Payback: f*****g The Hockey Wolf Twins

Chapter Three

I watched from the shadows as Mason rose to his feet, his hands trembling as he reached for Becca's uniform zipper.

His fingers fumbled with the metal tab, and I could see the way his body was already responding to their commands, his d**k straining against my skirt.

Becca smirked down at him, her hand still gripping the leash as he slowly pulled the zipper down, revealing the smooth skin of her back.

"Can you believe that stupid b***h," Becca hissed, her whip sliding down Mason's back. "How dare her even try to talk back to me?"

"Yeah, when she's nothing," Chloe chimed in. She had her legs spread open, and I could smell her juices from here. Becca grabbed Mason's neck and pushed his face into her p***y. "Oh fuckkkk," she moaned, throwing her head back.

"Who exactly does she even think she is?" Tiffany asked, her fingers pumping in and out of her own v****a.

"No mistress," Mason gasped, still eating Chloe's p***y. "You own me."

"She was never worthy of you," Becca snapped, flogging his butt. I stared in horror as Mason released a low whine, his back arching into her flogs. "She was just a toy."

"Yes, mistress," he groaned, agreeing with her. "She could never satisfy me, only you could."

"Mmmmm," Becca grinned. "Why, then did you date her so long?"

"She was just meant to be a quick f**k," came Mason's reply. "Somehow, she weaseled her way into my life, and I wasn't able to get rid of her. I'm sorry mistress."

I took a step backward, then another. My boyfriend, the one I came to every time I felt like Becca and her floozies were getting on my nerves, was on his knees… for them?

"She wasn't even a good cheerleader," I heard him continue. "I was always so embarrassed every time she'd come hug me during a game. That's why I never go out with her."

Oh my God. I quickly covered my mouth with the back of my palm, killing a shriek. How long, just how long had this been going on? How long had Mason lied to me?

I needed to get out of here. I needed to breathe. I stood straight and went to his room, grabbing a duffel bag on my way. I packed quickly, throwing in the few clothes Mason had insisted I kept in here for when I spent the night.

The good luck charm necklace I gave him was hanging across a nail on the wall and I tore it off, pushing it into the bag. He could die for all I cared.

When I stepped out of the room, their moans had gotten somehow louder, yet they were still degrading me.

"She never had a future in cheerleading," Mason moaned, his eyes closed. I saw the outline of what seemed to be his balls being massaged by Tiffany.

"We've kicked her out of the team already, Mason," Becca taunted him. "What will you do?"

"I'll break up with her," he answered. "I wanted to break up for so long, so I'll break up with her."

"Oh, you don't need to," I hissed, my voice cutting through their sick play. Mason's eyes snapped open and those sea green eyes I used to love landed on me, then widened in shock.

"Isla," he choked out.

"No, f**k you, Mason," I answered. "You're a piece of s**t. Just look at you," I scoffed, pointing at him. "Like you have your balls out, twisting and grinding for these bitches to degrade you. Is this what makes you a man? You are so pathetic, Mason."

"Baby," he tried to get up. "Baby it's not what you think, I can explain—"

"The hell you can," I snapped. "I have already heard enough. I'm not talented, you're ashamed of me yeah? I am ashamed of myself for even loving someone like you. You are disgusting, Mason, disgusting," I screamed.

Chloe and Tiffany looked shocked, while Becca just had a sadistic smile stretched across her face. "All of you, go f**k yourselves. Literally. Bitch."

I turned to leave and glanced down at my hand. "Oh and take this s**t," I started removing the ring he got for me during Prom Night.

"You know what," I stopped, tilting my head. "I think I am going to keep this. Yeah, because I would need to be able to afford therapy to get this horrible image off my mind, cause even bleach can't get it off."

"Baby please," Mason started again.

"And you can keep the uniform, since you love it so much," I hissed. "Just pathetic mehn."

I left the building quickly, rage building in my chest. How could he talk about me like that? After everything I have done? I loved him and he was busy sleeping with my enemies?

Fuck Mason, I thought, starting my car. I broke the speed limits driving back to my door and when I knocked, Nina opened the door for me, concern on her face.

"Isla, what's going on?" She asked, pulling me into the room. "We didn't think you'd be coming back."

"I have had the worst night ever," I sighed, falling face first into my bed. "Literally the worst."

"It's a good thing I made hot cocoa then," Nina said. "Come tell us what happened?"

I groaned and sat up. My friends had already changed into their sleep attires while I was still wearing this stupid cheer uniform.

I told Elena and Nina everything that happened, from going up to Mason's room, to what I saw and what they said. Their faces carried the same emotions mine did, shock, surprise and finally disgust.

"I still cannot believe Mason is a sub," Elena groaned. "A stinking disgusting one at that."

"I dated him," I replied, shaking my head. "Imagine how I feel?"

"You deserve better than them," Nina said. "They are all suited for each other, with their disgusting kinks."

I sat up straight. "I'm not going to let him get to me," I said angrily, standing up. "Mason and Becca think this would bring me down? Oh hell no."

"So what will you do?" Elena asked.

A light bulb went off in my head. "Payback Fucking."

Nina's brow went up. "What?"

"That's it. I'll find someone that is more powerful than both of them. Someone Becca desperately wants to f**k and she can't, and someone Mason is always losing to," I snapped my fingers. "I'll have s*x with them, and that will be my revenge."

"Slow down," Elena interrupted. "First of all, Becca has literally everyone on the hockey team wrapped around her pinky. Like, they are her bitches."

Fuck, I kind of knew that. They drooled like puppies when plastic Barbie talked to them.

"There is one person though," Nina said quietly. "Well two. But I don't think you should be doing anything with them."

"Who?"

"The Ice Wolves Hockey Twins, Azrael and Raphael" she shrugged. "They are literally the league's biggest stars. Like the nights they play, the stadium is packed with guests from everywhere."

"Yes, that's true," Elena agreed. "They are so hot."

"And dangerous," Nina continued. "Rumors is, they are so f*****g dangerous and scary, and people like to say that they actually behave like the team they play for, you know," she shrugged slightly, "wolves."

"They behave like wolves?" I asked. "That's a stupid rumor."

"Ugh, all I know is they are dangerous, there is something otherworldly about how they play, and you shouldn't go near them."

"Well, even if monsters do exist and they are both monsters, they can't hurt me half as much as Mason has. He humiliated me."

"I think you should just chill," Nina sighed. "Trust me Isla, it won't be worth it."

There was no point arguing with her. No matter what happened, I was going to have my revenge.

Even if it meant being bitten by monsters.