Dirty Little Secrets (Kings of Bolten 1)

“Noted. And Lyssa?” I sighed as I recognized Hail.

His eyes locked on mine, and he straightened up.

“Not as cool as she thinks.” Aubrey leaned in and whispered. “Scholarship kid. She just forgets that since she does come from a bit of money.” Aubrey winked and then stuttered as she finally noticed Hail.

“Where have you been?” Hail demanded, sauntering toward me.

Aubrey stared wide-eyed as he pulled me to him and placed a kiss on my cheek.

“I’ve been waiting for you for over an hour.”

“I’ve been in class,” I answered, rolling my eyes.

“Wouldn’t know being as we don’t seem to have any classes together. I’ll make sure that gets changed.” He kissed my cheek again, his fingers digging into my side painfully as I tried to untangle myself from him.

“Easy, rat,” he murmured, his lips brushing against my ear.

I swallowed hard and forced myself to remain calm.

He pulled away enough to look over my head at Aubrey.

“Aubrey McIntire.” He said her name in a deep growl.

“Um, yeah. Yeah, hi, Hail,” her voice shook.

“I’m glad you’re keeping my girl company, but you’ll have to excuse us now. There’s somewhere I need to be.”

“Where?” I asked, glancing at him hopefully. Getting rid of him would be a godsend.

A wicked smirk turned his lips up. “Inside you, my little sewer rat.”

My blood ran cold as Aubrey cleared her throat and moved to the door across the hall.

“We’re neighbors,” I managed to say, pulling my gaze away from Hail.

“Yeah,” she answered, her voice still shaking. She gave me a tight smile and glanced at Hail who glared back with narrowed eyes. “We’re going to be good friends, Bianca.”

I offered her a tight smile in return and nodded before opening my door and stepping inside, Hail on my heels.

He closed the door softly behind us, the sound like the final nail in my coffin. I tossed my book bag on the floor and turned to him.

“What do you want?” I demanded, scowling.

“That pussy,” he returned, coming at me.

I shoved at him, but he fisted my hair and threw me on the bed. I scrambled to get away, but he was on me in a moment.

“Hail, please,” I choked out, my eyes burning. “Don’t.”

He loomed over me, his eyes dark. “Don’t what?”

“Do this. Please. I-I want it to be special,” I managed to say, my body trembling beneath his. I’d never had sex before, and losing my virginity to him wasn’t on my list of things to do. “Just, if we’re going to do this, give me time. Please, Hail.”

His gaze swept over me then he gave me a Cheshire smile. “Let’s make a deal, rat.”

“What?” I breathed out, wincing as he rubbed his erection against my center.

“You do as I say for as long as I say, and I’ll give you some time. Consider it a wedding gift. That means, if I tell you to get on your knees and suck my cock, you do it without question. If I tell you to suck my friends’ cocks, you fall to your knees. Whatever I tell you to do, you do it.”