We were doing homework when Theo's actions from earlier sprung into my mind. I also remembered the note that he had left in my locker, professing his love to me. I hid it in my English textbook, along with the other four notes I have already received from him.

I dropped my pencil at these thoughts and Grey and Ryker turned to look at me. I gave them a shaky smile but they shook their heads.

"What's wrong?" Grey asked, his eyebrows furrowed in concern.

"I um...today. I ran into...Theo?" I said, looking up from my thumbs to look at them. They didn't even seem upset or anything. Why?

"We know. We could smell him on you, baby doll." Grey said, and Ryker nodded in agreement. I...what?

"Well....if you knew, why didn't you ask?" I asked, my eyebrows furrowed in confusion. I just don't get it. They used to get so mad at me. What the hell?

"Because we trust you to tell us. So what did he do, beautiful?" Ryker explained. I was still confused, but I guess flattered? I mean, they didn't attack me angrily and ask a bunch of questions. Rather they trusted me that I would tell them. I guess I can respect that.

"He um....I..." My throat started to close in on itself. How in the world am I supposed to tell them that he touched me, and kissed me, and rubbed his hands all over me?

"What did he do, Holland?" They were both sitting up now, concern and anger etched in their faces.

"He threatened to take me away from you guys, and he touched me and rubbed his hands all over me, and he....he kissed me." My voice trailed off at the end. I was twiddling with my thumbs again. I couldn't look them in the eyes and see the disappointment and anger.

I felt my chin being lifted and I looked up to Ryker staring at me.

"We are not mad at you, beautiful." He placed a kiss to my lips. "But we are quite upset at Theo. We will be having a talk with him." I nodded my head, breathing out and trying to calm my breathing.

I thought they were going to be so upset with me. I mean, I let him touch me. I didn't try and stop him. It's like I gave him the vibe that I wanted to be touched like that.

"Hey. Stop thinking, baby doll." Grey said, placing a kiss to my forehead. I felt tears roll down my cheeks. I felt so dirty, and used. Why did I let him touch me?

"Hey hey hey. What is going on?" Ryker and Grey moved so I was cuddled between the two of them, sobs wracking my body. They were brushing hair away from my face, trying to calm me down. But I was so upset with myself.

"I let...I let it happen to me. I let him touch me. I let him put his hands all over me and in my...private area. I just...I feel so dirty." I cried.

"Hey hey, nobody thinks that baby doll. Where are you getting these thoughts?" Grey said, smoothing my hair away from my tear stained face.

"Your wolves, for one. An-"

"Our wolves are fúcking dícks. We should not have let them say those things to you, and for that we apologize. But Holland, beautiful, there is no reason why you should think that. Yes, you took the drink from him, and he touched you. We will take care of that. There is no reason your precious little mind should even give him the light of day. Now am I understood?" Ryker explained, tilting my head up to make me look him in the eyes.

All of my thoughts were pushed out of my mind as I was solely focused on these two amazing men. I am such an emotional roller coaster, yet they deal with me through every high and low.

"Mmm, screw homework. Let's cuddle." Grey said, laying down next to me and spooning me. Ryker laid down and I snuggled up against his side, closing my eyes and sighing.

This...is perfect.

"And one more thing. Stay away from Kali. There's just something about her that we don't like, Holland." Grey said, pressing his crotch against my bum. I just rolled my eyes.

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Thursday

I have been avoiding Kali at all costs. Theo was not in yesterday, or today. Ryker and Grey have been on edge about that. But they told me that I shouldn't even think about Theo, so I'm trying to push him to the back of my mind.

But something even weirder keeps happening. Every time I hear the word 'heat' or even 'not', my body immediately reacts and my core is instantly soaking wet.

Such as right now. We were at lunch, talking about the weird weather and how it got so cold outside, but the school hasn't turned on the heat yet. Right now, my core is soaking wet, and I needed friction in between my thighs.

My thighs were clenched together, and I slipped my hands in between my thighs. I reached up my skirt, thankful that I wore my thigh highs today instead of tights. I pushed past my underwear and placed a finger on my clít. A slight moan escaped my lips as I rubbed in circles. Ryker's and Grey's head immediately snapped to look at me.

I felt Grey's hand dip between my thighs, knocking my hands out of the way as Ryker leaned in to whisper in my ear. "Are you touching yourself, Holland?" I bit my lip to stifle my moan as Grey's finger ran up and down my slit, collecting my moistness.

Before Grey could push his finger in me, Ryker pulled me so I was standing up. Grey stood up as well, and I saw that they had tents in the front of their pants. I felt my juices slowly running down my thighs as Ryker excused us from the group. I ignored their knowing looks as they pulled me through the hallways to an empty classroom.

My chest was pressed against the hardwood as the lock clicked in place. My skirt was pulled over my áss, and my underwear was pulled down my legs. I moaned as cold air hit my sex before a slap was sent to it. I jumped from the sudden pain, but moaned out as pleasure ran up my spine.

"Look how fúcking wet our slút is, Grey." Ryker breathed out, smoothing his palm over my áss. If even possible, I felt even more wetness running down my thighs, dripping onto my thigh highs. I saw Grey sit down in the chair right by the desk, a knowing smirk on his face.

"Count." Before I could process what he had said, a slap was echoing around the room, followed by my moan.

"One." Fúck.

"Two. Please, fúck me." Ouch.

"Three."

"That one was for speaking without permission." Ryker said, smoothing his hand over my áss again.

"Four. Five. Six. Fúck, Seven." I cried out, my body twitching on the desk with each spank.

"Those were for trying to touch yourself in the cafeteria."

"Eight."

"You are not allowed to touch yourself. Only we are allowed to bring you pleasure."

"Nine. Ten."

