Page 100 of Vile Boys

“No, that’s not it,” I say. “I just … didn’t expect it.”

“Because they’re my friends,” he says. My eyes drift off, but he tips my chin back so I look into his eyes. “I may be part of the Tartarus House, but I willnotstoop to their level.”

“Won’t they get mad that you’re doing this?” I ask.

A devilish glint in his eyes makes him look cocky as fuck. “Darling, I’m not afraid of their madness.” He grabs my hand and presses a kiss onto the top. “And I’m not afraid of what I want either.”

The kiss turns into a lavish one, leaving several heated marks on my skin near the wound on my arm from the rose bushes. And when his tongue dips out to lick the blood, the added groan sets my body on fire.

Oh God.

What am I doing?

I stumble off his lap as he licks off his lips like he savored my taste.

All of the boys who live here are devils in disguise.

They’re all so … sexual. And this guy is no different.

I can’t trust him.

“This was a mistake,” I mutter, turning around.

“Where are you going?” he asks, tilting his head. “Don’t you want a shower and clean clothes?”

I snatch a bathrobe off his rack and put it on.

“I have that at home, thanks,” I say, opening the door.

But I still can’t help but glance over my shoulder at that gorgeous tall body and those sensual eyes that are almost enough to lure me right back into his arms.

“You know, the offer still stands,” he says, with legs spread wide, his hands behind on the tub to support himself. “If you want to learn how to defend yourself against them, I can teach you.”

I swallow away the lump in my throat and open the door.

I have to leave. Now. Before I make a grave error in judgment.

But when I close the door behind me, his voice still haunts me all the way to the stairs that I bolt down.

“I’ll be waiting for you.”

CALEB

Music blasts in my ears, the noise only partially drowning out the arousal still coursing through my veins.

Fucking her was the best aphrodisiac in the world, I’m not gonna lie.

I’ve never felt anything close to it before, not even when I’m with Ares.

And that … that’s a hard pill to swallow.

I take a big gulp of my whiskey on the rocks.

My door bangs open, and Ares barges in, slamming it shut behind him.

What is he doing here? I thought he said he wanted time alone after we left her in the maze?

He pulls the plug on the music, so I yell, “Hey!”

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