ログインZuri"Think you can take more?" Chris brushed his thumb along my jaw, and even wrecked and shaking the way I was, something in his voice made my whole body answer before my brain caught up.I imagined his own cock, fucking his brother's cum out of me. Tired and sore as I was, I wanted that. I'd wanted to be used by them like this for longer than I'd ever admit out loud. To be their fucktoy. I'd dreamed it, imagined it, all three of them taking turns until I passed out, except there was no Audric in the picture anymore."Yes." My own voice sounded foreign to me, hoarse and certain at once. "I want it."Ethan sat back on his heels beside me, still catching his breath, and I felt the look that passed between the two of them more than I saw it."You're still trembling from me." His voice was low. "Are you sure you want him too?""Yes. I can handle it.""Then lie back for me and spread those legs."Ethan shifted around behind me, helping me ease back until I was lying flat agains
EthanI didn't give her time to second-guess it. I bunched her skirt around her hips, hooked my fingers into the waistband of her panties, and tore them down in one motion, the fabric giving way easy, and she gasped, palms flat against the lockers, hips already tilting back toward me on instinct."You want to be a whore." I freed myself with one hand, the head already slick and heavy, and dragged it through the mess between her thighs. She was soaked, hot, swollen, dripping onto my fingers.I lined up and pushed in without warning, without mercy, burying every thick inch in one brutal thrust that punched the air out of her lungs.She cried out, back arching hard, nails scraping metal. Her cunt clenched around me like it was trying to keep me out and pull me deeper at the same time. Tight. So fucking tight it bordered on painful, the kind of grip that made my vision white out for a second."Fuck." My hands gripped her hips hard enough to bruise, and I set a brutal pace immediately
EthanThe locker room had mostly cleared out by the time I heard the door creak open behind me. Half the team was still out on the ice soaking up the win, the other half already gone, and I'd stayed back specifically because I didn't have it in me to watch Audric parade Gabriela around in front of everyone for one more second.I didn't need to turn around to know who it was."What do you want?""You dropped me off this morning." Zuri's voice came out smaller than I'd ever heard it, hovering near the doorway like she wasn't sure she was welcome. "I texted you after. You never responded.""Why exactly did you need me to respond?" I kept my back to her, shoving my gear into my bag harder than necessary. "I dropped you off. That's what you asked for.""Because I needed someone to talk to." Her voice cracked slightly. "I just needed my friend."That word landed wrong, and I finally turned around to look at her."My friend." I let out a short laugh that had nothing funny in it. "You
ChrisI still didn't understand what the hell happened between them.Ethan burst into the locker room this morning in hot rage and decked Audric without a word of warning. I'd pulled them apart along with half the team, watched Coach haul both of them off to his office, and still had no idea what had actually set it off. Audric walked out with a busted nose and an expression that dared people to ask any question. Neither of them would tell me anything beyond the fact that it was "about Zuri."Whatever it was, it had cost us both of them for the first two periods, and tonight, down a goal against a team we should have been beating easily, I felt every bit of that absence.We were sloppy. Uncoordinated. The kind of game where every pass felt half a second too slow and every shot sailed just wide, and by the end of the second period we were down two goals with a bench that looked more tired than it had any right to be this early in the season.Coach Reeves paced the boards during th
ZuriMy pen kept tapping against the edge of my notebook, a nervous rhythm I couldn't seem to stop, my eyes fixed on the same paragraph of notes I'd been staring at for the last twenty minutes without actually reading a word of it."Ms. Sterling."I jolted upright. The professor stood at the front of the room, arms crossed, waiting."Care to answer the question?"I hadn’t even heard him ask the question. My mind was still stuck on that mountain—on how Audric had abandoned me there after sleeping with me. I kept running through every possible reason, desperately trying to figure out why he could have done that to me."I'm sorry, could you repeat that?"A few people snickered somewhere behind me. The professor's mouth thinned."Concentrate, Ms. Sterling, or find somewhere else to sit through my lecture.""Sorry." I dropped my eyes back to my notebook, cheeks burning, and didn't look up again for the rest of the hour.Maya leaned over the second the professor dismissed us, note
EthanI found Audric by his stall, half into his gear, laughing at something one of the other guys had said.Like nothing happened.Like he hadn’t left a girl all by herself in the middle of nowhere.How cruel could one person be?Did he even stop to think about what could have happened to her? What if someone dangerous had found her? What if they had decided to hurt her?And worst of all, he had taken her virginity and then left her to deal with the aftermath alone. Her first time. A moment that was supposed to mean something, only for him to make her feel like she meant nothing.My hands curled into fists.I didn’t say a word.I crossed the locker room and drove my fist straight into his face before he even saw me coming.“You bastard.”He staggered backward into the lockers, knocking a helmet off its hook. His hand flew to his nose as blood welled instantly, slipping between his fingers.“What the fuck is wrong with you?”The room went silent around us. Sticks and pads
RheaGreg found me near the back of the ballroom, his hand landing gently on my shoulder.“There you are, kiddo. Come, there are some people I would like you to meet.” His smile was warm, genuine. “The Harrisons have been asking about you.”The Harrisons. Old money. The kind of people who smiled to
RHEAPain woke me before anything else.Not just the burning across my chest where they’d carved their initials into my skin. That was there, constant and throbbing. But the ache between my legs was worse—a deep, bone-deep soreness that made even the thought of moving unbearable.They hadn’t given
Rhea“Good.” Brandon’s hands slid down my arms, guiding them behind the chair. “Because you’ve earned it, baby. Choosing him this morning. Walking around with his hands on you all day. Lying to us about Camilla.”He picked up a rope from a table. The rope was soft against my wrists as he worked eff
RHEAI stood in front of my closet, staring at rows of clothes that suddenly seemed impossible to navigate. Every movement sent sharp reminders through my body of what had happened last night.My thighs ached. My back stung where the bark had scraped it raw. And between my legs—God, between my legs







