursts. “I’m in the mood for S’mores. You?”
My… life? Was he being for real? “Let me go,” I forced out, unease coiling around my gut.
King’s breath was warm against the back of my neck, causing goosebumps to prickle along the affected skin. “I don’t think I will.” His hand drifted up my stomach and he grabbed a handful of one of my breasts, kneading it between his fingers. A gasp got lodged in my throat, a mixture of fear and desire creeping up my spine.
Phoenix watched his brother grope me with a disinterested attachment, and it made me feel cheap. Maybe I should have been glad he didn’t have any interest in me, but given the circumstances…
God. What was I even suggesting?
I’d specifically chosen to room with Phoenix because I knew he’d be less likely to touch me, and because it would piss King off.
“Stop,” I gritted out, despite the slow ache building in my abdomen.
To my surprise, he dropped his hands and allowed me to wriggle free at last. I practically darted across the room, my gaze slinging toward the front door.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” Phoenix warned, raising an eyebrow at me. “We know these woods like the back of our hand. You won’t get very far before we catch you, and when we catch you, we get to play with you.”
“You’re both fucking psychos, aren’t you?”
King shrugged, stuffing his hands into the front pockets of his jeans. “We don’t really label ourselves, but by definition…” He trailed off with a shrug. “It tracks.”
Phoenix’s lips twitched in amusement, as if that was somehow funny to him, or worth joking about. These assholes were completely unhinged.
“I... I want to go home,” I stammered, a cold current of dread trickling through me. It didn’t escape me that these assholes interrogated the hell out of me about Vivian and Maddox, leading me to wonder if they were somehow behind it.
“But we’re already here.” King grinned, spreading out his arms. “Might as well make the most of it.”
I shook my head. “You lied to me. Why?”
“It’s quite simple,” Phoenix offered in a bored tone. He took a step toward me and everything in my body was telling me to bolt—to get away from him—but there was nowhere to run. Not really. “We want to get to know our new sister .”
I scrunched up my nose at the nickname, realizing pretty quickly that they must have had some kind of weird familial fetish. I wanted no part of it; in any of this.
“I’m going to ask you one more time,” King began, moving to stand beside his brother. They were close in height, each of them holding that same darkness in their gazes. “Are you a virgin?”
“If I answer you, will you leave me alone?”
The two of them exchanged glances, silently communicating with one another again. When Phoenix shrugged, King turned back to me. “If you answer me honestly, we’ll leave you alone today .”
It wasn’t ideal, but it would buy me some time to think up an escape plan. It was better than nothing. “Fine.” I blew out a nervous breath, my skin already warming due to the sudden turn of conversation. “I’m not a virgin.”
Phoenix raised his brows in surprise. “You look like one.”
“And you look like a joke,” I snapped back before I could even think it through.
King snorted a laugh, and Phoenix just rolled his eyes like I’d just given him the lamest comeback of the century—which, to be fair, I did. I was exhausted and desperate for a nap, but at the same time, I knew I needed to get out of here. Surviving whatever the hell this was, was my top priority.
***
The guys stuck to their word, leaving me alone as promised. While they let their guards down, I remained vigilant, constantly scheming and looking for the perfect opportunity to strike. The fire crackled within the fireplace—thanks to King who went out to get wood for it earlier. The warmth lulled me into a false sense of comfort, reminding me how simple life used to be when I’d sit in front of the fireplace at home with a cup of cocoa between my hands. I suppose my life was still simple for the most part, if it weren’t for the new additions to my family, and my friends randomly disappearing without a trace.
“Here,” Phoenix said, startling me. He was holding a bowl of steaming hot stew and a glass of red wine.
As much as I wanted to be a stubborn bitch and refuse, I was starving. I quietly accepted the food and drink, setting the wine down on the side table next to me. Once he’d disappeared back into the kitchen, I pinched the spoon between my fingers and took my first bite. Fuck. This tasted so good. The assortment of flavors danced across my tongue, appealing to my tastebuds. The warmth of the broth settled in my chest, expanding toward the rest of my body.
