Elise pulled me toward a large house in the outskirts of the town, I stared at the text message sent to me from an anonymous number, my chest tight in anticipation. Since I had left home three days ago, I hadn’t told anyone that I was coming back to my hometown. Only Elise knew. “Girl!” Anna shouted, grabbing my phone from me. “We’re about to head into your first party since you finally got the balls to leave your father’s estate and come back to town. Put your phone away!” I took my phone from her and shoved it into my purse, tucking some brown hair behind my ear. “I thought you hated partying?” “My best friend is back in town. You bet your cute little tush that I’m going to party, no matter how much I hate the smoke and drunk monsters trying to crawl up into every girl’s bed. Gods, I see enough of that at the pub.” After looping her arm around mine, she pulled me into the dimly lit house. Smoke and haze lay heavily around grinding bodies. People of all species danced and drank t
An explanation? Nerves zipped through me, and I found myself stepping back farther into the room. The four wolves followed me, their mere stature so much bigger and more confident than I ever remembered. What kind of damn explanation did I have for leaving them? None. “My dad made me leave,” I whispered, holding my hands up, as if to show them I wasn’t dangerous. Hell, I didn’t even know why I was doing it. A human like me could never be dangerous to four ruthless wolves like them. “He smashed my phone and moved me across the country.” “You didn’t say good-bye,” Lucas said. Dark skin, a single cuffed earring, and a fade with three-inch dreadlocks, Darius stood a bit stockier than the others. If it wasn’t for his gold family ring that he wore around his right thumb, I wouldn’t have recognized him. “I didn’t think I was leaving,” I said. “You left on your eighteenth birthday,” Tyler said, his voice deeper than it had been since I’d last seen him. Last time I had seen him, he had
“You ready?” Asher said from the doorway, watching me intently and smiling softly. “I’ve calmed Asher down. We don’t have to talk about anything tonight. It’s just going to be a … reunion of sorts, a time to get reacquainted.”“Reacquainted, huh?” I asked, stepping closer to the doorway.He paused and stared down at me, those golden eyes still the same. Memories flooded through my mind of the night before my eighteenth birthday, the night before Dad had changed my life forever. The guys and I had played an innocent game of Truth or Dare.“Why don't we play Truth or Dare?” Tyler said, glancing at the guys. “You guys do remember that it was our favorite game to play in high school, don’t you? We can play the adult version since we’re all grown up.”“The adult version?” I asked, arching a brow and feeling the warmth grow between my legs. Our Truth or Dare games in high school had gotten a bit freaky, though not as much as I had hoped at the time. “What does the adult version of Truth or
I glanced over at the guys, realizing that I wasn’t the only one turned on. Each one of them had their hand against their crotch, either trying to hide their boner, like Asher, or slowly stroking himself. Just the thought of them being hard for me made me almost tip over the edge.Pressure rose in my core, my heart racing. I couldn’t believe I was doing this. Touching myself in front of my four best friends? That was beyond anything I had ever done before, even with my incubus ex. He had never compared to them.The more I rubbed my pussy, the hornier the guys seemed to get. I continued, and before I knew it, Tyler had slipped his hand into his pants, strands of his dark hair falling onto his forehead. I inhaled sharply at the sight, my cheeks flushing.“Yes,” I whispered. “Please, continue.”Next was Lucas to undo his jeans button. I glanced over at him and rubbed my pussy faster. Oh God. If they kept doing this, I was going to come.A few moments later, even Tyler began stroking hims
“Let loose a bit,”Asher said, clutching the diary. “I saw the way you kept staring at her tits last night while she touched herself for us. You guys might’ve had something more innocent in high school, but it’s been four years. I bet she wants to fuck you just as much as you want to fuck her.”Lucas pressed his lips together, then grimaced, not refuting a word Asher had just said.“Open the diary,” I ordered.Asher laid the diary flat on the kitchen table and opened it to the first page after the Table of Contents. We all, even Lucas, leaned forward to read Entry #1. It was dated a day before her eighteenth birthday.This is wrong. This is so wrong.I shouldn’t be thinking these dirty things about my best friends, but I can’t stop. Every time I see their faces, I can’t help but imagine them inside me, pinning and restraining me, using toys on me until I come over and over, fucking me out in public behind The Cane Diner dumpster during the daytime.One Sunday morning, I’ll get the cour
LUCAS“They stole my diary!”Anna whispered to someone over the phone.I leaned closer to her door and grabbed the handle, wanting to barge right in before the guys came back from planning what we’d do to Anna tonight. But I didn’t want to overstep. This was the first time that Anna had gotten any alone time since this morning.Asher had been a bitch about not letting her out of anyone’s sight.“So?” the girl said over the phone. “It’s just a diary.”“It is not just any diary, Elise!”After glancing over my shoulder and down into the empty living room, I realized I needed to talk to Anna now. Asher, Jake, and Tyler would be back very soon with a plan and some supplies for tonight.Without knocking, I pushed open the door and walked into the room. Anna paced nervously around, her hair thrown up into a high ponytail and her eyes wide.When she saw me, she gnawed on the inside of her lip. “I have to go, Elise. I’ll talk to you later.”She shut off the phone and gently placed it on her nigh
“You’ve been gone for too long,” I growled. “You don’t ever get to leave now.”I might’ve been the nice guy, but I hadn’t come up here to tell her to leave or even prepare for tonight.For the past four years, my only goal had been to find her again. She would never leave us again, not even if she begged to go. Not one of us would allow it. We had gone years without our mate, years without our best friend.Tonight, I had come up here to warn her that we weren’t the same guys that she had left. Now, we fully understood what she meant to us, and we would do anything to keep her safe. Even if that meant killing her father.Anna“Run,”one of my best friend’s whispered into my ear, voice gruff under a skeleton mask that hid his entire head both his face and his hair. He wrapped his leather-gloved hands around my arms and pulled me back to him, letting me feel his hardness throbbing against his dark and baggy jeans. “Run away from us, Pretty Bird. Try not to get caught,” he growled low agai
I opened my mouth wider and tried so desperately to breathe, my cheeks flushing. After smacking the back of my head once more, he snatched a fistful of my hair and yanked me back. Spitting up saliva, I gasped for air, my chest rising and falling.“You’re not finished,” he said, collapsing onto the couch and pulling me between his legs. He forced my head down on his cock again, this time closing his fingers over my nose so I couldn’t breathe out of it. “Take it like the filthy slut you wanted to be tonight, Pretty Bird.”Bouncing my head on his cock, I stared up at him with wide eyes and pushed my hands against his thighs, trying to get away. Yet two of the other masked men grabbed my hands and wrapped them around their hard, throbbing cocks. I stroked them back and forth, my breasts pressed together against the couch.“Spit between your tits,” one said, pulling himself out of my mouth.I let a wad of spit drip from my lips onto my chest and between my tits. The masked man stood up fro