Classic Novel
Chapter 17
“This is her, right?” Axl nods at the blond with the high ponytail and the skintight white jeans striding past the library like she owns the goddamn place. She has a nice rack though, I’ll give her that. Her face is a little pinched for my usual tastes, but I don’t need to look at her face while I’m fucking her. Axl can take the front, and I’ll take the rear.
I nod. “That’s the one.”
Don’t you dare fuck her, Malachi warns us.
Just watch the pledges and let us do our thing, dickface, I fire back.
Axl rocks his head from side to side. “Are we double-teaming her?”
I flash him a smirk. I do fucking love him. “She sure looks the type.”
“Then let’s do this.”
We walk toward her, planning to head her off at the end of the path, but as she grows closer, I get an uneasy feeling in my gut.
Something’s not right about her.
His eyes narrow, and he gives me a subtle nod of agreement.
She’s gonna taste so fucking bad, Axl. I can already tell.
I know. But let’s just get this over with. One of us bites her and then we’re done.
Well, as you constantly like to remind us, you’re the oldest. So I think you should take one for the team. I nudge his arm. Because I might barf if I have to drink her blood. She smells like …
Like she has a little troll in her, he offers, and I bite back a laugh because our target is a few feet in front of us and she’s eyeing us both like we’re finger food at a troll buffet.
He shoots me a warning look before stepping forward and flashing her his best panty-dropping smile. She stops in her tracks, her eyes raking over his face and down his muscular torso, the outline of which can be seen clearly through his fitted white T-shirt.
“Hey there,” she says with a sultry purr.
Axl flicks his sandy-blond hair out of his eyes. He’s such a handsome fuck, and she’s practically drooling. “Hey. I saw you in the dining hall earlier, right?”
She flutters her eyelashes, glancing between the two of us now. “Yeah.”
“You were with some of the Onyx pledges?”
She pulls her bottom lip through her teeth. It’s like she’s trying to look sexy, but she just looks like an idiot. Maybe she is stupid, and that’s why she’s so mean to the curious little cupcake. She twirls the end of her ponytail between her thumb and forefinger. “I was with my friend. She’s dating one of them.”
I step forward and flash her a wink, and when her heart rate doubles, I can’t hide my smile. She thinks my grin is for her and smiles back at me, displaying her perfect white teeth. This is going to be way too easy. “You’re not dating one of them though, are you? Because we don’t like them.”
“No,” she purrs. “I’m a free agent.”
Axl tips his chin. “You wanna grab a bite?”
Smooth! I suppress another snicker.
He gives me a sideways glance. Let’s just get this over with.
I couldn’t agree more. Penelope Nugent is rotten to the core, and even the prospect of making the cupcake incandescent with rage isn’t enough to make me want to spend time with her.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.