Page 18 of Obsessed Kings

"Colt forced his dick into my mouth and Rook came on my face. Brock came on my neck. I had to clean myself off in a bathroom at the frat house and find a pair of sweats to sneak home in. They ripped my leggings. I was naked."

"Bitch, you’re so lucky." Rina is fully paying attention now. "Every girl at Saintswood would kill to be in your shoes."

"You’re not understanding me. They hurt me."

"I’dpayto be hurt by them." Rina leans back on her bed, fingering her pussy over her leggings. "Just slide it in, smack my ass, and tell me I’ve been a bad girl. Oh yes I have, Daddy Colt. Wait—Brock. That’s who everyone wants. No, Rook. The felon."

I shoot Rina a death glare. "Hilarious."

"If people knew about this, you’d be the most popular girl at Saintswood."

"I don't want to be popular. I want them to quit stalking me and leave me the fuck alone."

"Oh, they’re stalking you, too." Rina closes her eyes, spreading her legs as she pretends to moan. "Stalk me harder, Colt! Ah yeah, watch me while I’m sleeping! Bust a nut right on my pussy while I’m drunk off my ass!"

"Who the fuck raised you?" This bitch is insane.

"I have a very active imagination!"

Rina gets serious. "I'd love to know what you consider stalking."

"I was walking to class when Brock and Rook cornered me by the water fountain. Next thing I knew, I was on my knees with Rook’s giant dick in my mouth while Brock held my head still. Then, they thrust me on the ground, Rook still grinding into my throat, while Brock fingered my pussy. I didn’t give them permission to do it."

This is a lie. My body gave them all the consent they needed. My mind did, too. I wanted them so badly. Craved their domination. The utter humiliation.

Heat flushes my cheeks when I think of the way Brock rammed his fingers up my pussy. He stuck one in, then followed it with another. I felt so stretched out, so thoroughly defenseless and exposed.

There I was, laying on my back, while two of the most in-demand football players on the Sinners had their way with me. Claimed me. Fingered my cunt while one fucked my throat.

I was wrecked.

I bury my head in shame, my cheeks bright pink. "I don't know what to do, Rina. I didn’t ask for any of this. They just saw me and decided to bully me."

"It’s not bullying if you came."

"I did come. But I didn’t want to. It feels gross. Wrong. Weird. They’re too strong for me. They’re alpha males. I couldn’t fight them off if I tried."

"Alpha men make the best protectors. I mean it, girlie. If you ever run into problems—or God forbid, encounter a creep in your life—Colt, Brock, and Rook will beat their fucking ass. That’s what men used to fucking do before everyone became a pussy. I don't want no man who’s going to fucking cry around me. Be strong. Fight for me. Paint the town in blood. Come home and take me. Ram it straight into my fucking cunt while you drape me in the diamonds you ripped from your enemies."

"You make me feel better."

Rina looks me dead in the eye. "When danger comes, you can only rely on men like the Sinners. No one else can keep you safe."

Rina hugs me and I surrender to her embrace. She’s not wrong. But I don't have any danger in my life.

That’s when my phone buzzes.

Nate:How’s my stepsister doing today?

Rina stares at my phone screen. "Who’s that?"

I haven’t told her about Nate. It makes me too uncomfortable.

That’s when a long-forgotten memory flashes through my mind. I was a little girl. I walked into Nate’s room when I shouldn’t have. There was something under his bed wrapped in plastic. He shot me a fierce look and I ran.

My fingertips pulse with anxiety. I take deep breaths to calm myself. What was under his bed? I can’t believe I forgot about that.

I set my phone aside. "Danger."

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