Page 229 of Sincerely, Butterfly

“You won, Lola Girl,” Sylas confirms. There’s a hint of pride in his voice that has my heart skipping a beat.

“You cheated,” Jasper growls.

I raise a brow. “I’m sorry, I cheated?” I asked. “What happened to‘do whatever it takes, don’t let anyone stop you’? You three tried tostop me, and I did what I had to do in the moment. Don’t be such a sore loser just because you underestimated me and my ability to follow directions. Sorry, this might not have gone as you expected. Just be happy I didn’t have my knife with me, because I might have used it. No one is leaving here bloody, isn’t that what matters?”

“You sure about that?” Sylas asks. “Pretty sure that heel broke skin,” he mutters, rubbing his leg.

“You’ll live.” I wave him off. “I’m sure you’ve had worse.”

“You could have hit my temple. Were you trying to kill me?” Wesley grumbles, rubbing the side of his head.

I huff out a sigh, crossing my arms. “You’re all being big babies. What happened to the big, scary men from the cemetery?” I ask, raising a brow. “Not my fault, you didn’t expect me to fight back. Also, I really wanted to win.” I shrug my shoulders. “I wouldn’t just run if someone was trying to attack me, I’d fight back. You’re no different. Not when you told me to do exactly that.”

“She has a point,” Sylas says.

“She didn’t fucking knee you hard enough in the balls to make them retreat into your body,” Jasper snaps. “I wanted kids,” he growls. “So much for that.”

Rolling my lips together, I try not to laugh. I really do. I don’t want to ruin the moment. This isn’t going how they thought it would, and I know they’re taking it hard.

But really, when are they going to stop underestimating me?

“It was fun,” I tell them. “And really hot. Seeing you three all dressed up in suits with your masks.” I wave my hand towards them. “Chasing me, hunting me.” I bite my lip. “Not going to lie, it’s pretty arousing.”

Sylas snorts out a laugh. “Is it?” he asks.

I nod my head, licking my lips.

Jasper stands up straight, moving to stand next to the other two.

“I do wanna know, though, what was your plan if I didn’t make it in time?”

“To use you,” Sylas answers, making my brows jump.

“And now that I’ve won.”

“To use you,” Wesley replies in a bored tone.

“Soooo, it didn’t matter what the outcome was? Either way, I was getting fucked? That’s nice to know.” I giggle.

“No one said you were getting fucked,” Jasper responds, and my smile falls.

“They just did,” I protest, waving my hand towards Sylas and Wesley.

“They said use, not fuck,” Jasper corrects. “And that's exactly what we intend to do.”

“What the hell do you mean?” I question. “I won fair and square. Now, you’re telling me I don’t even get an orgasm out of this? Someone better stick their dick inside me and make me cum before all this is over with, or I’m going to riot. I swear, I will!” I huff.

“Fucking hell.” Wesley shakes his head, but I hear the amusement in his tone.

“The thing is, you don’t make the rules, Lotus Flower. We do. And we have the power to change them whenever we want, however we want.”

Crossing my arms, I glare at him. “You just can’t stand that I won. That's called being a sore loser, Jasper. It’s not attractive."

His eyes narrow, something dark flashing through them. He doesn’t like it when I talk back, it pisses him off.Why does that make me want to do it more?Something about him looking all pissed off and scary has my pussy clenching.

“It’s like she’s asking to be punished,” Sylas chuckles.

“You say that like it’s a surprise,” Wesley responds.