Page 139 of Cruel Legacy

“And I’m happy to tell you that Finn only sees you as a challenge. You’ve got him so twisted up for your loose ass cunt that he’s running after you. But just as soon as he nuts down your throat, he’ll be over it. Enjoy his attention while it lasts.”

I gasp in mock horror. “He didn’t tell you? I swallowed his cock in a stairwell in Briar Hall, weeks ago.”

I give him a pitying look. “If he’s stopped gossiping about girls with you, I guess that means the two of you are no longer as close as you think.”

One minute I’m laughing up at him, the next my back slams against my car. His fist rams into the door. I’m pretty sure he’s left a dent in it.

He’s got me caged in, his chest heaving as he fights to regain control. This brutish display would probably send people running in tears. I guess if I grew up differently, I’d be running too. But I learned the hard way not to back down from bullies.

“Come on, big guy. Whatchu wanna do?”

He looks torn, like he doesn’t know how to answer.

“Do you want me on my knees, showing you just how good I made your friend feel? Give you a little taste of why he’s so obsessed with me?”

“Shut up.”

“I had him speaking in Latin, you know. Sucked his soul right out of his cock.”

“I said shut up!” He slams his hand against the door two more times.

Pax is just too damn easy to rile up. “Make me.”

I bite down on my lip. My clit is tingling and I know my nipples are probably hard. I’m still in my dick-less phase. Finn’s all fun to play with, but we haven’t crossed into boning territory yet. I doubt we will.

“Why can’t you just keep your mouth shut? Do you get off on pissing people off? Pushing them to the point where all they want to do is choke the fuck out of you to get one goddamn second of peace?”

I tap my chin as if I’m considering his question. “Am I the problem? Or is it everyone else? Perhaps you and these people you’re referring to have unrealistic expectations for how I should act. You know, with the whole ‘I’m a legacy, you’re not. Now bow down, bitch.’”

His jaw tenses as I make fun of his status. “That’s what’s really eating at you, isn’t Pax? That all these months you’ve been trying to crush me. Embarrass me. Hurt me, and I’m still standing.”

I cock my head to the side. “Or is it because something else lurks underneath all that misplaced hate you have for me? Are you really just mad at yourself for wanting someone you’ve convinced yourself is trash?” I drag my eyes down his body, then back up. “What do you say, Pax? You want a taste of my dripping cunt?”

“Not even if it was going to be the last cunt I’d be offered for the rest of my life.”

“What’s wrong? Afraid you’ll get addicted?”

He leans down. “More like I’ll catch something.”

What a typical basic comeback. When faced with a woman confident in their sexuality, what do you do? Try to slut shame them.

I heft a shoulder, completely unbothered. “Then might I suggest you back up? Wouldn’t want any of my cooties to get on you.”

Laughter from the other side of the parking lot cuts through the tension in the air. He jumps away from me like he really is afraid of catching something. I roll my eyes and open the door to the car, shoving my bag in the back seat.

I’m behind the wheel, car in motion, before he can say anything else. I don’t even give a courtesy beep as I back out of my spot. He catches on pretty quick and jumps out of the way so he doesn’t get run over.

Chapter59

Thea

What have I gotten myself into? I’ve been asking myself that question all day, as one person after another plucked, pinched and waxed areas of my skin that usually go untouched. It’s all thanks to LJ. My dear sweet LJ.

Her parents are having an anniversary party and I’ve agreed to go as her plus one. The problem is, I mentioned this party to Aunt Moira, and she decided to turn it into a bonding moment. Her torture team is at the house getting us ready.

LJ snorts when I glare at the woman with the tweezers. “I think my brows are fine.”

“They’re still just a little thick. You want them thin so they look smooth when we paint them on.”

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