“Think you can take both of us at once?” Lucas muses. His chest brushes against me as he threads his fingers in my hair. “The guys on the team want to settle a disagreement that’s been going on in the locker room after practice.”
“Do you want the front or the back door, bro?” Carter buries his nose against my skull. “You smell sweet.”
A low growl makes Lucas’ chest vibrate. It's hardly audible, but I feel it. He slides his touch down the side of my face and wraps his fingers around my throat in a controlling gesture. His eyes bounce back and forth between mine.
“Can you do it?”
I blink when I realize this question actually expects a response.
“Fuck no,” I say with a hard laugh, but my voice shakes.
Lucas gives me a shark’s grin and leans close to press his lips against my ear.
“Does the thought scare you? What if we want it? I’ve shared girls with Carter before. Want me to make you bounce on my cock and then hold you still while Carter fucks your mouth?”
His breath is hot and it makes me shiver.
As much as my hatred for him burns in every cell of my body, I picture the dirty ideas he puts in my head. The thoughts send a sick pulse of heat throbbing between my legs. His thumb prods the corner of my mouth. My stomach turns over, though I don’t know whether it’s in excitement or dread.
“Go fuck yourselves, pigs,” I push out through my teeth. Carter’s hands still explore. “Stop those hands and let me go, Burns, or your balls are toast. If you touch me freely, I’ll touch you right the fuck back, but I don’t think you’ll like it as much.”
“Your kitten’s got claws, Saint.”
Lucas laughs, but there’s a darkness clouding his eyes that triggers a deep instinct in me to fear what he could do to me.
He pulls me free from Carter with ease and swings me around. With his cool gaze locked on me, he herds me backwards until I hit a car. I glance down and in my peripheral vision I see the funny contradictory bumper stickers Alec and I slapped on the back in one of our many squabbles.
Lucas traps me against the car by planting his arms on either side of my head. Carter props his body beside me, missing the momentary look of annoyance Lucas tosses at him before he redirects the full weight of his attention on me.
“What do you think, sweetheart? In the back seat right here, or should we make the trip all the way to Peak Point?” Lucas hums and hovers his mouth over mine with scarcely enough room to breathe. “You’re cute when you blush.”
The hardness in his expression makes me squirm, pressing my legs together. I’m getting turned on by the champion king of my tormentors, wet from the awful way he looks at me. What the fuck is wrong with me?
“You like an audience, though. I think you’d enjoy it more if we did it right here. Let’s make the car rock and fog up the windows like in Titanic.”
He presses his hips into me and I can feel his erection. My breath hisses between my lips. He lowers his head a little more, closing in on kissing me.
“Hey. Come on, hasn’t it been enough, yet? It’s getting a little old and I’m not down to watch you make out with my sister.”
Lucas stills as Alec walks up. Carter frowns and pulls away from the car. Chills swallow me as Lucas peels his body away, leaving me cold and empty inside.
Alec works his jaw, glancing between all three of us and shoulders past Carter to unlock the car.
“Come on, Gemma.”
Alec hops into the driver's side. I swallow down the confusion and guilt, avoiding Lucas’ gaze as I get in.
“See you tomorrow, sweetheart,” Lucas promises.
I slam my door and jab the lock button as Alec reverses and speeds off.
An awkward silence blankets the car as Alec navigates through the rolling hills on our way home. Finally, it becomes too much and I atte
mpt to break it.
“No practice today?”
Alec grips the wheel hard enough for his skin to stretch over his knuckles.