Page 141 of Vile Boys

He swallows uncomfortably.

“Hold up your arms.”

The guy pats me for any leftover weapons, but that was the only one I brought.

“You’re good,” he says. “Next.”

“I didn’t bring any weapons, darling,” Blaine muses. “Except the one in my pants if you want to cop a feel.”

The guard groans, annoyed. “Blaine. Turn around.” The guy frisks him too. “You’re good.”

“I know, darling, no need to tell me.”

Caleb rolls his eyes as he gets inspected too. “Can’t you just shut up for a second? Please?”

“Beg some more,” Blaine retorts. “I might be incentivized to try.”

Caleb’s nostrils flare, and he looks away.

“You’re good too,” the guard says. “No entry for any of you without a mask, though.”

He holds out a new box filled with masks.

It’s the same kind of demonic-looking golden masks that Ares and Caleb wore when they chased me through the maze, and the sight of them makes goose bumps scatter on my skin.

“Put this on,” the guy at the front door says.

He holds out a version without the demonic features. Instead, it’s a completely glossy golden mask.

“For the women,” Caleb whispers into my ear as he grabs a demonic one.

When he puts it on, my heart rate jumps.

He looks just like I remember, and when he throws me a glance, I can feel my clit thump like it responds to the memory of his dominance alone.

Blaine steals my mask and lifts it over my head, putting it on. “There you go. Perfect.” He grabs my shoulders. “Ready?”

I shake my head. “Will I ever be?”

He snorts. “No one ever is. But once they’re in, they never want to leave either.”

“C’mon,” Caleb says, leading the way. “The party awaits.”

The hall in this house still overwhelms me, but the majority of the party seems to be taking place in the big common room to the left because that’s where all the music comes from.

“Oh, Blaine, I’m so happy you’re back.” A guy wearing nothing but a fishnet and leather pants along with an actual collar and chain around his neck approaches and kisses him on the cheek. “Just a couple minutes and I already miss you.”

He releases my arm to hug the guy. “Here for the rest of the night, don’t worry.”

A girl approaches and kisses him on the other cheek. “Are you up for some fun again?”

“Fun?” I mutter.

Caleb snorts. “You don’t want to know, trust me.”

Blaine rubs his lips. “Not tonight, sorry.”

“Aw …” The woman blows him a kiss. “Another time, then.”

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