Page 98 of Cruel Legacy

She turns red and looks like she’s about to scratch his eyes out. But that doesn’t stop Finn. He likes pushing people's buttons.

“I was so fucking hard watching you devour your food.”

“You sick fuck! Why the hell would you think it’s alright to do something like that?”

He shrugs like it’s perfectly acceptable to lick people’s shit. “You let Austin lick my scent off of you after I told you I wanted you to carry my spit on you all day. What else was I supposed to do?”

It’s a genuine question. Crazy as it sounds, Finn really wants her to tell him what other recourse she thinks he had.

“Look here, little psycho. You can’t just go putting your bodily fluids into people without their permission. It's wrong and depraved, disgusting and-”

He cuts off her tirade. “Not people. Just you.”

“What?”

“I’m not gonna put my bodily fluids in people without permission. Just you. You’re the only person.”

“And that’s supposed to make me feel what?”

“Happy.”

She looks to me for help, but I’ve got nothing because a part of me understands exactly what Finn is saying. I want to do shit to her without permission, too. Ihavebeen doing things to her without permission. She just doesn’t know it. I’m not like that with anyone else. I don’t even think about doing it to someone else. It’s just her.

“I don’t…” She shakes her head at the insanity of it.

Finn steps closer and grabs her hand. “Why are you upset, Pet? I did something for you I won’t do to other girls.”

Her mouth gapes open like he’s really flipped his lid. “Number Three, this isn’t like giving me flowers.”

He rolls his eyes. “Of course it’s not. I don’t do that flowers shit. Holden’s the plant guy. You like flowers? Tell him and he’ll plant some.”

I cut my eyes at him. Why’s he bringing me into this shit? She’s probably gonna start screaming any minute now. Or go back into her dorm and throw up. Or something else uncalled for and dramatic.

It’s not like he held her mouth open and spat in it. Although I can definitely see an appeal to doing that. I can picture it so clearly. Her mouth slack as I squeeze the air out of her delicate little throat. Me hovering over her, collecting saliva in the back of my mouth then passing it into hers.

Thea licks her lips and bites down on her bottom lip hard enough to leave dents. “Licked my utensils, huh?” She nods and walks away. That’s it. No temper tantrum. No freak out.

When she reaches the end of the path, Finn and I walk into the building. I wait until we’re in the elevator before asking, “What the hell is going on with you?”

“Nothing.”

“We’re not supposed to be making nice and romantic gestures to her.”

Though the idea of nice where any of us are concerned is all a matter of perspective. Most people would definitely not categorize turning off the water on campus, so they’re forced to walk around with spit on their face, or licking their food and utensils as nice or romantic. But for Finn. This is him being sweet and attentive in a hyperactive puppy kind of way.

“Pax says we fuck with her. That’s what I’m doing.”

“It looked an awful lot like flirting to me.”

“He didn’t say we couldn’t have fun with it. She’s just not supposed to be enjoying it.” He bumps my shoulder. “Besides, you’re one to talk. You were the one who kissed her.”

Being forced to take part in that fuck fest at the social club and then the adrenaline rush I got from knocking into people on the football field had me on edge. We had to stop the game before I tired myself out. I still needed an outlet.

I caught Finn on the security camera climbing onto her balcony. I wanted to see what he was up to, and used his balcony the same way he did, to keep the existence of the access panel a secret.

I hadn’t planned on kissing her. But I’m not sorry that I did. I liked the way her lips felt on mine. The taste of her tongue in my mouth. It felt good rubbing my dick between her thighs. I’m not sorry for anything I’ve done afterwards, either.

Thea is the perfect little toy and for as long as she’s here, I’ll continue to play with her.

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