Chapter 50 The Reconciliation
The Reconciliation
Caden
Luke approached us this morning about the seven minutes in heaven punishment he devised, but we didn’t think we’d implement it first thing. Fortunately for us, Harper was in a mood and popped off.
Her body sags against mine as we file out of the closet. No one is in the hallway, and we’re definitely late for first period, but it was worth it.
I help her stand and wrap my arm around her waist as I carry her backpack and lead her to my locker. Her head rests against my shoulder and she doesn’t pull away.
She’s seriously dazed. I lean her against the locker next to mine while I take care of her books. I’ve paid attention to what she needs for her next few classes.
Her brown eyes are blown with desire. Her braids survived the manhandling well. I reach out and straighten the bottom of her shirt. Her eyes focus on mine and I give her a half smile. She blinks at me.
Luke confessed about his little tryst in his car with my little nympho. Bastard.
The plan is to share her firsts, not take her off somewhere alone and claim her first orgasm. We need to put a leash on that fucker. Obviously Luke can’t be trusted alone with Harper.
Last night was fucking amazing watching her masturbate while Luke guided her on screen.
I could get off to that for hours. But feeling her shatter with my finger buried in her pulsing cunt, while capturing her cries in my mouth…
fuck, I could do that shit until Harper cries for mercy and begs me to fuck her.
My already hard cock twitches, but that bastard will have to wait until my little nympho is ready.
I lean down to bring my face to her level. Her eyes focus on mine again. I touch her cheek with the backs of my fingers. “You okay?”
She nods warily. A bruise has formed on her bottom lip. I run my thumb over it, and she sucks in a breath. My gaze lifts to hers.
Fucking Eli is rough with his toys. Not that I’m gentle, but I take care of what’s mine. And this girl is mine as much as she is theirs.
Her wanting us to go back to the cheerleaders riled us all up. Fuck that. She’s ours and we’ve only just begun to get a taste.
“Let’s go, little nympho.”
Her eyes spark a little at the nickname, but she falls in line with us. With the pep rally today, we’re on a shortened bell schedule, so it won’t be long before she’s in second period with me.
Luke steps up on Harper’s other side. He meets my eyes over her head. I read the concern in his eyes. She seems more rattled than usual, but she’s not pulling that shutdown shit again. Maybe we pushed a little too hard.
But she’s ours and she needs to own that shit instead of trying to push us off on other girls all the fucking time.
I watch as she meekly follows Luke as he leads her to their class.
She’s a fighter. She’ll come back around. She has to.
The morning flies by, and soon I’m standing outside the art room waiting for Harper to come out for lunch. Normally I’d wait in the cafeteria, but she was still acting a little dazed during second period.
Not that I blame her. We stripped her bare in a closet at school and gave her a bone-melting orgasm. I can’t wait to taste her. Now we just have to get her on her knees before us.
When Harper walks out of the classroom, she’s smiling and relaxed as she listens to Kenz. The other girl notices me and touches Harper’s arm.
“Ready for lunch?” I move away from the wall.
The smile fades from Harper’s lips, and she swallows before she nods. Girl hasn’t said a word since the closet. At least not to us. I know Luke thought we couldn’t break her, but we’re a lot, especially when we come at a girl more than one at a time. We’ve never come at a girl all four of us.
I look over at Kenz. Her blue eyes widen when I make eye contact.
“You can come sit with us for lunch,” I say. Maybe she’ll help our girl feel comfortable.
“Uh.” She glances at Harper and then at me. She gestures over her shoulder. “I’m supposed to meet Brandon.”
Harper gives her a smile as Kenz steps away from me.
“I’ll pick you up for the game tonight.” Kenz waves as she hurries away.
Harper falls in step with me, but I’m so done with this broken shit. Dropping behind her, I wrap my arms around her and lift her off her feet.
“What are you doing?” she squeaks out as her hands press against my arms.
“Carrying you since you’re acting like a baby.”
“I’m not acting like a baby. Caden, put me down.”
No one is around in the hallway. I walk over to a dark classroom and pull open the door, taking Harper into it. After setting her on her feet, I lean back, blocking the only exit.
She watches me warily, hands out in front of her as if to ward me off. Like that would stop me. At least she’s trying.
“Did we do anything you didn’t want?” I ask, crossing my arms over my chest. “Because the only one who got off in that closet was you. Trust me, first period was uncomfortable with the hard-on I was sporting.”
Her cheeks flush red, but she steps forward. There she is. That tense coil inside me unwinds. I fight the urge to smile at her and keep my expression stern.
“Because that’s what I wanted?” She rolls her eyes. “I love having four men maul me into an orgasm first thing in the morning at school.”
“Sounds like a good time to me.” I rub the corner of my mouth to conceal the smile trying to form.
“Do you think I wanted to come at school? It’s one thing at your house, but here? That’s supposed to be private.”
I scratch the back of my neck. “You consented to be owned by us. That’s part of it. Wherever, whenever we want. Your body responds beautifully to ours. You’re just too damned uptight.”
“I’m uptight?” She stomps over and thrusts her finger into my chest. “You all are fucking whores who don’t care where you stick your dicks. The only reason you’re even remotely interested in me is because I’m a virgin and the last one in our class. Otherwise you never would have even bothered me.”
