Devils' Day Party: A High School Bully Romance - C.M. Stunich Page 0,38

pity.”

“Really? Because I’m pretty damn excited about getting my dick sucked,” Raz quips, his dirty blonde hair streaked with silver glitter, his bloodred leather pants slung low enough on his hips that I can follow a trail of hair from his belly button down to his waistband. His cock is probably a scant few millimeters from popping out the top. The thought makes me giggle, and Raz shoots me a dirty look, like I’m not supposed to find any of this funny. I’m supposed to be the victim, right? This is not my role, sitting on a bully’s lap and reaching for a bottle of vodka.

I stare at it for a long moment, vision blurring in and out of focus as I try to remember if I brought it here. But nope, it must’ve been somebody else. There are leaves and bits of dried flowers swirling around in the bottom, like this is some debauch offering for the demons and devils that live in the earth beneath our feet.

Barron steals the bottle from me before I get a chance to drink any and hands it back to Sonja. Her lids are covered in bright red glitter and her dress is so tight and short that I can see her panties underneath. I have no idea why Luke likes her, but maybe it has something to do with the forbidden? We all like to test our boundaries every now and again, don’t we? That must’ve been what drew me to Calix, wanting something I knew I couldn’t have.

Lies.

“No more alcohol for you,” Barron chastises, clicking his tongue and sucking on that damn lollipop of his. It’s turned his tongue a brilliant neon pink. He leans in and pushes some hair back from my ear, nuzzling the spot between my neck and shoulder and making me groan. Raz stares at the pair of us like he’s witnessing aliens setting foot on planet earth for the first time. I know I’m making a spectacle out of myself, but I can’t stop.

Just like it felt good to throw that bottle, to watch it shatter, this feels the same way.

Wild. Out of control. Broken.

Free.

“If you drink too much, you might not have the energy to suck me off,” Barron continues, and I laugh. There it is, that softness mixed with the deep, dark shadows of hate. We have a lot of practice in this game, me and the Knight Crew.

“Really?” Calix asks, taking a seat between the two demon-faced girls with the diaphanous dresses. One of them is named Tamika and the other is Ariel, like the mermaid. I think. The only members of the Knight Crew I ever bothered to memorize were the ringleaders: Calix, Raz, Barron, Sonja. “You’re eighteen. Do you really want to fuck a drunk minor? Count me out.”

“Are you stupid or something?” Raz growls out, looking at Calix like he’d rather choke him than party with him. At least there’s that, seeing him turn his hateful self on his friend. That was worth coming all the way out here for. The band begins to set up their instruments, and I wonder if tonight, I might actually get to see them play. “You have Karma Sartain right here, ready to open that pretty little mouth of hers and wrap those plump lips around your cock, and you’d say no to that?”

“Drunk girls are sloppy fucks,” Calix says as Sonja hands the bottle of vodka with the dried flowers back to him, and he takes a drink. He doesn’t spill a single drop, and I find myself mesmerized as his throat works while he swallows. Tamika—or Ariel, I forget who’s who—presses her lips to the side of his neck and starts kissing him.

I turn away with a scowl and spot Luke, staring at me through the trees with a wide-eyed, terrified sort of expression. As soon as she starts heading our way, I curse and stumble off of Barron’s lap. He catches one of my small hands in his big ones before I can take two stumbling steps.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he asks as Raz observes our interaction with a smirk. “We have special plans for you tonight.”

“I know,” I slur back, leaning down and putting my hands on either one of his shoulders. It’s interesting, to be so close to those brown and blue eyes of his. The only time I’ve ever been this close was that first night, when I coerced him into making out with me, so