Page 64 of Pretty Little Psycho

Fuck. I look over toward the elevator buttons and my stomach drops as I realize we’re not moving. His finger is firmly pressed against the button that keeps the doors from opening. “Look, I’m sorry if you misread my intentions that night, but I’m already seeing someone.”

He glowers down at me. “I heard you’re seeing three dudes. One cock ain’t enough for you?”

The fuck? I shove my hands against his chest, but he doesn’t budge. “That’s none of your business. But if any of them find out about what you’re doing right now, they will murder you.”

Zeke chuckles. “I think you overestimate your pussy, darling. Riot was just in the locker room the other day talking about how you let all three of them finger bang you at Nocturnus House.”

My blood chills and it hurts to breathe. “What?”

Zeke presses his body against mine, boxing me into the corner of the elevator that still isn’t fucking moving. “Yeah,” he continues. “But I didn’t need him to tell me. I was there, beautiful.”

My head spins as the weight of his words threatens to suck the life out of me.

He takes a strand of my hair and twirls it around his finger. “That’s right. I was there watching you get your pussy mangled. You were so eager. So fucking willing. I like that about you.”

He’s a fucking Nocturnus initiate? No. This can’t be happening. I swallow and lick my lips to will moisture back into my mouth. “Well, then you remember when Riot warned you all what would happen if anybody touched me.”

Zeke laughs. “Who’s gonna tell him? You? Like he’s going to believe a nasty little whore over one of his own members. He doesn’t fucking trust you. He said so himself.”

Lies. Riot would believe me. Wouldn’t he? Moments flash through my mind. That night he found me in the bathroom, the way I flirted with Zeke at Swallow, stealing Valentin’s car, and taking selfies with the guy at the bar… Fuck. I haven’t given Riot a single reason to trust me.

I look up at his smug face and fight the urge to cry. “I need to get ready for class. Please let me go.”

Zeke places a hand on either side of me, caging me in tighter. “If you recall, he said I can’t touch. He never said anything about not looking.”

I start to hyperventilate. “Please, just let me out. I won’t say anything.”

“Shhh, it’s okay. I’m going to let you go. Yeah, but first I want you to play with your pussy for me.”

I shake my head and try to slip out of his grip but he’s too strong. “No. I don’t want to,” I yell.

Zeke slams his palm against the elevator wall, barely missing my cheek. “Yeah, you do. If you don’t fucking do it right now, I’ll tell everyone that you seduced me to get back at them. That you came to me and begged to ride my cock all fucking night. And they’ll believe it. I saw that little argument between you and Val just now. You’re a feisty little bitch who wants to make her daddy jealous.”

Fuck. What if he’s right? I stomped off after getting possessive over their whereabouts. I’m unpredictable and Riot still isn’t convinced I’m telling the truth about my past.

“You’re disgusting,” I snarl as I lean back against the wall. I close my eyes before reaching down and unzipping my pants. I can smell his hot breath on my face, and it makes me want to vomit.

I start to slide my hand down my panties when the elevator doors ding open. “Get the fuck away from her!”

My eyes fly open to see Libra holding a baseball bat, primed like she’s ready to swing.

Oh, thank fuck.

Zeke shrinks back laughing. “Calm down, Lib, I can fuck you too after. No need to get jealous.”

“Oh, fuck off, Zeke. No one wants to fuck you,” she snorts.

I scurry past them both and sprint to my room, grab my knife, and hurry back. I nudge Libra out of the way and stalk toward him, waving the blade in the space between us. “If you ever come at me again like that, I will fucking gut you.”

Jessamine’s willowy figure appears next to him. “Do it now, Maur,” she whispers. “Kill him so he can’t hurt us.”

“Oh, now you show up? Thanks a fucking lot!” I yell at her.

Zeke raises an eyebrow. “Who ya talking to, psycho?”

Libra shoves him hard against the elevator and smashes the down button. “Don’t ever come up here again, Zeke. You might be an initiate, but Atlas is Nocturnus. And I’m his blood. So don’t think for one second you have more power than me.”

Zeke laughs hysterically as she sends the elevator back down.

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