Sara glared. “Am I understanding you right? Are you saying that the Sacrifice is one of us contest losers?”
Hanna’s grin nearly split her face. “Correct.”
“That’s such bullshit!” Sara raged. She looked around at her gathered sisters. “C’mon, guys, a dildo-sucking contest is ridiculous enough as it is, but our bodies being offered to some dumb, iron pumping jock? That’s absolutely nuts!”
“You gave an oath when you joined this sorority that you would do anything for your sisters,” Hanna pointed out.
“Yeah, I did, but I didn’t agree to prostitution.”
“It’s not prostitution,” Hanna argued.
Sara looked unconvinced. “Yeah? Then what is it?”
“It’s called ‘taking one for the team’.”
“Oh give me a break—”
“Anyway,” Hanna cut in loudly, turning away from Sara like she was old news, and I suspected that when it was time for us freshman to have a chance to live in the house, Sara wouldn’t be invited. “I’m going to try something new this year.”
“What?” someone in the crowd asked.
Hanna’s eyes roved over the contest losers. “Usually, the one who was knocked out of the contest first would be the Sacrifice. This year, I’m going to let Veronica pull a name out of a hat. Whatever name she pulls is the Sacrifice.”
The crowd broke off into excited murmuring.
Hanna gestured to one of the girls in the crowd. “Get the hat, Ashley.”
While the crowd murmured excitedly, Ashley scurried off and then returned a few minutes later with a NSU hat and slips of paper that she had scribbled all of our names on. Meanwhile, I was still trying to wrap my mind around it all. One of the losers of the contest would be giving her body to a total stranger?
What the hell had I gotten myself into?
Hanna grabbed the hat from Ashley and the crowd quieted. “Veronica.”
Veronica stepped forward eagerly. I could tell she was enjoying this too much.
“No peeking,” Hanna warned, holding out the hat to Veronica. “Reach in there without looking.”
Veronica turned away and blindly reached into the hat. She dug around for a moment while everyone whispered amongst each other. Several of the losers looked anxious while they watched Veronica, probably worrying that their name would be pulled out of the hat while others looked excited. Let’s face it. We’d been busy doing sorority stuff, so some of us hadn’t been getting any action in a while.
Sara scowled at Veronica, who was still blindly shuffling through the hat. “There is no way in hell I’m agreeing to this if she pulls my name out of that hat. They will just have to kick me out.”
Sara’s comments made me think to myself, what if Veronica pulls my name?
She isn’t, I told myself. There’s no way she’ll chose me. There are eight other girls’ names in there.
Veronica finally grabbed a folded piece of paper out of the hat and opened it. She gave a dramatic pause as she stared at the paper.
We all waited with bated breath.
“Well?” Hanna demanded impatiently. “Who is it?”
Veronica tore her eyes away from the paper and my heart began to pound as her gaze centered on me like a hawk. “Bella James.”
Chapter 2
Stefan
I could never understand my attraction to my stepsister. Sure, she was hot, but so were many other girls around my age. I guess there was something very special about Bella. Maybe it was her sparkling green eyes, her sensual mouth, or her long, flowing, dark brown hair that always seemed to blow in the wind behind her like a banner. Or maybe it was the way she looked at me or the way she said my name softly that seemed to say that she wanted me.
Whatever the case, I found myself slowly falling in love with her over the years. It’d started in high school when one day, I just noticed that more than being my stepsister and best friend, she was a very beautiful girl too.
It was hard not letting my true feelings show whenever she was close. Not to mention the excitement that plagued me whenever we were in the same room. Sometimes, I would have to excuse myself to keep her from seeing my boner.
Because of this hypersensitivity to her presence, physical contact with her became incredibly difficult. It was at this time that I began to avoid her. My hormones were raging out of control and I feared that if I continued being in her presence, something awful would happen.
Eventually, I got a girlfriend, a pretty girl named Mindy. Mindy was pretty hot, with blonde hair, blue eyes, and big tits. Still, whenever I was with her, I could only fantasize about Bella and her pretty face.
Our relationship didn’t last long. I found myself quickly losing interest in Mindy. She just couldn't compare to my stepsister’s beauty, and she was quite the airhead.