Savage Sinners (Elites of Macedon High 3)

“Let’s go to the study,” Tomas suggests. “Nobody would expect to find us there.”

It seems to be an odd suggestion, but I don’t fight it, seeing it as equal ground for the four of us to chat. My room is too personal for them to enter, even though Tomas and Soren have both visited me there. Besides, I don’t want to give them the wrong impression. The study is the best place to go.

While leading them down a private hallway, I consider what they want to talk to me about. Is it the party? The fact that I’ve missed classes? My “blind ambition,” as Parker put it? My eyes roll back when I consider if it might be an intervention. I haven’t been abusing any drugs or alcohol since my overdose. It’s a promise I made and one I intend to keep—if not for Tomas, then for myself.

I’m too angry to keep promises for them right now.

“What’s this about?” I inquire while shutting the door behind me. “I’m giving an announcement soon, and I want to do it before people get too drunk.”

Soren grins mischievously. Though it’s a smile I’m used to seeing on him when he’s about to get playful, this particular smile doesn’t feel coy at all. It feels sinister.

And it makes me nervous.

“You’ve been using sex to get things out of us,” he explains while stepping toward me. “And we don’t appreciate having our feelings played with, sugar.”

“Is that so?” I challenge him by crossing my arms over my chest. “You seemed to like what I did to you.”

Tomas steps next to Soren. “There are consequences for that, doll.”

“The kind that you can’t come back from,” Parker adds while joining the line.

It’s too late when I realize I’m getting backed into a corner. When I glance around, I have no way to escape their attack, my shoulders pinned to the bookshelf before I can do anything about it.

“I’ll do whatever I can,” I struggle to say as Parker grabs my left breast, “to make sure I stay on top.”

“Don’t think so, doll,” Tomas whispers in my ear while his hand slides beneath my top. He grazes my nipple, causing me to mewl. “You’re getting ahead of yourself. It’s time we remind you exactly what you are.”

“A toy,” Soren states proudly while sinking to his knees in front of me. He unbuttons my jeans and slips his fingers beneath my thong, coasting between my slit. I gasp as he teases my pussy with long strokes that coax my hips into action. “Our toy.”

“I’ll never belong to…” When he wiggles his finger, I buck uncontrollably, grabbing Parker’s shoulder to keep my knees from giving out. “Fuck. Don’t stop doing that.”

Tomas chuckles huskily into my ear. “That’s right, doll.”

“You want it, don’t you?” Parker whispers while pinching my nipple. “You want all of us, just like you did after Thanksgiving.”

Try as I might to regain control, my body betrays me, weak from being teased. Parker and Soren switch places, each of them taking a turn with my pussy without allowing me to come. I’m upset when Parker shows me his gentleness, taking his time to trace my clit before plunging into my entrance. When he’s had his fill of my begging, he swaps spots with Tomas, hazel-brown eyes holding my gaze and daring me to look away.

“Please,” I beg, “Let me come, Tommy.”

“Do you really deserve it, doll?” he asks while sliding a second finger inside me. “After all that you did?”

I whimper when his thumb joins my clit, sending shock waves through my core as I clutch Soren and Parker to my neck.

“But I do,” I whine while tangling my fingers into Soren’s hair. “I always deserve it. You know you like seeing me come. Please, please…”

Soren and Parker pull back simultaneously, leaving Tomas with me. When Tomas pulls his fingers out of my pussy and licks them, I groan with frustration, struggling to chase after them. I’m left standing by myself with so much fluid soaking my panties that I can feel it dripping between my thighs.

Before I can say anything, Amos barges into the room. “Is this really the kind of party you want to be known for, Alexandra?”

I roll my eyes as I fix my clothes. “Do you fucking mind? I’m busy having a meeting.”

“We’re aware of that, dear Alexandra,” he shoots back. He points behind him at the open door. “The whole party could hear what you were doing.”

I stare at him. “Excuse me?”

“The Alexa speaker just broadcast your entire meeting to the people in the foyer.”

The three boys standing next to me look smug when I look at them. Soren shrugs nonchalantly and tucks his hands into his pockets as he says, “Sorry, sugar. Guess I’m a pussy teaser.”

Fury lashes through my body as my vision goes red. I scream for them to get the fuck out of the study, sending them with Amos into the foyer. The guests who dare to remain near the speaker are snickering, watching to see what I’ll do next.

So, I kick everyone out.

The party is fucking over as far as I’m concerned. I’m humiliated like it always seems to go with these guys, their only goal to make me look weak in front of the whole town. But I won’t look weak after I take proper control of my empire. I won’t be fucked with—and I’ll make sure every single person in this godforsaken dump understands that.