Page 71 of Unspoken Truths

A hand squeezes my hip hard, pulling me against his chest and groin. I can’t tell who this is, so I continue to dance, my eyes opening to glance outside toward Lili. She shakes her head at me, signaling this isn’t one of the guys. He won’t let go as I attempt to wiggle out of his grasp, his fingers digging harder into my hip.

“Ow,” I mutter, stomping on his foot. “Back off.”

I’m getting better about using my words, something I’ve been working on with Barrett. Slowly, I’m starting to figure out how I want to move in the world, and how to make people hear me. Sometimes, words aren’t the only way to get people to hear you.

“She said to get off of her,” Theo grunts, stepping in front of me. “Come on, Bryce.”

Lips parted in surprise, I manage to turn to find that it’s the swim team captain behind me. I guess Jared was right about the fact that he’s not as nice of a guy as he pretends to be. Everyone seems to be hiding who they are at this school.

“I figured I’d take her for a ride,” Bryce says, drinking his beer. “I’m bored, and you all call her a whore.”

“She’s not your whore,” Theo snarls. “I think it’s time for you to go home.”

Jared plucks Bryce’s keys from his pocket with a sugary fake smile from behind him. It feels as if they came out of thin air, but I was simply lost to the music when they began watching me.

“Night, Captain. Enjoy that walk home,” he says.

While it’s not frigid outside anymore, it’s still dark and cool. Bryce glares at Jared before walking out of the house, angry that he can’t play whatever games he was planning with me. My hip still throbs from where he grabbed me, and I finally no longer have boot marks on my shoulder from Jared’s welcome on my first day of school. Elijah appears suddenly, dogging his footsteps, I guess to make sure that he actually leaves. This isn’t exactly how I’d want to spend my birthday, but it’s not my party or day.

“Come dance with me, Little Mouse,” Theo says darkly, grabbing my hand to haul me against him.

“This whole forcing me to do things situation is getting old,” I sass him, my hips already beginning to move to the music. I tend to dance alone in my room, so I’m actually having fun, despite what just happened. “I’m also not a whore.”

“Too bad, we’ll have to see about that,” Jared says, his hands ghosting down my sides until he fists the bottom of my skirt. “I’m still enjoying our little game, aren’t you, Theo?”

“I am,” he murmurs. “Fuck, what the hell are you wearing, Little Mouse? I would never think all of this exists underneath the boring school uniforms.”

“Fucking gorgeous,” Jared grunts, almost so low I can’t hear him. His erection grinds against my ass, and I have to hold back a gasp as his movements force me to move with him. “Yeah, just like that. I’ve been watching you dance, and couldn’t stop.”

“You’ll give her a big head if you’re not careful,” Theo teases him, his hand moving to my hair to fist it. “Your cheeks look so pink, Rachelle. Is it just the dancing, or is your girlfriend saying dirty things to you?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” I breathe, surprising myself. I’m going to blame the tequila for this, because my skin is extra sensitive, and things are tightening in places they typically only do for Lili.

I refuse to like these boys.

Theo’s lips twist cruelly, dropping his head as he buries his face in my neck, sucking hard. This time, I can’t hide the gasp as Jared chuckles, his lips touching the shell of my ear.

“You’re playing with fire, little girl,” he whispers. “Keep dancing. You owe me for making me come alone.”

“I don’t owe you shit,” I moan, feeling as Theo marks my skin with a hickey. God, he’s such a jerk. The memory of the way Jared stroked his cock makes me bite my lip as I squirm between them.

Jared’s hand spanking me was not on the list of possible things that could happen tonight. As I gasp in a breath to yelp, it’s swallowed by Theo instead as he yanks my head back to kiss me. My fingers dig into his sinewy biceps as I’m surprised into kissing him back.

Since I’m so short, the guys are bending their knees and wrapped around me, so their cologne surrounds me completely. They smell like danger and chaos in the best of ways, and I can’t stop kissing Theo. His lips are soft and firm, but he’s very demanding.

It’s almost like a battle of wills, so different from the way Liliana kisses.

Jared’s hands roam as we continue to dance, cupping and squeezing my breasts. This shirt has a built-in bra, so I’m not wearing one tonight, something he realized quickly as he curses under his breath.

“Jesus, Little Mouse, I meant it when I said that every one at school would either be jealous of how gorgeous you are or would want to fuck you,” he mutters. “I just thought I’d be better than everyone else.”

“Are you admitting that you want to split her in two with your cock?” Theo asks, lifting his head with a dark chuckle. “I want to see how well you ride my thigh, it’ll give me some spank bank material for later, Rachelle.”

The way the guys interchangeably use my name and nickname gives me whiplash, causing me to blink up at him in confusion. I’m unsure about what he means.

“Like this,” he grunts, his large hands slightly lifting me as he shoves his leg between my thighs. “All you have to do is follow the music and rock, baby. Fuck yourself on my thigh.”

“More innocent than we first thought,” Jared murmurs, his hand on my throat as he pulls my head back to kiss my lips. “Theo is going to take good care of you, just concentrate on feeling everything he has to give you.”

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