Page 50 of Ravaged Souls

Fucking great.

Now it wasmewho smelled like they hadn’t washed their ass in months.

“Jesus Christ,” a voice coughed from behind me, making me gasp and quickly whip around. My blue eyes tightened together as they swept over Isaac Danvers standing in front of me. “Fucking bathe much?”

Immediately my blood boiled. “Fuck you, Isaac. You know it’s not me.”

“Ah, that’s right. I heard you were tossed in the dungeon.” Isaac pulled out his phone, observing the time. “And look at that. First period isn’t over until another twenty minutes or so. Which means,” he paused and stepped toward me before he slightly veered back, wrinkling his nose, “that you snuck out.” He whistled. “Damn,new girl. It’d be a shame if Higgins or Spalding learned about your little escape.”

My hands tightened into heavy fists, itching to reach for the blades hidden under my skirt. “Walk away, Isaac.”

He cocked that handsome head of his to the side, taking another step closer to me. “No, I don’t think I will. I like you, new girl. You’ve got spunk.”

“Well, Idon’tlike you,” I hissed back at him through gritted teeth. “Any of you fuckers. You’re the reason I was tossed in the dungeon to begin with.”

“That’s where you’re mistaken.”

Isaac came even closer to me, making me recoil back until the back of my thighs collided with a bench. I toppled down on it, abruptly righting myself. Now Isaac was in my face, his mouth barely a breath away from my lips, smiling at me.

My breath shuddered in my chest.

“You smell like shit,” he whispered softly.

“And you’re a piece of shit,” I countered back at him.

“Then we both stink together.” He reached a hand up and cupped my chin. I tried to break away, but his grip was strong, stronger than I anticipated. As my eyes wandered to my left and right, I cursed to myself. The fucker had me pinned.

I started to reach for a blade, my fingers halting as a guard came out of nowhere and approached Isaac from my left.

“There a problem here?” the man asked.

“Y-Yes,” I started to say at the same time Isaac blurted otherwise.

“Everything is fine. I can handle this little firecracker all on my own.”

“Understood, Boss. Have a good day.”

Boss?My chest heaved in fury. “Let me go, Isaac.”

“Never. Know this here and now, my little Samurai. You’remine. I’ve laid claim to you.”

He moved closer to kiss me at the same time I managed to swing my hand up. I slapped him hard, coming to instantly regret it. His green eyes grew brutally dark, and the deep growl oscillating through his chest had my pussy throbbing like it had developed a steady heartbeat.

“You like it rough, huh?”

I yelped as he grasped the back of my hair and yanked it hard. His free hand claimed my chin again, grasping, squeezing it so tightly a light moan had escaped from my mouth before I could stop it.

“You’re a dirty girl,” he whispered, licking his lips. “I’m going to kiss you, Samara. I suggest you fucking take it like a good girl, or else you’ll be spending the rest of your school year in the dungeon smelling like Spalding.”

I fucking hated him and the Ravagers. What I hated more was how I was both furious and gushing in my panties from his threat. I shouldn’t be attracted to this, especially to Isaac given his nasty history. Me and my traitorous pussy were due for one long fucking talk when we made it back to the dorm.

Isaac pressed his lips roughly to mine, stealing my breath as his tongue slid in my mouth. My tongue cooperated despite my internal protest and collided with his, making me moan louder at the same time his hand released my jaw, slid beneath my skirt, and rubbed against my damp panties.

“Fuck, you’re so wet,” he groaned before he moved forward and bit hard into my neck. He tugged my hair harder, the sensations expelling a pleasurable gasp from out my mouth.

His fingers brushed my panties to the side.

“Don’t.” I made to break away from him and failed. “I-I don’t want—”

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