Page 103 of Sinful Desires

Finally, a low growl escaped him. “Back your ass up one more time against me, and I will throw you in that cellar to rot—for good this time.”

Aspen halted her movements, her body tensing from the threat.

Returning my attention back to Jessica, I helped her to her feet. Mascara bled down her cheeks as she stared at me helplessly.

“Why don’t you head back to the school and get cleaned up,” I offered. “I’ll come find you later.” This seemed to satisfy her, because she nodded, wiped her eyes, and started through the field back to the building.

None of us moved until she was out of eyeshot indefinitely. Once she was, I nodded to Collin, and he started pushing Aspen toward the woods. She didn’t fight back as much as she did a while ago. Collin’s threat must have scared her into submission.

“I will kill you both,” she snapped.

Or not.

“No, you won’t,” I said. “When we’re done with you, you’ll be lucky if you even see the world the way you did before.” A slow, sinister smile stretched across my face as I shot her a sidelong look. “We want you broken, completely at our mercy. We want to use your body, to control you, to make you scream and beg us for leniency—a feat that none of us will grant. As soon as you stepped onto campus, you became ours.”

Sinking her teeth into her lower lip, she looked at me like I’d grown a second head—like she was finally beginning to figure me out.

“Does that make you feel big and bad?” she asked incredulously. “To ruin a girl just because you can?”

I shrugged. “All you have to do is fall in line. When we say bend over, drop your pants and bend.”

By now, we were breaching the entrance of the woods. Twigs and leaves crunched beneath our shoes as we moved into the darkness, the faint sound of a bird chirping off in the distance echoed through the trees as we ventured further into its territory.

Aspen never bothered to reply, probably realizing that nothing she said would change her fate. I wasn’t lying when I said she was ours. Maybe not in any traditional sense. But she was ours to abuse, to fuck, to degrade. She’d never be girlfriend material, but that didn’t mean I wouldn’t stick my dick in her.

Once we were deep enough into the woods, I fished out my phone and skimmed over my notifications. I’d texted the guys before heading over that we’d be taking Aspen into the woods, but neither Myles nor Foster had viewed it yet.

Collin backed our girl into a tree and then turned to look at me. “You don’t happen to have a belt on, do you?”

Glancing down at my joggers, I shook my head. “I’ve got shoelaces.”

“That should work.”

Stuffing my phone back into my pocket, I kneeled and got to work undoing my laces. When I was done, I rose and offered them to him which he took without hesitation.

I wasn’t sure what the plan was. My head wasn’t in the right place, and I needed an outlet. Since Aspen was ours, it seemed like a good enough opportunity.

Collin was already tying her hands behind the trunk of the tree, a wince slithering across her face from the pain. Either he was tying them tight, or the bark of the tree wasn’t pleasant—maybe a mixture of both. When he was done, he moved to stand by me, a smirk capturing his lips as he admired his handiwork.

“You’re both insane,” she seethed, her rage resurfacing. Assuming it had ever left in the first place. I knew she wouldn’t be able to keep her mouth shut for long.

Ignoring her, I looked over at Collin. “What now?” I questioned. There were only so many things you could do to a girl out in the middle of the woods while she was tied to a tree. Collin just shrugged, clearly in the same boat as me.

I knew what needed to be done. The last notch that would finally break her. But my conscience was screaming at me, telling me this wasn’t the way to get what I wanted. So, I turned to the devil on my shoulder instead.

Focus on your anger, he said. Don’t be fooled. Think about all the things she’s put you and your friends through and bathe in that rage.

So that’s exactly what I did. I thought back to her punching Foster, fucking Monroe, using me to sabotage my relationship and piss Collin off at the same time—though, Collin hadn’t stayed mad for long when he realized her true motive. How her pussy clamped down on Collin’s fingers as she came. I hated the effect she had on my body. Hated that she had the same effect on my friends.

My body heated as the blood came to a boil within my veins and I leveled her with an icy look. The bored expression on her face told me she wasn’t the least bit concerned. But she would be.

“On your knees,” I growled.

A scoff fluttered past her lips, followed by a humorless laugh. “I don’t fucking think so,” she retorted with an eyeroll.

Clenching my teeth, I strode forward. Her smile faltered when she realized this was no joke, and that the look in my eyes ensured there was no room for argument.

Slowly, she sank down to her knees, spreading her legs around the tree behind her and peered up at me through wide, uncertain eyes.

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