ACE The sound of my paws stomping the forest’s grounds had been echoing for hours. I’d ran through every corner of the forest since 10 am, and now it was almost sundown. I knew the entire expanse like the back of my palm because I’d been running through it on the 12th of every month for the last two years now.Today marked the second year. 12th July, the day I had my heart ripped from my open chest. Since that day, I haven’t had need for a heart because she took it with her when she betrayed me. Every vulnerable moment of intimacy we shared was my weakness, but now that I had no heart to develop any need for that, I was stronger than myself. Despite getting rid of that weakness, she had been running through my mind randomly for the past two years. I wished there was a way to quiet my mind. To burn those memories to ashes. To break free from the shackles of being stabbed in the back by the woman I’d have given my life for in a heartbeat. On some days, I succeeded in completely blo
ACE“What?” she asked in an incredulous tone. Again, she was making me chuckle. “I wanna play. You’re a plaything. Do the maths, President.”“You can’t possibly be serious,” she snorted, grabbing her door handle and trying to force it open like I had a knife to her neck. I didn’t care for her shenanigans so I turned on the radio and drowned out her clamoring and protesting with a Post Malone playlist. When ten minutes went by and I remained unmoved by all her attempts to frustrate me, she finally quieted down and folded her arms under her chest angrily. Now, that particular posture was starting to create problems for me. When I first noticed it, I tried to ignore her, but my eyes kept peeking over in her direction every few seconds. There was something about the angry rise and fall of her perky tits that made my mouth water and my crotch area tighten. It didn’t help matters that her white dress was soaked and see through. I could easily make out the pattern of her lacy underwear
APRILI was still kicking my feet in the air in protest as he carried me through the private parking lot. My screams were useless since the entire area was void of people, from the closed off lot, we walked into a luxurious gold themed reception but there was no attendant behind the mountain like desk in the corner, and then he hit the button for the lift and it descended in seconds. “Fucking put me down, right now!” I yelled as he stepped in. “No can do, president,” I could hear the anger in his voice as the lift came to a stop and dinged open. I groaned in annoyance as we walked into the most majestic dark themed penthouse I’d ever stepped foot into. It was what I imagined the VIP arm of hell would look like, draped in stunning artwork and reeking of billions of dollars. Unfortunately, I couldn’t enjoy the ambience while this asshole with a stupidly fragile ego was about to punish me for pointing out his most glaring flaw. It wasn’t my fault that he was horrible at hiding it, h
APRILWhen it thrusted into me without warning, I was blown away by the burst of pleasure that exploded inside me.“Holy fuck,” I arched further into it, welcoming the insane feeling. The toy he was now using to fuck my guts out of me was a combination of a finger and tongue stimuli. The fact that it was vibrating inside me stimulated my clit and made my lower tummy tighten with glee.“And here you were thinking you weren’t made to be punished this way,” he growled out, voice thick with lust as he slowed his pace before slamming back into me harshly. I bit into the bed to keep from screaming my head off when he did it again, and again. At this rate, he was going to fucking wreck me to pieces. “You should’ve known that a smart mouth like yours comes with a taste for the darkest sexual fantasies. You just managed to bury yours so far up your ass by always pretending to be prim and proper,” he spanked my ass at the same time that he picked his pace and I nearly convulsed with pleasure
ACE “We’re definitely done,” she groaned and turned on her side like she was trying to get comfortable enough to sleep. “Not until I say we are.” I leaned forward and started undoing her chains, making sure to shake the sleep out of her while I was at it. For any other girl, I’d be done after the whipping and sex toy play, but with a defiant little whore that never learned her lesson like April, I intended to punish her until there was no stubborn bone left in her body. As I turned her over and undid her blindfold, she still dared to argue with me after I’d made my intentions clear as day. “I’m too drained for anything else,” she shook her head as she spoke but I paid her no heed, especially since her eyes dropped to my dick the second the blindfold was lifted off her face. I bit back a chuckle and pulled her towards me, only stopping when her legs were dangling off the edge of the table and my dick was lined at her entrance. The way she slightly pressed her clit again
ACEShe wasn’t special, and yet I was subconsciously treating her so.On a regular day, I wouldn’t spare a glance over at a girl after I’d fucked her until she was passed out. I particularly enjoyed the feeling of pulling and walking away like it never happened, discarding the women I’d used like trash. There was always a spare clothe in my drawers in the BDSM room, so I just let them find it whenever they regained consciousness, most times I even headed out to find the next woman to sexually taint while one was still back at my place. None of the women I fucked with every complained about my attitude because they had no right to. I hated smart mouthed women so much that I included the NDA for every plaything I had that they weren’t allowed to complain about what happened after a session was over. April signed that same NDA, so I had every right to walk away and never look back until the next time I was in need of nee services, but I couldn’t.For some reason, I found myself headin
