Page 101 of Wicked Games

“You don’t want to see how he gets when he’s bored,” Jace tells William like he’s sharing sleepover secrets with him. “You think I have poor impulse control? I’ve got nothing on my brother when he’s in a mood.” Jace uses the edge of his knife to scrape some of the blood off William’s neck, leaving a two-inch void in the flow. “And right now, he’s in a mood.” He wipes the blade off on William’s pants, leaving a smear of red behind.

Felix slips one hand behind him and grips my cock through my pants. I groan low and deep, making sure that my lips are close to his ear. I’ve noticed his ears are one of his hotspots, and his answering moan makes my dick pulse in his hand.

“I don’t know why I did it,” William says in a rush. “I just saw him and…”

“And what?” Jax asks in a flat voice.

“I thought she’d like it!”

“Who?” I demand.

“Nat,” he whimpers.

“You drugged Felix because you thought your sloppy seconds would like it?” Jace clucks his tongue disapprovingly. “So you started this whole thing thinking it would get you some pussy, and now it’s going to cost you your dick.”

Felix snickers and strokes me over my clothes. I reward him by tracing my tongue around the shell of his ear.

“I’m sorry!” William cries. “I’ll tell you anything, please!”

“Why did you think she’d like it?” Jax pulls his knife from William’s dick and holds it about an inch above him, the tip pointed down.

“She knows about him.” William flicks his gaze to me and Felix.

“What does she know?” I rock my hips to help drag my cock through Felix’s hand.

“She knows you’re fucking. That he’s the guy she walked in on you with.”

“How did she figure that out?” Jace asks.

“She saw him.”

“How?” I ask and gently pull Felix’s hand off my dick.

He lets out a grunt of protest that quickly turns into a moan when I slip my hand down the back of his pants and dip my finger between his firm ass cheeks.

“She didn’t see his face,” I continue and trace my finger over Felix’s hole. “So how did she see it was him?”

“She…” William swallows hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing.

“She what?” Jace taps the razor against William’s chest three times in quick succession. Thin lines of red well up on his skinafter each tap. “And I’d advise against lying right now.” He uses the blade to scrape the layer of blood away, only for more lines to well up in the void left behind.

“The camera,” he says in a rush. “There’s a camera over my door. She told me to put it there so we’d know when he was in his room. We checked the feed and didn’t see anyone go in, and she figured out it was him.”

The lack of any sort of emotional reaction to William’s words beyond being pissed at the audacity of him to even think about tracking me just proves that I’m over the drama and bullshit that was my relationship with Natalie. I don’t even care that William is fucking her anymore. I only care that he’s so pussy whipped he went after Felix to win brownie points with her.

“Anything else you need to tell us?” Jace smears the blood on the side of the razor onto William’s cheek.

“No,” he squeaks.

Felix pushes back against my finger where I’m still teasing his hole and makes a needy sound.

“You want it?” I whisper in his ear.

He nods and arches his back enticingly.

I pull my hand free so I can spit on my fingers, then press my slippery digit against his hole. He immediately pushes back and lets out a deep sigh when I breach him.

“Are you sure?” Jax asks Wiliam.

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