Carnal House

Unexpected.-Ryker

I sat in the library trying my best to plan around my new social calendar. It had been a hell of a week in class, Connor had not been kidding when he said he had been taking out the trash, it was all over campus that Caleb and a guy named Tyler had gotten the crap beat out of them and a brawl that night. They had both been expelled along with Tyler’s girlfriend Kate.

The boys made a spectacle of dropping me off to classes every day, leaving me reeling after an amazing kiss only to watch them walk away. I got more than a few odd looks and more death glares than the rest of my time in school from other women. I could not care less; the boys all wanted me and nobody else. A few dirty looks were not going to change that.

The boys had shared their calendars with me so I had access to everything they had in them, which was a lot. Classes, meetings, events, frat comings and goings. I could see everything that was going on with them.

The wedding John has is tomorrow, in a week Connor and I have the intern mixer and then the frat Halloween party which the guys have decided that I will be Aphrodite, and they will each be one of her lovers. The charity gala is on November 3rd and the boxer ball on November 17th, and the nerve-wracking investor dinner is on December 1st. Every weekend for the next couple of months are full not to mention the weekend that Leah will be here is the same weekend as the gala. She gets in the next morning, but I honestly don't think I have ever had so many things to get dolled up and was in some way important for.

I was slowly getting acquainted with the daily routines of the boys; they functioned like a well-oiled machine even with me being thrown in the mix. Breakfast is less a family affair as it is a fend for yourself situation, well it was when I had the audacity to get myself a cup of coffee and only coffee yesterday morning. This morning, we all sat down together while they took turns watching me eat. Did I know that only coffee was not the best idea, yes but I had run out of time, and it was the best I could do at the time, yeah, they did not like that any better.

Fox took the coffee from me and replaced it with his protein shake that he needed for his workout, I tried to argue with him, but he just leaned on the counter, shirtless and sipped my coffee. f**k, it was hot, and he knew it. Connor simply wrapped his arm around my waist and tugged me out of the kitchen towards the front door.

“I had a feeling that had I not gotten you out of there then you really would have been late, and you cannot miss this lecture. Trust me.” He was not at all wrong, Professor Gardner was a hard ass and the lecture he gave yesterday was going to make up 15% of the final exam.

“Do mine eyes deceive me, or is the most beautiful lass sitting there with a crease in her brow?” I couldn't keep the smile from my face as John’s lips pressed against the skin of my neck, I looked up from the calendar to see a group of girls whispering and glancing our way. I clear my throat and pull away from John.

“You are making a scene.” I whisper. His nose grazes my ear as he gazes at them a few tables over. The hands on my shoulders slid down my arms, he laced his fingers with mine and held them against the table.

“Let us, then, give them a show.” He said as his teeth grazed the sensitive spot where my neck meets my shoulder making me sigh and drop my head onto his shoulder. “Watch them, darling. Show them what they will never have.”

His words emboldened me, I watched as their eyes widened while they watched John’s hand come around my throat squeezing lightly before he claimed my mouth with his. Possessive, carnal, mine. There was no doubt in my mind at that moment that I belonged to him and him to me, and he meant for everyone to know it.

I was lost in him, the feel of his strong fingers on my neck, his tongue gliding against mine, making it hard to ignore the dampness in my panties, much more of this and I will be more of a panting mess in need of a release.

The library clock tower chimed seven times, bringing me back to where we were, he pulled away brushing his thumb along my chin. The girls at the other table were gone, nowhere to be seen. It's a Friday night at seven o’clock, I find it hard to believe that they didn't have something fun going on tonight. John gave a cursory glance around, not seeing anyone aside from the student staffing the desk. I packed up my laptop and the book that I had out as well, John took my bag from me and pulled me away from the reception desk to a deserted row of books.

“John, what are you-” his lips crash against mine threading his fingers into my hair, his hand on my hip as he presses me against the bookcase. Lucky for us they are floor to ceiling and bolted down. I moaned against his lips as his fingers slid up the bare skin of my thigh hiking up the hem of my skirt.

“Think you can be quiet, darling? We don't want to get caught.” His eyes searched mine for any doubt or need to stop. I bit my lip.

“Are you seriously suggesting having s*x in the...” I look around at the titles. “Foreign studies section of the library?”

