Page 3 of Depraved Desires

Jerking my hips back, I slammed into her, making her scream out my name along with obscenities. Repeating the movement another few times, my balls tightened moments before I spilled my release into the condom.

With my chest still heaving, I rolled off her and fell onto the mattress. I slipped the condom off and tossed it into the bin next to the bed and then stared up at the ceiling.

“I needed that,” I admitted shamelessly.

She nodded in agreement. “Me too. I was worried you’d forgotten all about me.” A slow smile stretched across her face, but it didn’t meet her eyes.

Turning to observe her, my eyebrows furrowed. “Why would you think that I forgot about you?”

“I don’t know. Maybe because it’s been a good two months since you showed any interest in fucking me.”

Her words bounced around my skull as I mulled them over. Had it really been that long? I have been busy lately with my crew, making sure I was in good enough shape to fight every weekend, and then Aspen bulldozed her way into my life making my dick stand at attention every time she walked into the same fucking room as me. So, I was also busy trying to seduce her. Not that I’d tell Dixie that. She was fine with me fucking dudes because she knew it was a different kind of itch that needed scratched every now and then, but she drew the line when it came to other females.

Clearing my head, I released a sigh. “I didn’t mean for it to be so long,” I admitted. “I’ve had a lot on my plate lately.”

“I know, but I have needs too, Rocky. You can’t just take what you want from me and then fall off the face of the earth like that.”

Shock wormed its way through me. Was that really what she thought had happened? I’d never use her like that. We had an agreement, one I intended on sticking to. “It wasn’t like that at all,” I assured her. “I wouldn’t do that to you.”

Folding her lower lip between her teeth, she nodded, seemingly satisfied by my answer. “Good, because…I trust you more than anyone else and I wouldn’t be able to stomach it if you screwed me over like that.”

I nodded in understanding. Dixie’s trust issues had nothing to do with me. She was raised in a trap house, forced to witness things that would traumatize the strongest of us. Everyone she’d ever gotten close to had done her wrong, and I refused to be added to that list.

“How bout this,” I began. “We meet once a week for sex and once a week to hangout. I wish I could offer you more, but my life is a wreck right now and it’s unpredictable.”

A grin broke out across her face, and she nodded happily. “That’s more than enough. Thank you.”

Pulling myself into a sitting position, my gaze roamed around the room in search of my clothes. Upon remembering that I’d discarded them near the foot of the bed, I stood and rounded the room where I spotted my clothes strewn on the floor right where I’d left them. I quickly got dressed, slipping my jacket on last.

Dixie’s dress was still pulled around her hips and she was looking at me with an unreadable expression. “Leaving so soon?” She tilted her head to the side, disappointment filling her blue orbs.

“I’m heading back to the party.”

There was no way I was missing it. This only came around once a year. It might have been boring, but it was the closest thing to normal I was going to get.

“Oh. Well, have fun. I’ll probably just stay in and watch a movie or something.”

“I’ll see you Monday.”

I didn’t wait for a response before slipping out into the hallway, running my hands through my hair in an attempt to fix it.

When I made it outside, I reveled in the cool, autumn breeze just as much as I had earlier after exiting the gym. Inhaling deeply, I started toward the gymnasium when the sound of frantic, angry voices penetrated the air surrounding me. My entire body tensed as it went on alert, and it didn’t take a rocket scientist to realize that the voices were growing louder. Ducking in the shadows next to a random building, my gaze darted toward the direction I’d heard them. It could be nothing. It couldbe students heading back to their rooms after partying, but I didn’t want to take any chances. Halloween was the one time of year where kids acted out and took advantage of the little bit of freedom they were given.

A group of people stepped out into the open briefly before slipping around a building.

What the fuck?

Part of me thought about ignoring it and just going back to the party. But there was another part of me that urged me to go and check it out. Unfortunately, my curiosity was too much, and I carefully started in the direction I’d seen them disappear in without a second thought.

Sticking to the shadows, anxiety clawed at my insides. I wasn’t sure why I’d suddenly become so anxious, but that gut feeling was enough to keep me on guard. Adrenaline pulsed through me, warming my veins and I found that I was thankful for it right now. It sure as hell beat freezing, and my thoughts were clearer because of it.

Creeping along the side of the building, I found myself behind the academy. My gaze immediately moved to the five people heading in the direction of the woods. My throat tightened as I worked to unravel what was happening. Despite how dark it was, there was no mistaking the female wrapped in the thin sheet. Her movements were frenzied—panicked. She was scared. I watched as she dug her heels into the ground, refusing to follow them. Foster whirled around instantly, gripping her by the arm. Leaning in, he whispered something that I couldn’t make out from here. Whatever he said worked in his favor because her shoulders slumped forward in defeat, and she slowly started moving again.

Anger clawed at my insides. What the fuck did they do to her? Were they responsible for her change in demeanor? Ripping my gaze from her, I noticed a large object being carriedby two of the other assholes in their little circle-jerk of a group. It looked a lot like a goddamn body.

A surprised yelp tumbled from Aspen’s lips, drawing my attention back over to her. Foster slung the her over his shoulder as if she weighed nothing. Not that I was surprised. She was a petite little thing and Foster was over six feet tall and fit. He’d thrown around guys bigger than me.

It was too risky for me to move now. I’d have to wait until they entered the woods. Hell, even that was risky. I wasn’t sure what the hell they had planned for her. They could kill her as soon as they got away from prying eyes. The mere thought had my throat tightening.

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