Page 180 of Knox Academy Omnibus
Tears start to fall, my anger seeping through my tear ducts, frustrating me more. I’m not sad. I’mmad. And I’mnotweak anymore.
My fists ball, shoulders and jaw tense as the twins close in on me slowly.
“This, we can tell you about,” Onyx says, placing a hand on my arm. “I’m a dick…”
I snort; he said it, not me.
“I have trust issues. I mess up more than I don’t, that’s just me, it’s how I’m wired. When I’m threatened, Slate gravitates to my side, we wreak havoc on anyone in my way. I am so sorry I thought you were a threat, even though I’m certain you will be my downfall. I need to know you’re safe and it’s the only way I know how.” They are both so close, my anger at them ebbs away, as if it’s being syphoned out through them. The rage at Marcia and her bitches remains though.
“So spying on me without my knowledge is your way of keeping me safe?” I whisper.
Slate leans in, his lips close to my ear. “You knew we were watching.” He calls me on my bullshit. “The little act you and Elsie put on, then at night, we didn’t miss our names falling from your lips.”
Onyx starts to unbutton my shirt while Slate whispers in my ear. When my shirt falls to the floor I see it’s covered in red liquid. “It’s not blood, Elsie is fine,” they reassure me. “Jasper and Kalen are taking good care of her, relax and let us make you feel good.”
“If we do anything you don’t like, just say no and we will stop. Let us prove to you that you don’t have to be scared of us,” Onyx says, slipping my skirt and stockings down my legs.
I let him, I let them both, because I need this. Does it mean all is forgiven? Hell no. But will it help me right now? I need an outlet for the fury burning through my body on Elsie’s behalf. But...Elsie. What kind of shit friend am I if I stay here while she’s so upset?
“Don’t,” Onyx warns, reading my mind. “You can’t go to Elsie like this. You need to shower and get cleaned up, and Elsie needs you calm and strong. You can’t go to her in this state.”
It’s true. I nod to agree to Onyx’s terms, and slowly relax under their burning touch as they strip my ruined clothes from me. Whatever was thrown over me has seeped through my uniform, and my skin begins to itch. I need to get clean.
Onyx leads me to the shower, Slate follows closely behind, both of them touching my naked flesh.
Onyx is the first to let go of me, stripping naked and starting the shower. Slate whispers for me to remove his clothes and I do as he asks, then we both join Onyx under the warm water.
All the anger starts floating down the drain with the sticky mess from my skin. Onyx pulls me back against his firm body and I feel just how hard he is against my back. Slate bubbles up a loofah and gets to work on cleaning my body, and his soft feathery touches have my nipples hardening in no time. He takes his time sliding it over my skin. Squatting down, he runs the loofah up my leg to the apex of my thighs, before slipping it past my pussy and up to my stomach, leaving a trail of goosebumps behind.
“Do you trust us yet?” Slate asks in a low voice, circling my breasts with the soft material.
“No,” I whisper, but it’s drowned out by a moan.
“Maybe we should take you into the bedroom and show you how much we can be trusted,” Onyx adds, his hands replacing the loofah. He rolls my nipples between his fingers.
“Please,” I hiss through the pleasurable pain. Slate steps forward placing his lips on mine, his hands pulling me up by my ass. Automatically, I wrap my legs around his waist. His kiss is hot and full of passion; the cold air of him walking us back to his room, ignored by the fire between my legs.
Slate pulls away and I slide down his body. He turns me to face his brother.
“Do you still want this?” he asks, and I’m slightly turned on by how sweet Onyx is being. I nod.
“We need to hear you say it out loud,” Slate insists from behind me.
“Yes.”
“Good, now say no at any point and we will stand down, but Amelie? I plan to fuck you as hard as the anger that is burning inside of you.”
“And I plan to make it all better when Onyx is done.” I just nod at Slate again like an idiot. Slate moves to sit on his desk and smiles back at me.
“Put your hands on the desk and stick your ass in the air,” Onyx orders. A quick sharp slap to my ass makes me yelp and move more quickly. I do as I’m told and Slate moves my hands so that they are either side of his body. I get a full view of his throbbing cock. He leans back slightly so my tits are now brushing against his hardness.
Onyx’s hand wraps around my wet tangled hair, pulling my head back, forcing me to look up at Slate.
The crinkling sound of a condom wrapper is the last thing I hear before Onyx thrusts into me from behind, forcing me to scream out. As I adjust to the brutal way his cock is slamminginto me, my screams soon turn into moans of pleasure. My back arches and my eyes clamp closed.
“Eyes open,” Slate demands.
With effort, I prise open my eyes, and the way he is looking at me sends butterflies dancing in my stomach. I can see the need burning deep in his eyes. I have never felt more wanted than I do in this moment. Slate’s hand moves up and down his cock slowly, his other hand brushing my hair away from my face.