“Nae, darling, I unfortunately do not have protection with me, but I refuse to leave this spot until I have felt you come undone in my arms.” My cheeks heat as he fingers the edge of my lace panties. I nod my head and smile as he goes to his knees before me, he hooks his fingers into the waist of my panties to slowly slide them down my legs, kissing my thigh before making me step out of the skimpy fabric.

Catching my gaze, he brings them to his nose before slipping them into his blazer pocket. I run my fingers through his hair before he surges to his feet lifting my leg to hook around his hip. My breath leaves me as I brace myself with a hand on his chest and the other on the shelf behind me.

His knuckles skimmed my thigh before he ran his fingers through my crease. He groaned, his eyes closing as my breath caught.

“f**k me, darling.” He pulls his fingers away, sucking them clean before kissing me. I can taste myself on his tongue and it only drives me more, he slides a finger inside me admonishing me gently when I'm not as quiet as he wants before sliding in another.

I grip his lapel in my fist pulling him closer, his fingers hitting all the right places. “I believe I told you to be quiet,” he said slowing his ministrations. “Do I need to stop and march you out of here or are you going to do as you are told?” I whimper quietly as he starts to withdraw his fingers.

“I promise, I will be quiet.” I whisper. I am wetter than ever when he grins at me and growls.

“Good girl.” His fingers curl inside me making me see stars, I bite my lip hard to keep from crying out. His lips find mine as he pumps his fingers in and out of me, my world exploding as his palm grazes my c**t.

“You want to cry out don't you, darling.” I whimper at him, nodding my head. I didn't want to be quiet at all. “Do you want to come all over my fingers?”

I press my forehead to his chest, “Oh, John.” I whispered, a panting mess pressed against books about far off lands and cultures. If he keeps talking, I will come undone just as he wants.

“That’s a girl, bite down and come for me.” Without thinking I do as he says, my teeth clamping down on his chest. He lets out a guttural moan as my p***y clamps around his fingers, his hand tightens painfully on my thigh.

He withdraws his fingers, and I feel bereft without them, he slowly lowers my leg, his fingers diving into the hair at the back of my neck.

“Slowly unclench your jaw, darling.” My jaw aches as I release him and he shudders beneath me as I do, the evidence of his enjoyment hard against my stomach.

A throat clears at the end of the aisle and John is quick to turn and block the sight of me, gripping my hand as I smooth down my skirt.

“I don't get paid to be here or anything, but security will be doing a walk through in about ten minutes. So... if you're finished.” They sounded bored, and my cheeks burned at having been caught. I peek around John’s arm to see that they are gone, and I can’t hold back the giggle that bursts free. John shoots a glare over his shoulder at me.

“Hey, I was quiet as asked.” I said holding up my hands in surrender before picking up my bag and slinging it over my shoulder. I walk past him, not getting far before he smacks my ass.

“Aye, you were.” He said throwing his arm around my shoulders. I thought I would have felt awkward walking out bare beneath my skirt but honestly, I couldn't care. John had just crossed a desire off my list, and I didn't even think he had any idea.

“Bet you’ll never be caught without a condom again, will you?” I asked, stepping out into the brisk night air. John pulls me to his chest stopping dead to look down at me.

“Is that sass I hear?” I wrinkle my nose at him. Contemplating how I want to play this, do I feign ignorance, or do I play into it and see what he does? Decisions, decisions.

“Merely pointing out that you were very unprepared, do they not have boy scouts in Scotland?” His eyes widen at me.

“You are a gallus lass! I will have you know that we do in fact have Scouts Scotland and their motto is ‘Be Prepared’. However, you will find I spent far more time in the rector’s office than learning to build a fire.” He said, his fingers firm on my chin.

“Then how do you plan to keep me warm?” I asked in all seriousness. There was a fire in his eyes, I could tell he wanted to bend me over to teach me a lesson.

“Gallus. Absolutely gallus.” He said, leaning forward to kiss me with a reverence I had never felt before. We made our way to the car, he opened my door, closing it with a snap before getting in on his side. I was slowly learning what made my men tick, Ash is tender but commanding, John is demanding of obedience, something I’m semi-willing to give. Connor is still a bit of a mystery his exhibition/voyeur side very intimidating to me. Fox is still a black hole, his fighting side has me leaning towards a more brutal aspect that I am not necessarily concerned about but still wary of, I didn’t think that he would really hurt me without consent or in an abusive way.