APRILThe test results are in; I’m officially batshit crazy. No one and nothing can convince me otherwise because my thoughts have been a complete mess since I left Ace’s house, and it’s been two long ass days already. I expected that the thoughts would vanish after a day went by, but they seemed to only be getting more intense and distracting by the day. That night was wilder than any I’d ever had, one for the books. Yet, it didn’t sit right with me that I couldn’t just tuck it in a corner of my mind and let it be. I was constantly reliving every whip, every spank, every stroke, every kiss, and every life shattering orgasm that made me eager for a repeat. It’s even much worse that I got turned on each time I thought of it. Especially those moments without the blindfold when I could see every muscle in his body flex with the hottest mix of anger and primal desire. He fucked me with that vibrator like he was punishing me, but he was evidently punishing himself judging from how desp
NICKThat was the worst gut punch my emotions had ever taken. Watching April walk off after declining my request to go to lunch together sent several stings through my chest. I thought we’d developed a friendly rapport all this while, but she clearly only saw me as the guy who she was bound to by a contract. For a while now, that was the least interesting thing about her to me, and I assumed that we were at a point where we could share an innocent meal and spend some time together. Apparently, I was wrong to think so.The fact that she thought we were only joined by a sexual arrangement was hurtful, more than I’d expected it to be. With the heaviness growing in my chest, I forced myself away from the spot I’d been stuck in and made my way out of the lecture block. I’d just hit the unlock button on my car keys from a distance when some heavy breasted chic I remembered fucking last session walked up towards me, grinning and letting her boobs bounce with every step. “You look gloomy,
XANDERHow long would it take for me to bleed out and die if I stabbed myself in the eye? I wondered. For the next couple of minutes that followed, I felt like I was constantly thinking of all the fastest ways to end my life so I didn’t have to tolerate this mind numbingly boring conversation between my father and his unwanted guests. The worst part of it all was that I couldn’t simply zone out of the conversation because I was required to be present enough to answer whatever questions were thrown my way. It was either I engaged in the conversation as little as I could or I risked incurring my father’s wrath once they left the dinner table. And trust me, a boring conversation that made me want to take my life was much better than being on the receiving end of my supposedly calm father’s wrath. “You’re a business major, right? I’ve heard wonderful things about the business program in Enigma college, it’s by far the best in the country,” Luna Mendel was speaking to me and I was tryi
XANDER I nearly threw my monitor across the room as the pictures flooded in. My Private Investigator, Shane, was doing his job a little too well, uncovering things that left me wishing for death with how furious and jealous they made me. The last few days, he has only been able to send me pictures of April going about her normal activities, from being an insufferable nerd in the library, her silly volunteering gigs, and her stuck up student board meetings. After getting boring pictures for a couple of days, I assumed that her and Nick’s closeness was in the dumps after that little stunt of mine, but judging from the pictures now displayed on my system, they were back and closer than ever. The first one was of them in his car that was parked in a deserted street corner, kissing like they were each other’s better half. There’s something about it that seemed different and unsettling, and I hated it. The pictures that followed were of them holding hands and walking into his house lik
APRIL When I woke up the next morning, I was surprised to find myself in bed because I recalled us falling asleep on the living room couch. It was sweet of him to have carried me into the room so gently that he didn’t disturb my sleep. “Nick?” I called out softly as I yawned, only to look around and see that he wasn’t in bed but there was a surprise waiting for me where he should’ve been. In his place, there was a tray of delicious smelling breakfast on a tray. It was stacked with chocolate pancakes, sausages, scrambled eggs, strawberries, and a jug of coffee. I sat up in bed, my eyes watering up again at the sweet gesture. No one had ever been this intentional and kind to me, I wasn’t sure how to react to being treated with so much care and adoration. If he was any sweeter to me, I’d probably become diabetic at this point. “Hey, sweetheart, you're up,” Nick walked into the room with two mugs, smiling at me like I was the most pleasing sight in existence. “Thank you so much for
