12. Chapter 12

The things I'm going to do when I get my hands on Jinx. She'll wish she was in another State. Anything could've happened to her. For all I know, she isn't even in this class. And if one more fucking prick stares at me when I walk the halls, I'm going to punch the shit out of them.

"Why won't one of these sad sacks of shit just tell us what's going on?"

"My guess is they're all chicken shits." Maddox shook his head in disbelief.

Chicken shits is putting it nicely.

"Don't pay them attention, Ace. Jinx is our priority at the moment," Ash reminds me.

It's easy for him to say he's the calm one. This is making me go insane. If Jinx thinks she's getting out of my sight for one second, she's dead wrong. I'll handcuff her to myself if need be. This wasn't how I expected today to start. What the fuck was she thinking, leaving the dorm without us? She knows anything can happen to her. Does she not care?

The sound of fighting pulled me from my thoughts. Maddox has a jackass held up against the brick wall. A circle of onlookers began to grow. The only thing saving us is we can't get expelled.

"Maddox? What's going on?" I grip him by the shoulder without taking his attention away from the jackass.

Maddox slams the jackass further into the wall when he starts fighting back. "This prick was talking shit about you, and Ashton and I had had enough. I'm sure he would like to repeat a few things, would you?"

He lets out a low chuckle. "Fuck you. You come into this school acting like the top dog, but you aren't. You're fucking nothing. You just proved that today."

I hate when people beat around the bush. Tell it how it is. It isn't that hard. Maddox must not like that answer either. His fist moves fast, connecting with the jackass's nose. Blood pours in a steady stream down his mouth and onto his shirt.

"Now speak, or I'll make you bleed someplace else." Maddox jerks forward.

Jackass cowers, covering his face. "Fine. It's because of those dickheads that Cam got suspended from school."

"Their fault because?" Maddox urges him to continue.

"They beat the shit out of him because of their sister. She asked for it, and Cam still got the blame for everything."

I swing my arm out, stopping Ashton. "Don't. I know who started this rumor, and he's next on the list and owes you one, brother." I fixed the jackass with a cruel stare. I hope he tells Liam we're after him.

I back away, catching a glimpse of our girl in the crowd.

"Run." I mouthed.

Panic stirred behind her eyes as she watched me weave amongst the crowd, my pulse skyrocketing to my fingertips with every step. She spins on her heels, taking off for the doors, kicking my heart into gear.

The chase is on.

I know exactly where she's running to, back to the dorms. That's not where I want to have fun. I take the path that leads behind the dorm, and my mind races with the thought of her begging me to let her go. But that isn't happening, not until she learns her lesson. I open the back door, running past the student lounge and basement entrance. Pushing through the front door, I stop as she's rounding the corner.

Her body skids to a stop, and she's heaving a chest full of air through her mouth. I take a step forward and watch as she moves backward.

"Little grim. Have you had enough?"

"No," she said, catching her breath.

I softly laughed. "You should run then, but if I catch you. I'm fucking you no matter where you are."

I spot Ashton and Maddox coming up behind her, and I give them a nod toward the art studio. No matter how much I want her in public, that won't happen, not with her stalker somewhere. Jinx slowly turns around, facing the guys.

"You two are in on this?" Her lips trembled as she realized she didn't have anyone to turn to.

"Yeah, baby. You gave us one hell of a scare."

She swung around and pelted down the path, heading in the direction I needed.

"Time to catch my prey. Meet you in the furthest art room." I break into a run, trying to cut her off before she can change directions. She can't run forever, the less fight in her, the better. I catch the scent of her coconut perfume; the closer I get, my dick thickens. I watch her round the corner of the art building.

She's bent over when I round the corner, catching her breath, and doesn't see me coming. I wrap my arms around her waist, lifting her in the air. She lets out a scream and wiggles in my hold.

"Do you want me to drop you?" I move her closer to my chest.

She grunts. "I want you to leave me alone."

I move toward the wall, slamming her against it, and wrap her legs around my hips. My fingers dig into her thighs. I drop my lips to her neck, feeling her pulse hammer. "Jinx, I'll never leave you alone. Haven't you figured that out yet?"

"I hate you!" she screamed savagely. She fights against my hold, but I press her further into the wall.

"Fight me. I love it." I move her dress up her thighs, exposing her black thong. She squirms when I run my finger over her covered clit. "What's the matter, little grim? Getting wet at the thought of someone watching?"

Her gaze dips down to my lips. No matter how much she says she hates me, I know differently. I move her thong to the side and run my fingers lightly over her clit. Her eyes fall close, and she drops her head against the wall.

"Tell me what you want, little grim." I move my fingers lower, sliding them into her wet entrance. She cries out, digging her nails into my shoulder and arching into my fingers. I look around and ensure we are alone; the last thing I need is for the Unknown to find her.

"Atticus, we can't," she whispered, her eyes smoldering with lust.

"We can and we will." I withdraw my fingers and undo my jeans. I reposition her lower on my hips, feeling the warmth of her pussy on my dick. "Fuckin, scream. Let him know who you belong to." I slam into her, stretching her. Her lovely scream vibrates in my ear as her fingers weave into my hair and pull tight. My dick throbs from the pain, making me thrust deeper until our hips meet.

She tries to push me away with her other hand, but there's no point. It only makes me want her more. Holding her up with one hand, I slide my other hand around her slender neck; with a slight clench, I restrict her breathing. She bucks her hips, driving herself further on my dick.

"Fuck, yes," I grunt when her pussy tightens around me. "I'm gonna make you nice and wet for Maddox, little grim." Rubbing my thumb against her pulsing vein, I squeeze her neck a little harder and watch her eyes close. I feel her swallow against my palm, rocking faster. The pleasure came out of nowhere.

"Jinx, you're mine," I tell her as I spill deep inside of her. I remove my hand from her neck and admire the red mark that I made. I drop her legs and catch her when she falls forward. "I got you. I'll never let you go. No one will ever take you away from me."

"I still hate you," she mumbles against my chest.

"Hate turns into love, little grim." I grab her hand, leading her into the art building. I have no idea what the guys have set up. I gave them enough time to be ready.

I hate being in this stupid building. Taking an art class shouldn't even be on my class list. I can't even paint a stick person. Ash is the artist, the swimmer, and the captivating person of the family. No matter what he thinks, he's not a quitter like I am.

The room I told the guys to meet me in is dimly lit when we approach, and I feel Jinx slowing down. Giving her a hard tug across the doorway, I slam the door behind us and watch Ash and Mad prowl toward Jinx, never taking their eyes off her.

"Little swan, did you have fun with my brother?"

She crosses her arms and huffs. "I wouldn't call that fun," her voice comes out raspy.

Maddox gives her a knowing smirk. "He didn't get you off, did he, baby." He walks behind her, running his finger slowly up her arm, stopping at the top of her shoulder. "Do you need to feel something?"

I watch as Jinx drops her head to her chest.

"Don't be shy, little swan. You have to tell us what you need, or you won't get anything." Ashton stands toe to toe but never touches her.

"I want to come." Her cheeks grew faintly pink.

Ashton tips her chin up, staring into her green eyes. "How?"

Maddox runs his finger down the middle of her back, and I watch as she shivers from his touch. Usually, Ash is the one who watches, but now I can see why he does. I can't put words to describe the intimacy between the three of them. Watching Jinx lose herself from a simple touch is a treasure.

"I know you aren't ready, but I'm sure you have something planned," she told him genuinely, knowing his limits.

He leans in, placing his lips so tenderly on hers. I haven't seen him close to anyone since that night at the college party. I should've been there for him; I'll never forgive myself.