“Is this because we didn’t notice you before this year?” I step forward, letting her rile me, feeling that familiar burst of heat race through me.
“I’ve known you guys since grade school, and you’ve never noticed me before last Monday. Yeah, I hid from you guys, but we shared classes every fucking year. If you wanted to notice me, you would have.”
“You mean like when you were beneath the tree when Jack and I were playing football last year. You pulled your legs out of the way so I wouldn’t trip.
When I landed, I saw you, Harper Davidson.
Your flushed cheeks, your dark hair pulled back in a ponytail, your brown eyes wide with surprise.
I smiled at you and the next second, you were gone like a fucking illusion. ”
She gasps, and I take her distraction to wrap my hand around the back of her slender neck.
“Why should I notice a girl who doesn’t want me to notice her?
Who slips so easily into the background she just becomes part of the scenery?
” I close in until my mouth hovers above hers.
That spark of awareness between us makes me want to do so much more than just taste her mouth, but we’re on a time crunch, because at some point, someone will come looking for us.
Her dark eyes are wide and questioning, searching mine. Fuck.
“I saw you, Harper Davidson, but I knew you didn’t want me to, so I fucking ignored you like you wanted. I can’t ignore you anymore though.” I catch her lips with mine. I’m gentle even though I want to conquer her, prove to her once and for all I’m in this thing. I’m into her.
Her bruised lip has to hurt, so I barely press my lips against hers. Soft and coaxing.
After a second, she kisses me back just as softly. Her hands come up to capture my wrists, holding onto me like I’m a fucking lifeline.
I can be that for her. I want to be that for her. The one she reaches for when she needs someone to center her. I lift my mouth from hers and press my forehead against hers to breathe in her sweet vanilla scent.
“Forgive me for wanting you so bad after ignoring you for so long. I’ve wanted you before. I just forgot.” Rubbing my nose against hers, I draw her into my chest for a hug. “I need you to be okay, because I want all of you.”
Her hands settle on my back. She inhales and lets out a shuddering exhale. She sags against me like she did after she came in the closet. This time, I hold her just as tight. No matter what, I’m not letting go.
Harper
Caden takes my hand and leads me into the cafeteria and to the horsemen’s table. I can’t believe it.
He saw me.
He remembers me.
Fuck, that shouldn’t make my heart leap into my throat.
Taking his seat next to Luke, Caden pulls me down on his lap. He’s being really gentle with me, and I appreciate his care. I need a moment after the closet. Overwhelmed doesn’t come close to describing it.
I won’t lie to myself about what happened. It was hot, and I liked it more than I thought I would. I might not object to a repeat performance, but not at school.
I have to remind myself that their desire is usually fleeting. But they were angry about me trying to push them onto other girls.
I hand the sandwich I made for Caden to him. He smiles at me when our eyes meet. My cheeks grow warm and I drop my gaze to my sandwich.
The others don’t pay attention to me as they talk about tonight’s game. As I eat, I surreptitiously look at each of them. They aren’t acting any differently toward me. Honestly it seems like, if anything, they’re ignoring me.
Except for Caden.
A little flutter of anxiety works its way into my heart. I don’t need constant attention, but after last night and this morning, you’d think they’d be a little more attentive. A little more affectionate.
Fuck, listen to me go on about wanting more attention. This is good. Let them ignore me and not put on a show for their willing subjects.
The cafeteria is busy as always. I’ve eaten about half my sandwich when I notice movement toward our table.
Sidney Brown, Emma Garcia, Hannah Wilson, and Ashley Kim approach our table as if they own the school and the horsemen. Their matching cheerleading uniforms show off their athletic bodies. As the most popular senior girls, they definitely own the school, but no one owns the horsemen.
Every girl wants to be these girls, and every guy wants to fuck them. They have the looks. They’re cheerleaders. Their makeup and hair are perfect. Their bodies are curved and strong.
Sidney rakes her gaze over me with disdain. The cheer captain is a tall blonde with green eyes. All leg, which her cheerleading skirt shows off to perfection. Everyone is envious of her.
Caden’s hand tightens on me, and I lean back against him as they approach. His warmth fills me. I’ve never been on the receiving end of the cheerleaders’ hatred. I doubt they even know me outside of a few shared classes.
Color me curious what these girls want from my men.
Umm…the horsemen, not my men. It’s dangerous to even think I have any ownership over them. No matter what they promised. What they’ll continue to promise until they get what they want, and then who knows.
“Luke.” Sidney stops in front of Luke, who gives her a once-over.
“Can we help you?” Luke looks like a king deigning to speak to one of his many subjects. He checks out the tall cheerleader with a sort of disinterest that should insult her.
Ashley puts her hand on Eli’s shoulder and leans against his back. “We partying tonight, boys?”
Ashley Kim has attitude for days. Almost as tall as Sidney, she’s slender and beautiful with huge brown eyes. Between her gorgeous Korean mother and her handsome father, Ashley got the perfect mix of features to make her unique and stunningly beautiful.
Emma is even bolder and sits on Jack’s lap. She puts her hand in his hair and jerks his head back to look up at her. Emma is a petite Latina with a curvy body. Her dark eyes take in everything. Even when she’s flirting, she always seems observant.
My insides boil. Not going to lie, I want to start the biggest catfight ever, but only because of our agreement. Not because I actually want these guys all to myself.