CHAPTER FOUR: THE RITUAL

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GRACE POV

“Why do you have to get married?” I asked my mother, not caring about the tears running down my face. I was excited when my mother came to visit me at school, but the news she brought was devastating.

“It’s been a long time since your father died, Grace”, My mother Elena said. Her voice was strained and sad.

“Please, I need you at the wedding”, She begged. “You’re the only family I have left”

I couldn’t stand her begging or the tears in her eyes. I opened the car door and slammed it shut, walking into my dorm without looking back at her.

“What happened to you?” My roommate asked as soon as I fell on my bed.

“I’m having a terrible hangover, I’m heartbroken, my mother is getting married, and I know nothing about this new family. She might even be getting scammed,” I groaned. My mother was just too sheltered.

“Sorry, I just might have something that will make you feel better”, Madison said, her eyes glistening.

I turned to look at her with suspicious eyes.

“This Grace”, She pointed her phone at my face. “We are going to the hottest sophomore party in East Dale. ‘The Ritual’

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I have no idea how I got convinced to attend this party with Madison, a notorious club person. I looked at the sheer white dress I was wearing and groaned. The party invitation had stated everyone should be in white and wear a mask.

“Excuse me” Someone rushed past me, pushing me to the floor. I try to hold onto something to stop myself from falling.

“Mmmnngg.” A man groaned. “Well, aren’t you going to let go?” The male voice said.

I raised my head and was suddenly aware that I was holding on to a man’s dick, which had grown harder.

I hastily let go, apologizing, “I’m sorry” My cheeks were hot from the embarrassment, and my hands felt heavy.

I finally took a good look at the man and was in shock. His face was covered with a black mask, but from the outline of his jawline, I could tell that he was very handsome.

He snorted coldly and walked away.

I stood still by what just happened and pointed my middle finger at his back, deeply annoyed.

“Grace”, Madison's cheerful voice called, dragging me to the side.

“Are you drunk?” I hissed.

“I signed us up for the Ritual”, She placed a green drink in my hand, forcing me to drink it.

“The What?” I choked on my saliva.

“It’s about to start; let’s go”, She dragged me towards a hall with dark lighting, and a card was stuffed in my hands.

“Let’s meet up later, have fun”, Madison smiled.

I was blindfolded and pushed into a room, leaving me reeling from all that had just happened.

I lifted my hands to take the blindfold off my face.

“Do not remove it”, A voice commanded from inside the room, and I jumped slightly, alarmed.

For some weird reason, I listened to him.

I could hear the man’s footsteps behind me; the alcohol in my system made me feel dizzy.

I suck in a breath when he lifts his hands to push my hair to the side. “What….”

I tried to speak, but I could only swallow nervously, my palm clammy with sweat.

I gasped as his long finger trailed down my neck, the vein at my throat thumping at his touch. He lowers his hand down over my gown, pressing the sheer material softly to my chest. The pressure of my bra rubbing on my nipples made them harden.

I stood still, half paralysed at his action; his touch made my lower belly tighten and my chest ache.

“I should….” I swallow, my tongue heavy. “I’m sorry”, I stumble over my words, shock rolling through my body. “I should go”

I forced my feet to move, but the man wrapped his hands around my waist, his warm breath hitting my neck. I whimpered.

“Stay”, He whispered roughly into my ear and from his voice, I knew he was also affected by the tension between us.

Without permission, his hands slipped under my dress and to my breast. A chill runs up my back, making me shiver.

“Don’t…” I lost my voice when his hands touched my sensitive breast. I leaned into his touch, a moan escaping my lips.

“I’ve been watching you”, The man admitted.  “Since I saw you when you arrived, I’ve been unable to focus”

He pinched my nipples, making my head swim. “I’ll make you feel good tonight. Will you let me?”

At this moment, I should have said no, but his hands on my breast made me unable to think, and I gave in to him.

My mother would cry her eyes out if she knew I was drunk at this party and was about to sleep with a stranger.

I feel the heat of his body leave me. “What…” I could hear the sound of the drawer being opened.

He grabbed my hands behind my back, and I bent over the side of the bed. I couldn’t scream as my wrists were tied.

I’m pushed gently on the bed, my panties being pulled from under me, and I’m left open before a stranger. He spreads my legs wider, and I blush at the fact that he could see all of me.

“No….stop… don’t look”, I cried out, embarrassed. I blushed as shame crawled in my stomach.

The man runs his thumb over my clit, and I jump slightly. He lowers his face, licking my pussy.

“You taste so good….” He complimented, diving in again.

My hips jump, but he holds them in place. “Oh, God…” I exclaimed, tears clinging to my eyes.

I was wet, and he slipped a finger inside of me; it felt strange and foreign. A little bit painful.

“I know you can take it like a good girl”, He whispered, his other hand roughly tugging on my nipple.

He dove into my pussy again, and I could feel my wetness running down my legs. My orgasm was close, and my moan became louder. He threw my legs on his shoulders and continued his ministration.

The orgasm hit me like a tsunami, my body shaking and convulsing hard. It took a while for me to calm down.

“Ahhh”, I screamed as he bit into my thighs. “Why did you do that….” I cried in agitation.

“I’m showing you who you belong to, Grace”, Hayden whispered.