If You Dare (Dare 3)

I’ve killed people but not for sport. The men and woman I killed deserved it. Demi would have been innocent. She played me, yes, but I was just jealous that, for once, I met someone who knew how to play the game better than I did.

She releases a little moan and shifts, causing the comforter to pull down and expose her chest to me. My fingers make their way over her chest bone and then her breast. She shifts again and my hand lowers over her stomach and between her legs. She’s naked. “Deke.” She sighs my name when I run a finger over her pussy.

“Yes, princess?” I ask, leaning down and kissing her neck as my finger slides into her.

“Oh, God, Deke.” She pants, her hips lifting off the bed.

I shove off the covers and position myself between her legs. She looks up at me with heavy eyes. I remove my finger and slide two in this time. She arches her back and whimpers. “Does that hurt?” I ask as my thumb starts to rub her clit.

“Yes.” Her hands grip the sheets.

“Good,” I say and remove them before gripping my hard cock. She likes it when it hurts. And I hate to admit that she can take the pain. Becky hated it. Demi craves it. I like that I don’t have to pretend with her.

DEMI

I sit on Deke’s lap in the living room with my second cup of coffee in my hand. Austin sits beside me, glaring at Cole who lounges in the recliner across from us. I haven’t heard them say one word to each other all day. She’s pissed, and he seems indifferent about it. Like this is something that happens often. Not sure what went down after they left the bar last night, but she obviously isn’t over it.

“I don’t understand how this is gonna work?” I finally say.

“We’re gonna ask him,” Bennett says simply.

He and Shane arrived an hour ago. That could be another reason the tension is high in this house. “He won’t tell you anything.”

“Oh, he’ll talk.” Deke snorts.

“You don’t know him,” I argue.

“I don’t need to know him. There’s something he loves, and if he doesn’t tell us what we want, we take it from him.”

Austin finally speaks. “You’re gonna kill the professor? That’s not smart. You’re all gonna end up in jail.”

Cole smiles at her. “I’m glad to see you still care about me, sweetheart, but no. No one is gonna die tonight.”

“That we know of. But plans change,” Deke says cryptically.

I sigh. “Then what are you gonna take?”

“His legs. His arms.” Cole shrugs carelessly. “Hands. Whatever body part the man needs to play football.”

“You’re gonna break his bones?” I ask.

Deke chuckles behind me. “No, princess. Bones can heal.”

I swallow at the amusement in his voice, but I feel butterflies in my stomach. This is the part of Deke I wanted to see. The ruthless evil that swims inside him.

Cole leans forward, placing his elbows on his knees. “I’ve got a question, though. There was a woman. She was at UT. Before we knew he was gay, we saw him talking to her outside the classroom. And we thought he was cheating on you with her. Do you know who she is?”

I frown. Seth has a lot of girls who are friends. He gets along with everyone. “What did she look like?”

“Pretty,” he says with a smirk and I know he said that just to piss Austin off. “She had brown hair and brown eyes—”

“That’s his twin sister.” I interrupt Cole, knowing who they are talking about. “She is dating Peter. The guy who you guys beat up the other day after swim practice.”

A slow smile spreads across Shane’s face and it has me sitting back more into Deke. I don’t know much about him. Less than the others. He was closest with Kellan. Who knows what Shane is thinking now?

“Are you going to hurt her?” Austin asks.

Cole sits back and runs his hand over his chin. “We’ll do whatever needs to be done.”

“Our concern is Seth,” Bennett says, looking at Austin. Clearly trying to smooth over what Cole just said. “He’s our main priority. I doubt she knows much.”

Austin gets up and walks out of the room. Cole watches her from his seat but makes no move to go after her. Seconds later, you hear their bedroom door slam shut.

Shane laughs. “Don’t you worry she’ll kill you in your sleep?”

Cole just smiles. He’d probably get off on that.

CHAPTER THIRTY

DEKE

I MAKE MY way through the crowd of kids who clutter the living room. “Boneshaker” by Redlight King blasts through the large speakers that are placed in the corners.

I take a drink from my Solo cup as a blonde pushes her way past me. She steps up onto the coffee table and removes her shirt, showing everyone her pink bra with white polka dots on it. She tosses the shirt to another girl who stands beside me. Guys and girls holler over the song. I keep walking, not seeing who I’m looking for. I exit the living room and head down a long hallway. I catch sight of Cole standing in the kitchen talking to a girl who sits next to us in one of our classes at UT. His eyes meet mine briefly, but he doesn’t acknowledge me in any way. I pass the kitchen and keep going until I’m in the back of the house.