Page 11 of Reign of the Queen
Two arms cage me in, one above my head and the other on the side of my face. "Soooo, how about your number, blondie?" He breathes into my hair before taking a deep breath and groaning, making my hair shift.
"Mmm, you smell good," he says, rubbing his nose along the side of my neck just below my ear. Tingles race up my spine and the back of my neck. He pushes the front of his body farther into my back, and I can now definitely tell he's interested. There's a hardening cock pressed firmly against my ass. I count to ten in my head and then firmly push back, making him groan. I shove an elbow into his rib cage hard, and he grunts, backing up immediately, giving me some space, my heartbeat racing in my chest.
“Hold still, cow!” Carter’s warm breath slides across my tear-streaked cheeks.
“Get off of me, you ass!” I scream, my heart feeling like it’s lodged in my throat. He’s pinned my whole body against the wall of the girl’s restroom, and I can’t push him off of me.
“Why would he want to do that?” Theo grabs onto my long dark hair and pulls until I feel strands rip from my scalp in a sharp pain that has me screaming.
“Finn, please!” I beg, my voice choking up, hoping that he’ll be able to get Carter and Theo away from me.
“Finn, please,” Theo mimics and laughs. “You going to help this fat cow, Finn? You still one of them or are you one of us?”
I watch as Finn stares at me with regret and fear. Then he turns his back and walks out of the restroom door leaving me at the mercy of Theo and Carter. The door slams shut and my heart rate rises. I feel like I’m going to faint any moment.
“There you go moo-moo, no one’s going to help you. You’re my new pet, and I’ll do what I want with you.” Theo gets a firm grip on my hair and pulls a black Sharpie marker from his pocket. I thrash in their hold, trying to push Carter’s heavy body off of me and remove Theo’s tight grip on my hair.
My head bumps into the side wall, and I’m momentarily stunned. Theo takes that opportunity and draws across my forehead and cheeks with the marker.
Carter releases his hold, giggles, and steps back from me, hawking up spit and spewing it in my hair.
Both walk away, and I hear them chuckling to each other as they leave the restroom together. When the door finally shuts behind them, I stand up and look in the mirror over the sink. The word “MOO” is written on my forehead, and the words “Fat” and “Cow” are written on my cheeks.
I crumble to the floor and let the tears pour down my face. Raegan found me in the bathroom an hour later, still on the floor with my arms wrapped around myself.
Once I've regained my composure, and I'm confident I can control my facial features, I give Carter a little smirk, showing him he hasn't affected me as he thinks he has. He has, of course, especially with that memory assaulting me at the same time but there is no need to broadcast that shit.
"My number? Sorry, no can-do playboy." I reopen the door and throw my bag inside. I catch Raegan watching from the other side of the vehicle and the others from in front of it. They must have moved closer while Carter distracted me.Pay attention, Mia. The sharks are starting to circle.
"Why's that?" he asks, cocking an eyebrow and resting a hip against the side of my SUV like he doesn't have a care in the world, and he didn't just have his dick aggressively and uninvited pressed against my ass a minute ago.
It's too bad he's such a cock sucking douche; he really is something to look at. The years have been genuinely kind to Carter, to all of them, really. Medium brown hair with lighter streaks through it, almost like the sun has kissed it, all fluffed up like he's been running his strong hands through it.
Large, light, grayish-blue eyes, so deep and stunning that you would think he was born a husky or a wolf. Those beautiful eyes hold you prisoner if you stare at them too long, promising you desire with his deep penetrating and predatory gaze. The wondrous color is framed by strong dark brows and dark eyelashes.
A strong narrow face and midsized roman style nose. Just enough facial hair to create a five o'clock shadow and a full bottom lip that begs to be bitten with a narrow cupid bow top lip. His body's not bad either, close to six feet of solid muscle, broad shoulders, and a lean waist.Yup, not bad at all.
"I don't know you. I don't hand out my number to random guys I just met." I cross my arms over my chest, causing my breasts to perk up and Carter's eyes to track the movement of the little slip of skin visible between my parted school shirt and blazer.
"Ok, come on blondie. We're about to be the best of friends." He groans and moves toward me again. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Mateo approaching closer.
"Best of friends, huh? I just don't see it, playboy." I give him a grin.
"Hey Mateo." I turn and give him all my attention, effectively dismissing Carter in the process.
"Mia, mi corazón (my heart), where you heading to?" He approaches close and reaches for my wrist, again bending to kiss it. All the time looking up at me with those sexy, smokey green eyes.
My cheeks warm with a blush, not totally unaffected by Mateo's charm. Lowering my eyes and giving him a coy look from underneath my lashes. "Home. Raegan and I are going to swim in my pool while the weather’s still warm."
He bites his bottom lip and sweeps his tongue out to soothe it. "No invite?"
I get totally distracted watching that tongue with a flash of metal peak out and then disappear. "Invite? Umm no, sorry, girls’ night." I shrug and look away at Theo and Finn.
"You wound me, princess." He clutches dramatically at his chest with a grin.
"Mia, can we go, please?" Raegan calls out from the other side of the vehicle. Then to make her point that she's completely done with what's going on, she opens her front passenger side door, gets in, and slams the door.
"Sorry, got to go, Romeo" I smirk and then open my car door and slip inside, starting up the car, rolling down the window, and motioning for Mateo to come closer. When he approaches, leaning into the car window, I give him a dazzling smile that doesn’t reach my eyes. "See you tomorrow, Romeo? " I blow him a kiss, not waiting for him to move away from the car as I put it into motion. He has to jump back so he doesn’t get his feet run over by my tires.