I contemplated them all and how they fit together as a unit, not only with me but how they have functioned so amazingly for the last few years. They own the house and started a frat that is doing amazing things. The only one I didn't really see a darkness in was Ash.

“We should talk about the Halloween party. It won't just be a party it will also be a learning opportunity for the pledges as well, if you are up for it.” I was intrigued by this, I didn't really know how I could help them, but I would do my best.

“In what capacity?” I asked.

“Well, we will have the party open to other frats and students, meaning that there is the potential for danger. We will obviously be on top of everything, and this will be the chance for them to prove themselves in being able to make all of the women feel and be safe. You would ask a pledge to hold your drink, they will be graded on how they hold it, hands completely covering the opening, as well as paying attention to those around them. We will have a few decoy guys wandering around to drop skittles into random drinks where the pledges will be graded on their attentiveness to their surroundings. They are not to bring dates but every woman in their vicinity is their responsibility.” It seemed like a lot to put onto one person.

“Doesn't that set them up to fail though? At a party and drinking but still need to be on top of their game to be able to keep control of everything in their bubble? How are they supposed to have fun?” John grinned at me.

“Want me to show you?” He asked, I raised an eyebrow, not understanding.

“Ok.” I drew out the word, not entirely sure where this was going. John took a hard left taking us away from home, towards the neighborhood that held most of the frats. He chose the house that was the loudest and had the most people going in and out. He kept a firm grip on my hand as he led me inside. I didn't like being back in this type of situation, except this time was different. I trust John completely. He pulled me out onto the dancefloor and held me close.

“How many exits do you see?” He asked, his lips brushing the shell of my ear. I looked around.

“The door we came in.” I said, knowing that I was missing something.

“Straight across at the back of the house is the rear exit. Man to woman ratio?” I looked around knowing that my mental math would be off seeing as it was never my strong suit.

“3:1?” He grinned at me.

“Very good.” I grinned back and continued to look around as he moved me around the floor. “The girls against the wall to your left are uncomfortable, there are drugs being passed around behind you and a fight is about to break out near the rear exit.”

“I said I don't want to dance.” A woman yells to be heard to my left, a guy claps John on the shoulder holding a baggie of pills out to ask if he wanted one just as someone started chanting fight over and over again over his shoulder. His eyes had been on me the entire time, how the hell did he even see all of that?

He shook his head at the guy with the drugs and started moving us away when the guy not taking no for an answer started getting handsy. I didn't think I just moved.

“Hey! She said no.” I got into his face, he backed up a step before thinking again and holding his ground. He brought his hand up as if to touch my hair. I slapped his hand away.

“Back off.” I said, my hands balled into tight fists. I didn't see John follow me, but I could feel him at my back.

“You heard her.” He said, I couldn't see his face, but the guy paled, holding his hands up in surrender before backing away. With the state he was in I wouldn't doubt if he had been pregaming since classes had ended for the day, it wasn't even nine.

When he was across the room I turned to John and blew out a breath. “Never had scary boyfriend privilege before.” He grinned at me.

“Yeah? How did it feel?” I lifted onto my toes to kiss him in answer. He lifted me off my feet for a second before breaking the kiss to turn to our suddenly rapt audience.

“Would you ladies like an escort home?” John asked, they each eyed him for a second before looking around the living room turned dancefloor. They all nodded and followed us out. It turned out that I had a class with the three of them and they all had similar Caleb and Tyler stories, their relief at their expulsion evident in their body language. We dropped them off at the same dorm building I had been living in a week ago, it seemed like years ago now.

“Your doors lock, right?” I asked around a stab of fear for them.

“Oh, yeah! Our R.A. came through and said that someone had raised holy hell that we weren’t safe with the dean and every door was replaced and we all have deadbolt and chain locks with the doorknob lock.” The blond said. I looked at John for an answer, but he just leaned his head back and gazed at me.

“I really slept well the first night we had them, I didn’t realize till then how scared I actually was.” The petite woman with a pink bob said, I was almost sure that it was a wig, but it was a good one. They left with words of thanks, John watching until they were inside.

“Did Fox really go to the dean?” I asked quietly. John took my hand, his thumb running across my knuckles.

“We all did.”