The Hunt: High School Bully Romance (Kennedy Academy Book 2)

by Mae Doyle

  He chuckles. “Feel good, Nora?” He’s timing his strokes perfectly as his cock slides in and out of me and I’m finding it harder and harder to breathe.

  Even if I could speak, though, I don’t want to tell him what I’m feeling.

  That I’ve never felt like this before.

  That I feel close to exploding.

  That I fell for him the first time I saw him, even though he tormented me almost every day since then.

  There’s just no way to tell him all of that, so I don’t.

  I do scream out his name, though.

  “Teague!” My fingers are digging so hard into the dirt that I feel it jamming up under my nails, but I don’t care. My back arches as I feel myself come, the waves of it washing over me from my toes to my head.

  I’m lightheaded and my arms shake as I hold myself up, trying to keep myself from falling into the dirt.

  “Fuck, Nora!” Teague slaps my ass then grabs my hips, pulling me closer to him while he thrusts forward, his thick cock fills me and I feel him shake behind me.

  Moaning, I press back, wanting to take all of them.

  “My little virgin,” he pants, “you feel so good.” His fingers are digging tight into my skin and I shiver under his touch, barely able to stand it. The pressure and pain that I felt when he first entered me are gone and now I’m trembling under his touch, barely able to breath.

  All of my nerves are on fire. My skin is crawling, and I feel like it’s splitting off of me as he fills me and comes inside me, finally doing what he said he would from the beginning.

  He’s claimed me.

  I belong to Teague Ward and I don’t know that there’s a damn thing that I can do to change that now.

  I feel like everything’s different but I quickly realize that nothing has really changed. Teague got what he wanted from me and now that he’s done with me, I don’t know how things are ever going to go back to normal. Before I can stop myself, my thoughts spiral and I think about him coming to visit me in my room, walking me to class…

  He pulls out of me and I drop down into the dirt, panting and feeling my heart start to slow down. Any thoughts that I had of things changing between us disappear. I’m flat on the ground, the cold dirt streaking my body, but I push myself to a sit. When I look up, I see that he’s standing over me, his dark eyes locked on mine.

  I swear, it’s cliché, but I feel like he can see inside my soul.

  The thought gives me chills.

  I didn’t think that there was any goodness inside of Teague, but the way he’s looking at me now has me wondering. Maybe there’s more to him than I first imagined.

  Maybe we don’t have to destroy each other.

  He reaches down and pulls me up and I feel my heart leap in my chest at the look on his face. It’s almost…kind? Can’t be, right?

  “Well, Nora,” he says, running his hand through his hair and looking at me, “thanks for that.”

  Thanks for that?

  I mean, I’ve never had sex, but that seems like a strange thing to say.

  Bending over, I grab my shirt and quickly pull it on, wanting a little coverage while we stand here in the woods. He’s still naked, but he lets his eyes roam over me.

  Damn, he’s hot. He’s made of muscle and has the biggest cock I’ve ever…well, the only one I’ve ever seen, but still. He’s huge.

  I swallow hard, hardly able to believe that he was just inside me. Taking me.

  “Teague,” I say, reaching out for him. I want to hold him now that we’ve been together. He’s had his arm around me once before but I need it again, especially right now. He steps back and scowls, picking up his clothes and yanking them on.

  I thought that I’d lose my virginity in a bed with my husband, not on the forest floor with my bully. Now that he won’t even look at me, I’m beginning to wonder what the hell I did.

  “Teague, are we okay?” My voice probably sounds whiny, but I don’t care. I’m not sure what just happened between the two of us, but I need some reassurance from him that everything’s going to be fine.

  “I’m great.” He shoots me a cocky grin and tosses me my jeans. “You felt great, Nora. And it really was perfect timing.”

  My stomach sinks. “Perfect timing?”

  “What are you, a damn parrot? Yeah, perfect timing, Nora. You finally gave me what I wanted. What the people wanted.” He shrugs and grins and my stomach drops farther.

  Actually, I feel like I’m going to throw up. I have no idea what he’s talking about, but I’m beginning to get a pretty good idea that what just happened didn’t mean anything to him.

  Not the way it meant to me.

  I let my guard down and finally gave in to the feelings I’ve had since I saw him, but it looks like that was a mistake.

  “I’m kind of glad that you stopped running, Nora. I wasn’t going to give up, but the people were getting tired of waiting. Now we can let everyone know that the bet is over and they’ll pay up.” He grins and starts walking down the path to the school.

  No.

  This can’t be happening.

  “Teague!” I scream, his name twisted and dirty in my mouth. I pull on my pants and shoes and chase after him, easily catching up with him on his leisurely stroll. He stops when I grab onto his arm and pull, but he doesn’t look at me.

  “Please! Please, don’t do this! I thought…I thought…” My voice trails off but I keep holding his arm, squeezing it tight, digging my nails as I try to get him to look at me.

  “You thought what, Nora?” Teague says my name with a snap and I step back, letting go of his arm. “You thought that all of the sudden I loved you?” His laugh is a loud bark. “I loved the feeling of my cock in your pussy, Nora, but that’s about it. Now, if you don’t mind, I’m going to go collect.”

  “Collect?” For a moment I watch him walk away, but then I run and put myself in front of him again. “What do you mean?”

  “You didn’t think that I wasn’t going to get in on the pool, did you?” He pushes me easily out of his way and keeps walking. “It’s time for me to finally get some compensation for what a pain in the ass you are.”

  “You don’t mean it! Besides you don’t have any proof.” This time I plant my feet firmly on the ground and cross my arms, daring him to try to move me. He does, physically lifting me up and setting me off to the side.