Before I knew it, I had completely drained both my bowl and glass dry.
Rising, I made my way toward the kitchen to deposit the dishes where the two guys were sitting at the bar. They seemed to be in a world of their own as they bowed their heads and spoke in hushed tones.
Tiptoeing toward the sink, I gently placed my dishes inside, making sure not to make a sound. A rush of anticipation shot through me as I carefully slipped back into the living area. My gaze found the door immediately and my heart started pounding furiously within my chest.
Glancing over my shoulder to make sure they were still occupied; I crept toward the front door on silent feet.
A wave of dizziness clouded my mind moments later, forcing my steps to falter. The world tilted all around me as I worked to regain my footing.
What the hell?
Strong arms wound around me, helping me stand upright. “You look like you could use some rest,” Phoenix suggested in a voice that sounded like it wasn’t even from this dimension.
“D-did you drug me?” I slurred.
“Semantics.” I could hear the grin in his voice but couldn’t even find the strength to fight back. He led me down the hall and into his room, but instead of helping me to bed, he pushed me up against the wall. My neck rolled due to my weak state, and it almost felt like I was floating.
“You said tomorrow,” I reminded him with a heavy tongue.
“I changed my mind.”
My body was completely weak, pinned to the wall beneath his hard figure. It was the only thing holding me upright. My mind was muddled with a thick fog that clouded all of my thoughts, scrambling them into bits and pieces. A whimper fluttered past my lips as he pressed into me harder, his hot breath skating over my forehead.
“Hush now,” he whispered. “You don’t want to alert King, do you?”
“King?” I slurred, furrowing my eyebrows as exhaustion threatened to consume me.
He hummed in agreement. “He has a schedule he sticks to. He showers after dinner and then heads to bed early. If he hears you, he’ll want to join, too.”
“Why…” I trailed off, attempting to sort through my thoughts. “Why are you telling me this?”
“You mean, why don’t I want him to join?”
I stared at him through tired eyes for a long moment, his face contorting through my blurry vision. “Mhm,” I agreed weakly.
“Because I want you to myself. At least for now.”
He reached out, fisting his hands in my hoodie while simultaneously wedging his knee between my legs for added support. He pulled the hoodie from my body and tossed it on the floor carelessly, his eyes filled with a carnal desire that bordered on obsession. Under better circumstances, I’d probably be freaking the hell out, but I didn’t even have the energy to move.
Phoenix tugged my shirt from my body next, throwing it on the floor, too. Before long, all my clothes were strewn about, and I was standing before him completely naked and at his mercy.
“Fuck,” he muttered, raking his gaze over my body.
He gripped my hips in a firm hold before lowering his knees to the floor so that he was face-level with my pussy. My heart started racing as a small moment of clarity sprinkled through me. I started squirming against him, panic setting in when he tightened his hold on me even more.
“Remember to be quiet,” he warned in a low tone. In the next breath, his mouth was on me, a surprised cry falling from my lips as his tongue skated over my clit. Sparks of pleasure shot through me, my body heating instantly from the pleasure.
Even though it felt extremely good, whatever he drugged me with was equally as strong, and my eyes kept fluttering.
“Stay awake, little sister,” he said breathlessly, pulling away for a moment. “I want you to feel everything—to remember who did this to you.” He dropped a kiss to my inner thigh and gradually worked his way back up to my weeping cunt.
I wanted to ask him why the hell he drugged me then, but I couldn’t seem to form words right now. He clearly wanted me weak, maybe more compliant, and probably quiet to keep King from hearing. He’d succeeded in all of those things, and I’d know better in the future than to take any food or drinks from him.
His tongue plunged into my hole, forcing a gasp from my lips. My abdomen began tightening with pleasure, but just before I could shatter, he pulled away, edging me.
