A shot of arousal floods through me at the way he’s looking at me right now, as if he wants to devour every part of me. I should be scared. After all, Alexander’ main aim throughout our entire time together at SA has been to humiliate and destroy me. And yet, a part of me is aroused by his disgusting behavior. Even now, after all these years of torment, he has a power over me I’ll never understand.
Tears prickle my eyes as he rams the entirety of his cock down my throat, choking me with it. His thrusts become uneven and more frantic as he glares down at me, his face contorted with pleasure. “Such a good girl,” he purrs, making my nipples harden. “You take my cock like a good little slut,” he breathes, and despite the degrading nickname, it turns me on more. “My little slut.”
I shudder as his cock seems to swell in my mouth.
“And you’re going to swallow every drop of my cum,” he orders, eyes flashing with such powerful desire it makes me wetter than I’ve ever been before.
He laces his fingers in my hair and yanks me forward, burying his cock to the hilt in my throat as he explodes down it. I gag, struggling to breathe as he holds me there and drains every drop, making it impossible to do anything but swallow.
Finally, he yanks my mouth off of him and I gasp for air. The bell sounds and my heart skips a beat as he casually stuffs his semi-hard cock back into his pants and then yanks me to my feet with my hair. I quickly wipe away the saliva from my face and brush away the tears his ruthless assault had forced from my eyes.
The thud of footsteps entering the corridor makes me long to get away from him, but he doesn’t release me.
“Get off,” I say, trying to untangle his fingers from my hair.
“Never,” he breathes, and then his lips descend on mine right there in the hallway, where everyone can see.
I hear hushed chatter behind us and a few laughs as he possessively thrusts his tongue into my mouth, deepening the kiss. After agonizing seconds tick by, he finally releases me and then breathes, “You’re mine and I’m going to make sure everyone knows it.”
With that, he turns away and strides down the corridor. I sag against the lockers, feeling humiliated. I always knew Alexander was cruel to the core, but what he just made me do was on another level entirely.
“What the hell was that?” Azira asks, staring at me like I’ve gone insane.
I straighten up, adjusting the front of my blouse. “Fuck knows,” I say, looking down the corridor where Alexander disappeared. “He corned me and wouldn’t let me go,” I lie, too ashamed to tell her what he really did. My cheeks blister with heat as Adrianna eyes me, as if she doesn’t believe that.
“Are you like a thing now?” She asks.
“God no,” I say, but I know that’s going to be increasingly difficult to convince them of that the more Alexander lays his claim on me.
Azira breathes an overly exaggerated sigh of relief. “Thank fuck for that, because I thought you were actually losing your mind for a second there.”
Adrianna can see right through my bullshit. She knows when something’s up and convincing her otherwise is going to be tough. “We’ve got physical education next with Daniels.” She makes a fake puking motion. “Let’s get going before he makes us dress in front of him, the pervert.”
Azira laughs, which eases some of the tension coiling through me. “At least he’s a hot pervert, though.”
Adrianna rolls her eyes as she leads the way down the corridor. “Doesn’t make him any less of a creep. I heard Jeanie got fucked by him last year. After all, she’s a year older than us and I think he liked the idea of getting with a junior.”
This time it’s my turn to wretch. “Gross, that man has fucked far too many students. He’s the biggest man whore ever.”
Azira nods. “And unfortunately, our entire year is fair game to him, so we better keep our wits about us. He always picks one or two seniors to get into bed with each semester.”
Adrianna shakes her head. “Well, I can guarantee it won’t be me.”
“Me neither,” I say, scrunching up my nose. “There’s no way I want Jeanie’s sloppy seconds.”
We all laugh at that. And I feel the tension ease as I try not to think about the sick way Alexander just forced me to my knees and assaulted me. My problems with Alexander will not go away, but for now, I can try to forget them. The guy is insane if he thinks he can boss me around like that, but something tells me if I want our family secret to remain buried, I have no choice but to obey him.
That’s not what worries me the most, though. It’s that he is determined to make it clear to every single student here that I belong to him, after all the shitty things he’s done to me over the years.
His words keep repeating in my mind.
You’re mine, and I’m going to make sure everyone knows it.
I can handle him taking what he wants from me in private, but I fear he’s going to make sure that everything he does is as public as possible. He’ll use this opportunity to humiliate me and I have no power to stop it. All I can do is suffer in silence and wait out the rest of the school year, hoping he doesn’t break me completely.