CHAPTER 4
Riley's POV
I spent all day nervous. Mason hadn't looked at me once. Hadn't spoken to me. Just gave me that dark, intense stare from across the dining hall.
Owen's c*m had dried between my thighs, a constant reminder of what we'd done.
At 9:45 PM, I walked to Mason's cabin. The lights were off except for a single lamp.
I knocked.
"Come in."
I opened the door. Mason was sitting on his bed, elbows on his knees, staring at me.
"Close the door. Lock it."
I did.
"Come here."
I walked over slowly. When I was close enough, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me between his legs.
"I smelled him on you all day," he said. "His c*m. Inside you."
"Mason—"
"Did you like it? Having him f**k you raw?"
"Yes."
"Did he make you come?"
"Yes."
His jaw clenched. "And now you're here. Sti