A pained whimper escaped me, and my legs shook with the urge to come.
Phoenix’s low chuckle rang out, resounding throughout the room as he rose to his feet. His mouth and chin were damp with my fluid, but if it bothered him, he didn’t let on.
He closed the distance between us, smashing his lips against mine. The taste of my juices melted onto my tongue instantly as he wedged my lips apart, sliding his tongue against mine. I kissed him back, too lost in the desire coursing through my veins. The kiss grew heated and frantic, his teeth grazing my lower lip.
One moment, I was standing there, pinned against the wall with his tongue down my throat. The next, he was scooping me up, forcing my arms to wind around his neck and my legs to circle his hips. Everything happened in a blur of motion, and after a few steps, I was falling into something soft.
A bed.
He was going to fuck me.
My eyes fluttered closed as the cocoon of blankets pressed against my spine, lulling me into a state of comfort. Shuffling sounded, and then a warm body was pushing against mine. Something hard probed at my entrance, and I didn’t even attempt to fight it as it slid inside of me. There was a pinch of pain as my body worked to adjust to his girth. It had been a while since I’d gotten laid—years to be exact, so it was a tight fit.
I winced as he thrusted inside of me hard, not seeming to care that I wasn’t accustomed to him yet. The drug helped numb some of the sting, but I still felt it. He grunted, pulling back and impaling me again. My body jostled beneath his, a small moan fluttering past my lips.
“Open your eyes, Teagan,” he panted.
Hesitantly, I pried them open at his request, meeting his heated stare. “Good girl.” He quickened his movements, driving into me over and over again. “You’re such a dirty little slut for us deep down. Aren’t you?”
My pussy clamped down on him, clearly pleased by his filthy words. He groaned in response, sweat beginning to stick to his skin as he ruthlessly pounded into me. The sound of his skin against mine reverberated through the room, and I’d be surprised if that alone didn’t alert King to what was going on in here. Pleasure pooled within my stomach, followed by spurts of electricity, and I knew it wouldn’t be long.
“Fuck yes, Teagan. Come for me right fucking now.” He clamped a hand over my mouth as my body started convulsing beneath him.
Loud moans tore from my throat, smothered out by his hand before they could hit the air. Reaching up, I wrapped my arms around him, digging my nails into his back as I rode out the waves of my orgasm. He hissed in response but continued fucking me through it.
His chest was pressed firmly against mine, his pelvis smacking against my own as he pummeled me into the mattress with his dick alone. His breathing was erratic and pained, like he couldn’t get enough of me, and it had a foreign feeling shooting through me that was just as potent as the orgasm had been.
His manly grunts sounded throughout the room as he took what he wanted, our bodies so close together that there wasn’t much room for movement, but he still managed. When he was confident I wouldn’t alert his brother to what was happening in here, he removed his hand, hooking his arm beneath my neck to help steady him as he drove inside me repeatedly.
“I could stay inside you forever.” He buried his face into my neck, piercing the sensitive skin there with his teeth.
Another soft moan fell from my lips, my head completely in its own alternate reality, lost to the intensity of his body against mine and the delicious feeling of him sliding in and out of me. He cursed, and I knew he was close when his body spasmed and his abdomen tightened. Warmth flooded my entrance as he came inside of me, his release trickling down my ass instantly.
“You did so good, baby,” he murmured, his voice thick with affection. He dropped a slow kiss to my lips, swiping his tongue over the seam, but made no move to push it between them. “I can see what my brother sees in you.”
“C-can I sleep now?” I mumbled, knowing I wouldn’t be able to keep my eyes open much longer.
“Yeah. I’ll get the lights.”
He pulled out of me, causing me to wince from how sore I was. The bed dipped beneath his weight as he stumbled across the room and flicked the light off. Within moments, he was returning, crawling beneath the blankets and tugging them over the both of us.
It didn’t take long for the darkness to pull me under.