The Fallen Ones (Holloway University #1)

36. Jace

Chapter 36

Jace

M usic vibrated off the walls as I stood in the doorway of Cameron’s house. The party was in full swing. I knew Lily would be here…somewhere. I just hoped it wasn’t too late and she wasn’t already locked in a bedroom with Brandon. I wasn’t above banging on every door until I found her, tact be damned.

Caleb told me all about her date with Brandon. It left me reeling with anger. I wanted to break his neck this time. I wasn’t sure how I’d react if I saw them together.

I swerved a bunch of girls as they made a beeline for me and headed into the kitchen to grab another drink before slipping into a quiet corner of the living room.

I didn’t need attention tonight.

Tonight was about making sure Lily was safe, and making sure she had a good time.

From across the room I finally spotted her. She looked as beautiful as ever. Her little frame squeezed through the crowds. The bottom of her black dress snagged on a table. I watched as she tried to untangle herself, only for Brandon to appear and save her.

Fucking prick.

I knew he’d be here sniffing around Lily. Guys like him didn’t give up. And girls like Lily were too innocent, too trusting, too sweet to see through his Prince Charming bullshit.

“Jace, how’s it going man?” Dylan threw an arm around my shoulder, and in doing so, pulled my focus away from Lily.

“Yeah, good. I’m good,” I answered quickly and scanned the room to find Lily again, but it was too late— she’d disappeared into the crowd with Brandon.

Fuck.

“I hear the scouts have been checking you out,” he said with a nod of approval.

“Yeah. Yeah, I guess. It’s not a big deal.”

“It is a big deal. I’m surprised you’re here tonight. Figured you’d be spending as much time in the gym as possible.”

Football conversation wasn’t my priority right now, and in all honesty, he was starting to annoy me.

“I’m allowed time to myself,” I shot back.

“Yeah man, I know. I just meant… it’s the pros.” Dylan offered a smile and patted my shoulder.

“Sorry. I’ve just got a lot on my mind.”

“Lily?” Dylan asked. He knew how much I cared for her. He had to. I wasn’t exactly quiet about it after the fight with Brandon.

“Always,” I muttered, deciding we needed a change of topic. “How about you? What’s going on?”

“I was going to ask for that favor you owe me. The key to your lake house. Can I use it for a couple weeks?”

“Yeah man. Sure.” I dragged my keyring from my pocket and took the cabin key off and handed it to him. Dylan had come through with the Rapture room and deserved to be rewarded. “Here. It’s yours until Christmas.”

“Nice one, Adams.”

“Cameron!” A voice called out from the crowd. It was that prick Brandon. Which meant Lily wouldn’t be too far away.

I moved and backed myself into a corner, not wanting her to know I was there. I had big plans of my own for Lily and I tonight.

I caught sight of her heading upstairs alone. Now was my chance.

I took the back stairs up so no one would see me and watched as she entered the designated party guest bathroom.

Cameron was particular with that shit. He only allowed people to use the first bathroom at the top of the stairs. I couldn’t say I blamed him though. Drunk people were assholes.

I darted into a spare bedroom and slipped my hand inside a dresser drawer and retrieved my mask and beanie— I’d stashed it there when I’d arrived knowing I’d need it tonight.

I slipped the mask and beanie on with ease. No one else was upstairs, which made this even more perfect. I made my way back to the bathroom she was in and rapped the door with my knuckles just enough to gain her attention.

“One minute. I’m almost done,” my sweet girl called out.

I waited a moment before I knocked a second time.

“I’m coming.” She opened the door. She blinked rapidly at me as realization dawned on her as she took in my masked face.

I slammed my hand over her mouth and forced her back inside the bathroom before she could say a word.

“Shh,” I whispered as I held my hand over her mouth and locked the door with my other.

“Turn around,” I growled in a voice I’d never used before and forced her to face away from me.

She froze as she stared at the reflection of us both in the wide mirrored wall.

I pushed her body forward, causing her back to arch over the vanity.

Her hot breath against my hand sent tingles through my body and straight to my cock.

I slid my hand up her dress and ran them along her thighs, teasing the edges of her panties. I could already feel her wetness. Her panties were soaked with her excitement.

My surprise attack had turned her on just as much as it’d turned me on.

This was going to be a good fucking night.

