The Fallen Ones (Holloway University #1)

15. Jace

Chapter 15

Jace

I locked the door as Lily walked deeper into the room, her sexy as hell hips swaying as she moved through the incredibly dim light. To her, we’d looked like looming shadows.

She swiveled quickly to face me, having heard the lock click in place.

No running now, Lily Pad. No escape.

“H-Hi,” she choked out, twisting her fingers nervously in front of her as I advanced. She clearly hadn’t seen Caleb or Damien yet. Judging by how scared she looked, I was sure she’d lose her mind once she realized there were three of us in this room with her.

My pulse thrummed quickly through my veins, making me desperate to just throw her down and fuck the screams out of her, I wanted to savor this too, though, so I needed to get my shit in order. In a perfect world, I’d make love to her and make her first time with me something special, but we were beyond that now. I’d do my best to give her a good experience, but at the heart of it, I was bitter it came down to doing it this way.

I approached her like a predator, making her back away, her eyes wide beneath the mask she wore. I wanted that damn thing off her face so I could take all of her in.

My fingers brushed against her jaw, making her whimper softly as I loomed over her trembling body.

She made to back up again, but Damien had moved in behind her from the edge of the room.

She froze as his hands landed on her waist. Realizing there was more than just me in the room had to have sent her reeling because she pulled away from him and shoved past me, turning on her heel to watch us as she staggered backward to the door.

She stumbled into Caleb and turned in his arms.

They stared at one another for a long moment. The very real fear he was going to back out and just out us all weighed heavily on me. All he had to do was pull his mask off and tell her he was sorry. It seemed like a Caleb thing to do.

Damien tensed next to me, clearly having the same worries.

Instead of fuck us over, he invaded her space, forcing her back to us until we completely surrounded her.

Her chest heaved with her heavy breathing as she realized what it meant to be locked in this room with us.

I reached out and grasped her arm, my adrenaline in overdrive. Damien mimicked and took her other arm.

We worked like a well-oiled machine it seemed because Caleb moved forward and squeezed Lily’s face before crushing his lips against hers.

I never thought I’d be turned on watching someone else kiss my girl, but my cock was a steel pipe in my pants as Caleb devoured her.

She fought for all of a moment before she relented, allowing Caleb to take control of the kiss. His hand on her face moved to her throat where he trailed it to her chest before breaking the kiss off and moving away.

She stared after him, her chest still heaving, her small body trembling.

I couldn’t help myself. I jerked her out of her stupor from Caleb and tugged her body against mine before crushing my mouth against hers. I didn’t kiss her like I used to. I was rough. Unrelenting. Vicious.

I tangled my fingers in her hair, twisting until she whimpered against my lips. My cock ached in my pants. She still hadn’t done anything past kissing, which was just so damn typical of her. It pissed me off she fought it so hard.

Right when I was about to just lose it at her unwillingness to touch me, Damien took her hand and pushed it against my dick through my pants.

Her breath hitched and her kisses stopped as he moved her hand over my jean-clad length.

It wasn’t exactly how I wanted my dick touched by her for the first time, but I wouldn’t look a gift horse in the mouth, or rather, a Damien guided hand on my dick. It was better than the nothing I had moments before.

Damien’s lips descended on her bare shoulder. While Caleb touching and kissing her hadn’t set me off, Damien did. It took everything I had not to launch myself on him. Caleb even shifted closer and put his body on her other side to ensure I wasn’t really able to do much as far as attacking Damien.

I exhaled and went in for another kiss, my cock like a fucking brick in my pants as Damien pulled his hand away and let her continue to rub me over my jeans. She made to drop her hand, but I grabbed it and pushed it back against my dick.

Again, she hesitated before going with it.

Fucking finally.

I was over this making out shit though. I wanted her naked so I could drink her in longer. I’d kiss and touch her once her clothes were a pile on the floor.

Eagerly, I tugged her away from the guys amid soft grunts of protest before tossing her small ass onto the bed.

She went backward on her ass and quickly shimmied her way to the headboard and stared at us while we stood at the end of the big bed. I imagined it was a terrifying sight to see three guys our size dressed the way we were and knowing we were absolutely going to decimate her tight, virgin pussy.

Without further fanfare, I crawled onto the bed and tugged her down, noting how tense she was.

Good.

I was fucking tense too.

Damien and Caleb each took a side on the bed, watching as I made the first real move and slid my hand up her thigh and beneath her skirt. Pressing my mouth to hers, I kissed her. She was stiff beneath me, but I’d change that soon enough.

Caleb’s report on her wanting us to make it happen no matter what helped me push forward with her, my fingers working their way beneath her lace panties. I kissed my way to her neck, nipping against her soft flesh. She tried to push my hand away as I skimmed her damp slit, but I let out a soft snarl before Damien entered the ring and took her hand in his.

She looked at him with wide, frightened eyes as he gave her a slight shake of his head. Her bottom lip wobbled as I shifted away to stare down at her. I wanted to see every reaction to my touch she had.

I deserved that.

Maybe it was a dickish thing to think, but fuck it. I was in the zone, and there was no way I’d be able to come out of it. Not now. Not now that she was our prisoner in this room for the night.

She was going to learn the line between being a good girl and being our bad girl.

I slid my fingers through her pussy lips, making her gasp. She tried to touch me and push me away again with her other hand, but Caleb took it and held it down just like Damien was doing with her other hand.

This was it.

My first time getting to touch her like this.

So soft. Warm. Wet. Fuck was she wet.

More. I needed more.

I pushed my fingers deeper, making her cry out. I paused for a moment and stared down at her before I went for it.

I pushed deep into her pussy. Her cry came out in a choked whimper, her back arching as she tried to move her arms. It was no use. Caleb and Damien continued to pin her down as I worked her little pussy over.

One finger. In and out. Tight. Hot. So goddamn good.

I couldn’t wait to sink my cock inside.

I pressed my thumb to her clit, creating more friction for her. She squirmed, her breathing ragged, satisfying my need to see her this way.

I pushed another finger deep into her. She cried out again, writhing beneath our hold.

“N-No,” she gasped. “Sl-Slow. I-I’ve never?—”

Damien pressed his hand over her mouth, silencing her.

I smiled and cocked my head as realization dawned on her. Maybe she’d come in here thinking she could leave. That whoever was behind the door would be gentle.

She was wrong.

I didn’t want to be gentle. I wanted to own every expanse of flesh on her body, then I wanted to do it again.

I finger fucked her faster, her pupils blown wide as her pussy spasmed around my digits.

Her orgasm racked through her trembling body, making her shake violently as she unloaded. The rush of her release flooded the bed, making me let out a soft growl at how good she came.

It provoked the monster inside me.

This was going to be a long night of screaming for her.

That only made me want it that much more.

Poor Lily Pad was really in trouble now.