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So, I guess you were just in the middle of jerking off over your Numerology book. Again.” “Numbers are hot,” I said with a smirk. “But I was actually busy jerking off over your mom. She sent me some dirty pictures. Again.”
Darius was looking down at me, his eyes wild with panic as he brushed my hair away from my face. He was saying something, and it took me a moment to push aside the echoing in my ears so that I could listen to him. “-would fucking break me. So don’t you dare give in to them. I’ll follow you into the shadows if I have to and drag you away from them kicking and screaming. Because they can’t have you. They fucking can’t.”
He dragged his thumb across my mouth, wiping it hard
“What the hell are you doing?” I shoved his arms,
“I’m trying to get Diego Polaris’s saliva off of my girl,” he growled.
I looked down too and cursed as I spotted the bloodstains all over my white t-shirt. The girl had hit me really damn hard with that branch. It was pretty hot.
I glanced over my shoulder and found Darius scowling at us - no surprises there - Max had folded his arms while he watched us, and Seth mimed striking a whip at me. I wasn’t even sure I could deny it at this particular moment. Tory Vega was getting under my skin, and I wasn’t sure I could do much to stop it.
“I just want someone to make my heart beat faster,” she said in a low voice that had me drawing closer to her as I looked into her dark eyes. “To challenge me and make me laugh and push back against my bullshit. I want to be forced out of my comfort zone and I want to feel excited, exhilarated, afraid. But not just because you’re an asshole. Because I want to feel alive.”
“You’re such a dick,” she said half-heartedly. “Isn’t that why you like me?” I challenged. “No. I like you because you’re half decent in bed.” A shit eating grin bit at my cheeks at that comment. “I’ll work on convincing you of the other half tonight.” I promised,
“What do you want to do now?” I asked her as she looked up at me with bright eyes, her heart pounding and cheeks flushed. I was half hoping she’d say she wanted to leave and head back to my room or maybe even just find some quiet corner around here to have her way with me but of course she didn’t. “Everything,” she replied with a grin. “I want to do it all.” “I’ll do whatever makes you happy,” I replied, throwing my arm over her shoulders as I led her towards the next ride. And the strangest thing was, I was pretty sure that was the truth.
Wish I were moved by him... Dragon Boy has my heart though
Darius: I’m sure you’ll look good enough in anything you wear. Just turn up as you are. I looked down at myself in my underwear and laughed. That would certainly help my reputation as a sex addict, wouldn’t it?
I NEED MORE ACTION BETWEEN THESE TWO!!!!!
I was standing in my underwear not wearing some awful outfit like he thought I was. Unless he didn’t think I was. Maybe he knew exactly what I was wearing. But how could he? And why was I even considering sending him a photo when I obviously wasn’t about to do it? Darius: I dare you... Fuck it.
“Roxy’s not a nice girl,” he said, his gaze fixed on mine, his pupils larger than normal in his endlessly dark eyes. “No matter how pretty she looks in that dress.” He turned and walked away from us before I could utter a response. I sagged against the doorframe and turned to Darcy with my eyebrows raised. “How did he make ‘pretty’ sound dirty?” I asked, my voice rough. “He didn’t, Tor,” Darcy said with a sigh as I moved back inside to grab my things. “That was all in your head.” “Was it, though?” I asked, smirking at her. “Sadly...no, it wasn’t.” I bit my lip against another smile. I had no
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My Atlas was burning a hole in my pocket, but at this point if I looked at that picture she’d sent me one more time I was actually going to self-combust.
Roxy Vega had just walked into the room. She looked...I didn’t even know what to make of her dressed up like a freaking prom queen, but I liked it. I wanted to pull the flowers out of her hair and get her white dress filthy in the mud.
Her gaze found mine and she bit her bottom lip in a way that made me hard just looking at her.
If I got near that girl when the moon was up, then there would be no stopping me. I’d be begging on my knees for a moment of her time,
I flicked open my messages and looked over the photo she’d sent me. If she hadn’t followed it up with the message about her shoes not matching, I doubted I’d have ever even seen the filthy black walking boots she’d put on.
I’d never stared at a photo that hard in my fucking life before. What was that smile about? Why did she send this? What would she taste like? Fuck. If she wanted me hooked, she had me. I just didn’t know if she wanted me.
“Who wants to make my helicopter take off?” Professor Washer called loudly as he balanced at the end of the diving board thrusting his hips so that his dick swung round and round in circles.
HAHAHAHHA
I wasn’t sure why, but I didn’t really want to start showing it around to anyone else. She’d sent it to me. It was mine.
“You think she’ll even listen?” I asked. “I think you have to find out. We’ve been together for an hour now and you’ve spent fifty-nine of those minutes talking about her. I can’t bear it anymore. Leave this old man to sit on the cliff and go get your girl.”
She wasn’t just a girl though. Not to me. She was the one girl I shouldn’t want, the one I couldn’t have, the one I didn’t need. And yet I did.
I’d pushed her for her hatred because a moment of her scorn meant more to me than what it cost. I took her attention whatever way I could get it because all the time it was on me it lit me up and made me burn. And I wanted to burn with her more than I thought I’d ever wanted anything in my life.
Roxy Vega, I’m gonna make you mine.
“I’ve been watching you,” he said slowly. My heart beat a little faster at that confession and I tilted my head at him, my hair spilling over my shoulder and drawing goosebumps along my skin in the process. Darius observed the movement like he was starving for it, like anything and everything I did now was fascinating to him. “Why?” I asked slowly, needing his answer like I needed to draw breath. “Because that’s what I do,” he said slowly. “I watch you and hunger for you and ache for you. It torments me like I torment you.”
“Then why do it?” I asked. “Why not just look away?” “I’d find it easier to carve my eyes out than I would to stop them landing on you.”
“There are countless people who would say I’m not allowed to want you,” Darius breathed. “But you make me want to burn the whole world down so that I can claim you for my own.” “Then we should burn it down,” I agreed.
“Congratulations Darius, you actually managed to do something useful for once,” Lionel Acrux’s voice smashed through our bubble of peace like a bucket of cold water. A wave of magic slammed into me, and I cried out as I was thrown back, pinned to the cliff by a power so immense that I could hardly draw breath, let alone cast any magic in return.
You mothef***r
