Page 38 of Treacherous

Noah stalked towards me, backing me up against something incredibly cold and hard.

"Don't come any closer," I warned him, but my voice was shaking.

"Or what?" he snarled as he leaned closer, pressing me onto what I now realized was the bumper of my car. "What are you gonna do to stop me?" He pressed against me roughly. "Come on, tough-girl," he hissed. "Stop me."

"I'll bite you," I panted, as I lay on the flat of my back, trapped under the weight of Noah's body as he pushed his legs between mine. His hands were on either side of my face. His mouth was a hare's-breath from mine and if anyone saw us they would think we were having sex. Our bodies were touching in the right places to have sex, and we were both breathing hard.

"Then fucking do it, Teagan," he roared. "I dare you."

Never one to back down from a challenge, and with the current streak of violence coursing through my body, I lifted my face to his, and then I bit him.

I was aiming for his nose, but caught his chin instead.

His stubbly chin.

Baring my teeth I locked onto his face like a piranha. Noah snarled and tried to pull away from me, but I didn't let go. Instead I moved with him and ended up kneeling on the bumper of my car with my legs spread, Noah's body glued to mine, his hands wrapped around my throat, and my mouth attached to his chin.

"Let go," he snarled.

"…-ake -ee…" I hissed back, jaws locked around his chin. I knew how it looked, I knew just how crazy I was being, but still I couldn't stop.

Noah growled, literally growled like an animal, and I truly thought he was going to physically hurt me, but then he did something completely unexpected.

He dropped his hands to my butt and lifted me.

Instinctively I wrapped my legs around his waist, and then we were moving.

Noah moved with such speed the air left my lungs when my back hit the front door of my house. Then he did something only one boy had done before. Noah pushed his hand between our bodies and slid his hand into my underwear.

Then he was cupping me, all of me, eyes locked on mine, dark and dangerous, and I felt…oh god, I felt…

My eyes fluttered when he slipped two fingers inside me as he slowly pulled his chin out of my mouth before replacing it with his tongue. I sighed into his mouth and my arms wrapped around his neck of their own accord.

He was kissing me.

Noah Messina was…Ouch.

Motherfucker…

"If you ever bite me again," Noah snarled as he stood me on my feet and backed away, eyes fiery and full of…hate…passion? I couldn't tell. "I'll do more than just put my fingers inside you."

I could do nothing but stare blankly and touch my throbbing lip with my fingers.

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Chapter 9

Teagan

School was torture for the next month. Most of the students ogled me and whispered about the parking lot incident. I ignored their stares as best I could, managing to keep my head down and, surprisingly, my mouth shut.

I couldn’t count the number of times I had a phone shoved in my face over the past few weeks – the video of me whacking Noah with a guitar was a huge hit.

One guy even had the balls to ask me for an autograph. Apparently half the school had labeled me a badass for taking on the infamous Noah Messina and the other half had labeled me bat-shit crazy. To be fair, I was probably a bit of both.

Loner personified was my latest coping technique and the only person I felt comfortable being around anymore was Hope – who had been a noble friend by not mentioning any of my prior satanic antics.

But the memory of Noah on Halloween night caused my body to break out in a hot, muggy sweat. Weeks later and I was still reeling. He'd kissed me and then destroyed my guitar before putting his fingers inside my body…

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