Page 36 of Bonds of Magic
I was probably already late to meet Noah. I should never have let my imagination run away with me.
“You sure you want to?” Sean nodded down at my cock, which was, to my embarrassment, still hard. “I could take care of that for you.”
“Not interested.”
I tried to shoulder past him, but he put a hand on my chest and pushed me back.
“Come on, Cory. You don’t have to pretend. All you have to do is what comes naturally to you. You’ll like it, and I’ll like it. Win win.”
I shuddered, remembering my last encounter with him in a bathroom. The way I’d let him talk to me. Touch me. The way I’dlikedit.
But I didn’twantto like it. My last lesson with Noah, he’d told me I didn’t have to listen to anyone’s bigotry. To let anyone make me feel small. I wasn’t quite there yet, but I knew for sure that I wouldn’t be hooking up with Sean again. I hadsomeself respect, at least.
“Come on,” Sean said. “I promise I can make you feel good.” He nodded at the conditioner dispenser on the wall. “We’ve got some lube right there. Give me five minutes, and you really will beg me to fuck you.”
“I’m. Not. Interested,” I said. “Can’t you take no for an answer? Or has no one ever said that to you before?”
“I’d take it from a real man. But not from you. From you, I know it’s a prelude to a yes.”
“Fuck off.” I pushed forward again, but this time he slammed me back against the shower wall, pinning my body with his own.
Somehow, he’d gotten both of my arms above my head and was holding them there with one hand. Fear rushed through me, and I writhed, trying to get out from under him.
“No. No.No.”
I said it over and over, but Sean wasn’t listening. He was too busy laughing and teasing me, biting at my neck and shoulders. I tried to knee him in the balls, but he was pushing my legs apart and I couldn’t get the leverage I needed.
The harder I fought to get free, the more he laughed. He wasenjoyingthis. Hearing me say no, shoving me against the wall, ignoring my pleas—it was all a turn on for him.
Fear turned to panic as I struggled. I did not want this. Not again. Not ever. I wasn’t going to be a victim. I wasn’t going to take it.
“Get off,” I shouted, trying to slide out from under him.
I hipped up, trying to shove his body away, but he just laughed. He brought his face close to mine and whispered, “You don’t have to pretend, Cory. I know you want it.”
He bit down on my ear lobe, sucking it into his mouth before releasing it. His lips traveled across my cheek, my jaw, moving towards my mouth
No. I wouldn’t let him. I didn’t want to fuck Sean, but Ireallydidn’t to kiss him.
I turned my face away and yelled, “Stop!” as loud as I could, hoping the volume would surprise him into letting go. It didn’t, but he did pull back, and as I kept yelling, the door to the bathroom slammed open.
We both jumped and stared as Noah walked in.
7
NOAH
Cory and Sean stared at me from the shower stall. Fear filled Cory’s eyes, but Sean looked more calculating. He took a step back—but not far enough in my book.
“No meansno, you little shit.” I crossed the room and threw him against the wall of the stall.
“Relax, we were just messing around.” Sean pushed away from the wall and rolled his left shoulder experimentally. I might have thrown him a little too hard, but I didn’t give a shit.
“Didn’t sound like it,” I growled. “Didn’t look like it either.”
“That’s what he’s like.” Sean rolled his eyes. “Cory and I have a dynamic that you can’t understand from the outside.”
My blood was already boiling at Sean’s behavior, but the idea that this had happened before, that Cory was sleeping with this asshole andwantedto be treated like this, made me see red.