I knew she’d enjoyed Damien. He’d wasted no time in bragging about it.

Now it was my turn, and I’d make the most of it.

I slipped two fingers inside her pussy curling them just enough to have her walls clench hold of me.

She reached back with one arm and gripped hold of my arm tight as she pushed her ass into me.

She was enjoying it.

My Lily Pad was a dirty girl.

“Who– who are you?” she moaned.

“Tell me you want this,” I ground my teeth together and deepened my voice.

“I–I do.”

“Do what?”

“Want this. I want this.” She panted, angling her ass more for me.

It was enough for my cock to strain. I needed to bury myself inside her already soaked pussy.

I tangled my fingers in her hair and pulled her head back. “Take them off.” I demanded and pulled her panties down to her knees.

She obeyed and used her foot to push them all the way down to her ankles.

“Good Girl.” I praised. “Step out of them.”

Lily did as I said, and I freed my cock from my jeans.

“You want this?” I asked as I slid my length up and down her ass.

“I’m still sore,” she whimpered. “From the other one.”

Her words brought a smile to my face. I loved that she’d been walking around with a constant reminder of the three of us. Even on her date with that prick, Brandon.

I shook the thought of him from my head and slid my cock inside her pussy.

She let out a moan. “That feels… so good. Who– who are you?” she asked reaching for my mask. “Please. I need to know. Tell me?—”

I grabbed her hands and forced them down on the vanity as I pounded her from behind and watched her every expression in the mirror. “Be a good girl and keep your hands where I put them.” My voice came out low and rough.

We both watched as we fucked hard against the vanity. Lily pushing into me almost as much as I pounded into her.

A knock on the bathroom door alerted us to someone waiting outside.

I could tell she didn’t know what to do.

“Tell them to wait,” I whispered.

“I– I’ll be out soon.” She managed to respond in heavy breaths.

“Lily. Is that you?” It was fucking Brandon, but that only turned me on more. Knowing he wanted my girl and here I was buried balls deep inside her.

She looked at me through the mirror awaiting my instructions like the good girl she was.

I wanted her to panic so I pounded into her even harder, forcing her to release a moan as she came all over my cock.

“Lily, answer me.” His voice heavy against the door.

“W– wait for me downstairs.” Her voice shook with her instructions.

“Open the door.”

“Brandon, please. Wait downstairs. I’m, fixing m-my makeup.”

Brandon was quiet on the other side of the door for a moment before he finally answered.

“See you downstairs. Don’t take too long,” he replied. His footsteps retreated.

I smiled beneath my mask knowing that I’d got into her head as well as her pussy.

There was no way she’d choose that piece of shit over The Fallen Ones now.

I studied her in the mirror while I rutted into her body. She really was the most beautiful girl in the world. I slammed into her hard, making her cry out. Her orgasm rushed like a tidal wave out of her, making me smile.

Her small body trembled through the wave as I continued to rail into her.

“P-Please,” she cried out.

I reached out and wrapped my fingers around her throat and pulled her back flush against my body, my cock still impaled inside her. I continued to fuck her this way, forcing her to watch us in the mirror.

“You’re a dirty fucking girl,” I snarled into her ear breathlessly as I continued to fuck into her pussy.

She whimpered as I squeezed her throat before her pussy clenched around my cock, letting me know I’d made her come again.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I slammed into her once. Twice. Three times before I blew my load inside her, groaning softly at the euphoric release.

When I came down, I met her eyes in the mirror, loving how thoroughly fucked she looked.

“I want my come dripping from your pussy for the rest of the night. If you clean yourself, I’ll know, and I won’t be happy. Don’t make me unhappy.” I released her and tucked my cock away.

She turned and stared at me, her lips parted.

“Please. I want your name.”

“A Fallen One,” I murmured before pulling the door open and leaving her behind. I dipped into one of the rooms upstairs and pulled my mask off and tugging a hoodie over my head that I’d left there earlier in the evening just for this moment. I didn’t need her to recognize me through my clothes. I took the mask and tossed it out the window and into the bushes, knowing I’d retrieve it later.

With a smile on my face, I left the room and took the back stairs to the party. I got what I came for, and I knew there was no way Lily would be doing anything or going anywhere with Brandon fucking Rodgers after the time we’d just had.