"Those were because you are a naughty girl." I could barely see. Tears of pleasure were blurring my vision. I wiped away the tears as I heard a zipper being dragged down. I moaned when I felt his tip run up and down my slit, teasing me.

"Beg for it, Holland." Ryker demanded. His chest was pressed against my back, his breath fanning down my neck as I tried to collect my thoughts.

"Mmm, please. Please Ryker, please fúck me. I need your cóck in me, filling me up and fúcking me so hard that I scream so loud. Oh shít, please. Please fúck m-" A sharp gasp filled the room as he thrust all of him inside of me at once. I gripped the edge of the desk, trying to catch my breath.

He gently grabbed my hips before tightening his grip. Grey pulled his cóck out of his pants, and was slowly stroking his long length. I moaned as Ryker slowly pulled out until his tip was the only thing penetrating me. I felt him shift behind me before he roughly slammed into me.

And oh god how he fúcking filled me up, repeatedly hitting that spot within me that made my toes curl. My earth shattering moans filled the room as the sounds of our skin slapping together echoed behind them. Grey was stroking himself to the pace that Ryker was fúcking me at.

"Mmm...faster." I moaned out. Ryker gripped my hips harder as his thrusts increased in speed. Grey picked up his speed, his hand going impossibly fast. Just the sight of him created more wetness within me.

I felt the pleasure building up in my lower stomach. A slap was sent to my áss, and I cried out. I gripped the desk even harder when Ryker reached around and rubbed my clít in fast circles.

The pleasure was too much. Oh god it was building up in my spine, I felt it. My lower stomach was clenching as Ryker picked up my one leg to wrap it around his waist, penetrating me even deeper. I cried out at this new position, my toes curling unbearably tight.

"I'm gonna...I'm gonna c.um, fúck!" I cried. Grey moaned at my words, and increased the speed at which he stroked.

"No, Holland. Little slúts who try to touch themselves don't get to c.um." I moaned out from frustration as I clenched my muscles, trying to push away my orgásm. God, I really needed to c.um. I feel like I am going to explode.

Ryker's thrusts increased until I couldn't distinguish between each thrust. He was continually hitting my spot. I couldn't feel my legs at this point, and the pain from my clít being so swollen was sent up my spine. I cried out as Ryker rubbed my clít faster.

"Can...fúck....I c.um? Can I c.um?" I breathed out, pressing my forehead onto the cold, wooden desk. I gripped the desk harder, clenching my muscles even more as I tried to wait for his 'okay'. God i am going to burst.

"You're....so fúcking tight. Fúck, yes. C.um you little slút. C.um all over my fúcking cóck." I immediately released at his words. I turned my head to the side, my vision blacking as moan after moan was torn from my throat as I let my muscles relax. Everything spilled out of me, coating Ryker in wave after wave of my juices.

I can't even feel my fúcking legs, I'm about to keel over. Ryker finally spilled inside of me, a growl making its way out of his chest and filling the room. I felt my head being lifted, and something being squirted into my mouth.

"Swallow." Someone commanded. I swallowed whatever was in my mouth, moaning from the taste. It was a weird, salty sweet taste, but I loved it.

I suddenly felt empty, and I cried out. My vision started to clear as I was picked up off the desk and into someone's lap. My underwear was being pulling up my legs, covering my exposed core.

"Let's go home, baby doll. Fúck, that was so hot." Grey said, cradling me to his chest. I moaned and placed a kiss to his chest.

"Mmm, you need to walk, beautiful. Come on, stand up." Ryker said, taking my hand and gently pulled me off of Grey's lap. My legs felt like jelly, and my core was slightly throbbing from my recently thorough fúck.

They guided me through the hallways, avoiding the stares of the stuck up people at our school. They were saying things to me, but I was still thinking about what we had just done.

It was so....hot. And exciting. And I wanted to do it again. But maybe in a few hours after my body has recuperated. I should return the favor to Grey because he sat out this time. But I should also repay a favor to Ryker because I blew Grey but I haven't blown Ryker yet. I guess we will cross that bridge when we get there.

I was sitting in the front seat of the truck, still zoned out when I heard a shout from outside. I was pulled from my trance as I saw Ryker and Grey moving very quickly. Their fists were flying towards the ground. But they aren't punching the ground, that would be stupid. So what are they doing? What is Jordan doing here? And what is...why are there so many people?

I slowly got out of the truck, and walked around the front side. Once I was at a good angle, I immediately saw what they were doing.

Theo was on the ground, blood pouring from his mouth, nose, and ears. Bruises were forming on his cheeks and around his eyes. Grey and Ryker showed no signs of slowing down. Yet, Theo found humor in all of this as his laughs filled the air.

They suddenly stood up and sent a kick to both sides of his body.

"How dare you lay your fúcking, disgusting hands all over our mate!" Grey spat at Theo. But Theo was still laughing.

"Why are you fúcking laughing? I'm going to fúcking kill you! How dare you threaten our mate, and make her feel insecure about herself!" Ryker spat at Theo as well, kicking him in the ribs. A crack was heard. He was still laughing.

Theo slowly stood up from the ground, swaying slightly as he stood.

"She will be mine." He said, a smirk on his face. My stomach dropped at his words, and my skin crawled at his smirk.

I felt the air get colder as Ryker's and Grey's eyes immediately turned black.

"Say that again, Olethrus." They both said, their bodies vibrating as their fists clenched to the point of their knuckles turning white.

"Your little whóre over there, will be mine." Their beautiful wolves erupted from where my two men were recently standing. And they wasted no time in trying to kill Theo.

But then there were five more wolves, pulling my mates away from Theo, who was a laughing, bloody mess. Growls filled my ears as Theo made eye contact with me and his lips were moving.

"Soon."

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-abbey