Chapter 7 The Deal #2
Luke leans in. “So many firsts to share with us. Sure, only one of us can push our cock into your cunt for the first time, but that doesn’t mean we can’t all be there when it happens.”
I suck in a breath and recoil in my chair. All be there? As in all participate? I haven’t been with one guy, and suddenly they want me to be with all four of them like this is normal?
I can’t win this game. I feel it down in my bones. These beautiful, evil boys will take everything I have until I’m empty.
“Why would I agree to that?” I have to ask because they must know what they’re saying is insane and no girl would willingly subject herself to it.
Especially a girl who hasn’t given up anything to one man, let alone four.
“It’s not like you’re all agreeing to date me.
You just want to use me to keep your perfect fucking record.
Once you’ve had me, you’ll toss me to the side like all the others. ”
Luke rubs his chin. I can almost see the calculations in his eyes. “What would it take?”
For me to agree to this insanity? I almost laugh out loud. I’ll never agree, but they’ll keep coming at me. Forcing me into situations where I have no choice but to do what they want or be further humiliated. They don’t give a shit about what I want.
Fine, they want to play let’s negotiate for my virginity, let’s negotiate.
“A fucking choice to begin with. You could just forget about me.” I lean forward, ready to bluff the fuck out of this. “I’ll find a boyfriend and get on losing my virginity as soon as possible so you don’t leave any virgin behind.”
A growl on my left makes me glance at Eli. A shiver races down my spine. Oh, he doesn’t like that option. Well, fuck him.
“What? You guys make exceptions for girls with boyfriends all the time. I’m pretty sure I can find someone who will only want to dick with me this year.” I actually start turning like I’m going to look around the cafeteria for said dick.
Caden is the next to growl. Okay, so that sound does something to the primal part of me that doesn’t mind being possessed by the hottest, strongest males around.
“Harper.” Luke says my name sharply, drawing my eyes back to him.
He folds his hands together in front of him.
“We made those exceptions before. That’s correct.
But you aren’t just any virgin we can pass off to the first male that piques your fancy.
You’ve had three years to divest yourself of your virginity. Obviously, it’s not a priority to you.”
“But it is to you?” I mimic his posture.
Luke smirks. “Fine. If you can find one guy in this cafeteria willing to be your boyfriend and do the deed, we’ll let you go.”
I smile. Easy enough. What guy doesn’t want a willing female? And I can hold off one guy all fucking year if I have to. Better one asshole than four.
“But”—Luke reaches out and grabs my chin, holding me so I can only look at him—“if you don’t, you agree to submit to our rules.”
“For how long?”
“As long as it takes.” Luke gives me a filthy smile.
I consider the four guys who have their undivided attention on me.
For now.
“Do you honestly think I want to get everyone’s sloppy seconds?
” I point at the table of still giggling girls Jack flirted with.
Girls I’ve had in classes throughout school.
Girls who talk about the horsemen in the locker room in bragging tones.
“You all seem fucking excited that I’m untouched.
But you guys have gotten around, and I’m guessing you don’t have any plans on keeping it in your pants while waiting for me to come to terms with what you want. ”
“Are you asking us to be monogamous?” Caden leans forward. His green eyes flash with anger and something dark. “When you haven’t even agreed to put out?”
“Yup.” I cross my arms and sit back in my chair. “If I’m expected to give it up to you all, then shouldn’t you have to give something up too?”
“The whole year.” Luke draws my attention away from Caden’s sputtering.
“What?” I’m not following Luke’s train of thought as I try to race ahead.
Luke narrows his eyes on me. “We own you the whole year and we won’t touch or fuck any other girl. But that means you play by our rules.”
Something warm settles deep in my gut. I’m not sure if I’m happy because I got them to agree to something they obviously don’t want, or if the idea of having these men to myself for a full year makes that bitch in heat utterly ecstatic.
Kenz said they were going to keep me for the year. This is his move to make that happen.
I lean forward again and give him a forced smile.
This would be too easy. What teenage boy would say no to guaranteed sex?
Of course, I’ll have to convince this mythical guy I’m not a sure thing after the fact, but that should be easy enough to do.
One guy. A single guy to say hell yeah, I’ll date this chick. Easy.
“So if I find a guy to date me in this cafeteria, you’ll stop harassing me. But if I don’t, I give you ownership of me for a year while all of you have to keep your dicks in your pants unless I want it? Did I get that right?”
“Not quite. You agree to play by our rules for a year, and we won’t touch or fuck another girl during that time.”
I narrow my eyes. Semantics, but when dealing with the devil, it’s important to listen to the details.
He left off the unless I want it. In the end, it’s still my body.
They can’t force me to want any of them.
At least not enough to fuck them. Sure, part of me is on board with this whole thing, but that part isn’t in control.
Besides, I could probably find at least one guy willing to pull one over on the horsemen. So their deal is a moot point anyway. If not, I’ll find another way out of it. Somehow.
It’s worth the risk.
I hold out my hand. “Deal.”
Luke takes my hand and says, “You have five minutes.”
“What?” Oh, shit. Always confirm all the finer details in a deal with Death. I jerk my hand from his and can finally pull my chair back and stand.
At least three hundred students are in here, if not more. I can’t possibly go one by one and check to see if the guy isn’t just wanting me under his thumb in under five minutes.
One asshole versus four. This is my chance to escape them. Fuck it.
I step on the chair and then onto the table and yell, “Excuse me.”
The noise in the nearest area quiets down. When the students see it’s a girl on the horsemen’s table, the room goes quiet. All eyes are on me, and I remember yesterday. I feel almost as exposed as when Luke had his hand on my underwear for them all to witness.
“Ticktock, kitten,” Eli says.
“I need a boyfriend,” I shout.
“You sure you don’t need another spanking,” a voice calls out from the back. Laughter drifts around the room.
Way to sound desperate, Harper. This is a lot more humiliating than I thought it would be.
“I need a guy to date this year, so I can live my life normally.”
Jack shifts to sit on the table by my feet, and then Eli does so on my other side. Their shoulders touch my legs. It shouldn’t ease some of the tension in me, but it does. A little. Even though they’re probably glaring at the people looking at me.
I swallow my pride. “I’ve done everything in my power to stay out of the horsemen’s sights, but now I just need a guy. Surely, one of you is willing to take on a girlfriend.”
“If you want someone to fuck you, all you have to do is ask, baby,” that same voice calls out. Asshole.
Someone else yells out, “Show us your tits.”
More uncomfortable laughter scatters around the cafeteria.
“Don’t you dare, unicorn.” His voice low, Luke steps up behind me on the table. “You have two minutes.”
Fuck my life. I have a horseman breathing down my neck and two more probably mean mugging the rest of the student body. Who knows what Caden is currently doing?
“Look, you all go to school here. You know who I’m dealing with. They’ve allowed me one chance to find a boyfriend to satisfy their requirements. All I need is one guy.” Instead of four hulking ones who won’t give a flying fuck about my feelings.
I scan the crowd. The girls look at me like I’m a thankless bitch, but I don’t care about them. Or at least, I don’t right now. If the other agreement goes into effect, I’ll be cutting off their supply of premium dick—if everyone is to be believed—for the entire year.
The guys in the crowd don’t make eye contact, especially with Luke breathing over my shoulder. I can feel the seconds slipping away along with my freedom.