Elle decided to regretfully and politely ask, “When I do, are you going to storm out of here and murder some—”
“Baby.” His gruff voice sounded through her ear as he closed what little space she had left. “You really don’t want to try me right now.”
Elle squeezed her legs together. What is he doing to me?
As she picked up her hands and went to button the lowest one she had undone, Elle decided to lean in one last time for a taste. She was going to give him a reason to be at school tomorrow. She sweetly placed a kiss on the part of his chest she was about to conceal, then she buttoned it.
Nero clearly isn’t the sweet kind of guy. Subsequently, this time, she ran her tongue up the small gap of chest about to be covered before she buttoned the final button.
Elle smiled back up at him, satisfied, but she really shouldn’t have. Oh, shit.
Nero grabbed Elle and flipped her around, shoving the front of her body into the lockers, ensuring the side of her face that wasn’t hurt was the one pressed up against them. Elle felt the whole front of Nero’s body flat against her backside. She could feel through her jeans that he was harder than a rock on her ass. His hands were on her abdomen again, but this time, they were above her thin shirt. Elle thought her legs would fall off if she squeezed them together any tighter.
Nero spoke in her ear. “I will find out who hurt you today, and I will fucking enjoy them screaming in pain. I will find out every single thing anyone and everyone has done to you, and I will enjoy watching them all scream in pain.”
Nero moved his hands up her shirt and grasped each breast, making Elle arch back into him. “Then I will enjoy watching you scream as I fuck you because, baby, I will pop that cherry very soon.” Nero must have read her mind as he gave another tight squeeze to her breasts. “I give you my word that my dick will be the first and only to slide in and out of your tight, wet pussy, and you will be the one crawling and begging for me to take it.”
Elle couldn’t believe the words that had come from his mouth, but her body was betraying her by enjoying every harsh word. She had no response and remained unable to think of one when he flipped her body back around to conquer her mouth one last time. Her mouth had betrayed her, as well, by letting him suck her tongue in his mouth. Nero grabbed her hand once he was finished making his point. Yeah, by completely violating me!
Nero walked her out of the locker room. When the gymnasium greeted her once again, she felt confused, used, and needy. Her damned body was turned up to a thousand degrees after that last event.
When she saw Amo, Vincent, Leo, and Chloe on the bleachers, her body decided to add complete embarrassment to that list.
She glanced over at Nero, saw his smug, gorgeous face, and felt she was playing into his very-skilled hands. He had her right where he wanted her, and she knew it. ‘You will be the one crawling and begging for me.’
With what had taken place in the locker room, she had already gotten on the ground to start that crawling and begging. She had taken it there because she’d realized she didn’t want to lose Nero just yet.
She liked it when he held her hand. She liked it when he paid her attention. She liked looking at him and talking to him. Most of all, she felt she and Chloe were just a bit safer in this hell hole with him.
If getting on the ground is what keeps those good things in my life, then fine. But I will not crawl, I absolutely will not beg.
Stupid wolf!
Chapter Nineteen
Perfect, Let’s All Break Necks
Stupid girl, you have no idea what you just did. Now that Nero had seen a flash of the true Elle, he was going to make sure she would come out and play. He didn’t think a girl could be so innocent and sexy at the same time.
The way Elle had been incredibly eager to please him and greedy to have him had made it almost impossible for him not to take her. The only reason he had fought himself was because he planned to have her for good. He didn’t know if it was because she was about to die by the hand of his father, or if it was because he had found out the extremes of her torture. It could have been the moment he saw the blood on her hand, or the proud look in her eyes after she licked him.
Nero smiled to himself as he walked across the gym. When he had told her to make him stay, he honestly had thought she’d merely kiss him. Instead, Elle had taken it to the next level by unbuttoning his shirt. That was when he had known she really wanted him.
Then he thought he would see the extent of how much she wanted to please him by telling her to pick up her jacket. When she had slid down the lockers, his dick had never been harder in his life. Furthermore, when he had seen her eyes that were aware exactly of what he was picturing—her sucking his dick—his dick somehow had become harder. He’d had her right there on the ground, and still he hadn’t taken her. Yeah, and my dick regrets it.