APRIL Everything still felt like a dream. From Nick’s confession, to how he’d reassured me, and then the way he’d swept me off my feet with that heart melting kiss we shared. All of it felt too good to be real, so much that I’d kept pinching myself secretly while we headed to his apartment, and since none of the punches made me jump from sleep, I had to accept that it was all real.When we finally arrived at his house, he suggested cooking me a meal and I insisted on helping. After refusing my help a few times, I kept badgering him until he finally gave in and accepted it. He had a recipe book that was his mom’s and he said that he’d memorized all the recipes since he was a teenager but he liked having it nearby while he cooked because it just made him feel closer to her. I found that heartwarming and adorable and it somehow made the process of cooking more enjoyable. We laughed heartily, fed each other tasting samples, talked about our food fails over the years and even danced to
APRIL I was completely floored by his confession. While I’d boldly pointed out that he didn’t like me, I wasn’t expecting him to counter it by confessing that he did. I’d just thought he would apologize for how he reacted when Xander threw the question at him and nothing more. From the way he’s been treating me of late, I guessed that he liked me better than his other friends, but I hadn’t expected him to confess to it this way. I felt so flustered by his words that I decided to wave it off as a joke instead of responding in an emotional way. “Of course you like every bit of me, I’m adorable,” I wiggled my brows and chuckled lightly, hoping to steer him off the topic that way. “That’s right. But I hope you know I’m serious as a heartbeat about my feelings for you. It’s way too stressful to remain in denial about them, especially when they seem to multiply by the day and you’re on my mind every second of the day,” he went into a more in-depth confession that completely swept me of
APRILI’ve never wanted the ground to open up and swallow me whole as I did right now. It felt like the gods would jump down from the clouds and strike me dead if I dared to reject Brooke’s pleas to join her for lunch, because I was clearly the cause of her distress. But the guilt, shame and discomfort I felt from being around her was the worst kind of torture, that’s why I kept wishing for a quick end to my life whenever she was near. Brooke was such a sweetheart and I felt horrible that I was one of the major causes of her heart ache. If I could end what I had with Ace easily, I would’ve done so since the first night I saw her crying after their argument, but knowing him, he’d have my secrets circling the entire school the second I tried to back out of the contract and I couldn’t afford to have that happen. When she asked me if I knew anything about the volunteer she’d seen him leave with on that night, I nearly shriveled up on the spot with the shock that slammed into me. I kne
BROOKEMy life was worse than hell, all the seven circles combined couldn’t compare to how horrible it was. And Ace was the bastard repeatedly lighting the match. A perfect example was last night when he showed up to a family dinner reeking of sex. He clearly smelt like another female and there’s no one at the table who didn’t pick up on it. Everyone acted like they were ignoring it, but from the subtle disgusted glares my mother kept shooting my way when no one was looking, I knew she would rain hell on me once we got home. I’d thought Ace was sensible enough to act better around our families, but he clearly didn’t have a shred of respect for anyone on the face of the earth. He could’ve saved me so much trouble by simply cleaning up better before dinner, but he’d much rather be an insufferable asshole by not doing so. After dinner, my mother rained me with derogatory comments and insults as usual before sending me into a den for another group of wrinkled old Alphas to do with me
XANDER The way her eyes narrowed into slits told me that she was about to protest, and I weirdly found her stubbornness attractive for some reason. Maybe I needed professional help at this point. “Let me fucking go. I mea—”On instinct, I used her wrist to pull her into my arms and crashed my lips against hers to shut her up. She used her free hand to push my chest, but I didn’t let her go, I just pressed my lips harder against hers, swiping my tongue out every few seconds to seek entrance. April groaned against my lips, now fisting a portion of my shirt and pulling on it to get me away from her, but I still didn’t budge. I couldn’t bring myself to stop kissing her even though I knew that I should before her protests worsened. When her stubborn refusal got a tad annoying, I grabbed both of her wrists in one of mine and pinned them behind her back, before wrapping my other palm around the base of her neck to keep our lip’s connected because I couldn’t bear for them to be apart. M
XANDERAs soon as we were done wrecking April’s tight holes, Ace had to leave for a dinner date with his family and Brooke’s. April washed up and changed into my clothes a while ago, and now she was scrolling through channel after channel on the TV while barely paying any attention to me. That allowed me to watch her to heart’s content, and it was so enjoyable because I realized sometime ago that I really liked seeing her in my clothes. The way my basketball jersey fit loosely around her slender frame, the enticing way that her perky boobs lifted the front of the jersey, how her small adorable feet stuck out of my joggers as she swung them absentmindedly, and the knowledge that she smelt like me whenever she had my clothes on. All of that flooded me with a level of satisfaction that should be Illegal. The most disturbing part of it was that this wasn’t the first time, I’d realized how much I enjoyed watching her move around in my clothes a while back, and I’d been ignoring it, but