  “Stay out of my way, Nora, okay? And yes, proof.” He takes his cell phone from his pocket and swipes it open, turning it so that I can see a picture.

  Of me. Well, my back and my ass, but it’s pretty obviously me, sad ponytail and all.

  “No.” My voice is a whisper, but Teague hears me anyway.

  “Oh, yes.” He slips the phone back into his pocket. “Thanks for the fuck, Nora, and for the money I’m about to go get. You know, some people said that it couldn’t be done, that the ice princess wasn’t ever going to give it up, but I proved them wrong. We proved them wrong, didn’t we, darling?” He reaches out to touch me, but I jerk back, my eyes on the phone in his pocket.

  There’s no way that I can possibly get the phone from him, even though the thought of tackling him and trying to steal it from him crosses my mind. He’s bigger and stronger and he’d crush me if I even tried.

  I want to beg.

  No, I want to hurt him.

  Instead, I stand quiet, watching as he walks away from me down the path. Every muscle in my body is screaming for me to chase after him, but I know that no matter what I do, he’s made his choice.

  Hell, I could probably get down on my knees and get him not to do what he’s doing and he’d simply step over me. Teague Ward doesn’t bend down for people, and he sure as hell doesn’t help them up when they’re in trouble.

  He got what he wanted, and now I’m screwed.

  Teague

  Walking away from Nora should have felt good.

  I finally got what I wanted.

  Not only did I get to bury my cock in her virgin pussy, but I go
t the pictures to prove it and I’m about to be a very rich guy.

  Well, richer than I already am.

  And all it took was pretending to give a fuck about her. Sad, really, how willing she was to strip down and let me get what I wanted when it all came down to it.

  Like she wanted it.

  Or like she wanted me.

  The thought slows me down and I pause for a moment, trying to remember the look on her face when I kissed her.

  It wasn’t like she pulled away. in fact, it was the opposite.

  I swear, it was like Nora enjoyed it. Like it was what she’d been waiting for and she suddenly couldn’t get enough.

  Fuck.

  My phone feels heavy in my pocket and I turn back around, looking to see if I can spot her on the path, but I’ve gone around a curve and she’s hidden from view by the trees.

  Should I go back for her? All I have to do is walk out into the school and suddenly everyone will know who I am. They’ll know that I’m finally more than Clay ever was. I’m the man that nobody will want to fuck with and everyone will fear.

  And Nora? Well, she’ll finally have learned that you can’t fuck with me and think that you’ll walk away in one piece.

  But her face. Dammit. I’ve hurt a lot of people before and seen faces crumble when they realize that they’re fucked, but I’ve never seen anyone that I think I was actually starting to care for do the same thing. I was totally fine with hurting Nora, but then she looked at me like that – like she actually trusted me.

  I thought, for a while, that I could be a better man – the type of man that Nora needed and deserved. I thought that maybe I could be the person who would protect her, but she was just too much fun to play with and hunt.

  Nora and I don’t make any sense unless I’m in complete control and she can’t do anything to stop me.

  But then why does my stomach feel twisted up? I don’t know that I’ve ever felt this close to someone before. Hell, I’ve never cared if a girl came before, but there’s something about Nora that puts my stomach in knots.

  “Fuck.” I breathe the word out in the silence of the cool morning. Behind me I hear the bell from school and I know that this path is about to become crowded with students using it as a shortcut.

  I have a choice to make and I don’t know what the fuck I’m going to do.

  “Nora,” I whisper, more to myself than anything else. She’s the one person in my life who may have the power to make me into a better person, and I just have to decide if that’s what I want from her. I’ve always been happy being the person that others are afraid of. I don’t mind people being a little scared of me, but seeing that look on Nora’s face felt wrong somehow.

  My grandmother always told me that I would one day be faced with a turning point and a decision to make, but I thought that it would come much later in my life.

  Not at 18.

  “Nora.” This time, when I say her name, it rolls off of my tongue with confidence. I start walking back to where I left her, and as I do, I feel my heart start to pound harder in my chest. When I turn the curve and she’s not there, I break into a run.

  “Nora!” Her name echoes through the woods, but she doesn’t answer.

  Where the fuck would she have gone? I can’t imagine her wanting to go back to school, not when she knew that I was going to tell everyone what happened.

  I was going to tell them the truth. I finally fucked Nora and she liked it.

  Well that’s part of the truth, but it’s not the part where I admit that I actually have feelings for her.

  “Nora, come here!” My voice sounds frantic now and I run faster, my steps eating up the path as I look for her. She’s not very fast, so I don’t know where she could have gone to, but I can’t see her farther ahead of me on the path. The woods are so deep and thick that I know she wouldn’t have managed to just cut off through them to run and hide. Besides that, we haven’t had the best experiences in the woods, so I can’t see her venturing off into them on her own.

  She has to be ahead of me, and I run faster, my conditioning taking over as I breathe deep, chasing after her. This is what I’ve wanted from the moment I first saw her, so it should feel good. I should like the fact that she’s running scared and I’m chasing her, but somehow, it feels wrong.

  The end of the path is coming up but I don’t slow down. If she somehow made it back to the campus then she could easily try to disappear into the crowd of students. I turn the final twist of the path, pumping my arms, my heart pounding in my ears, and I finally see her.

  She’s paused by the opening of the path, looking at the school campus, watching the students. I don’t blame her for not wanting to go out there. If they know that she’s coming then I’m sure that they will eat her alive, and then there’s not a damn thing that I can do to stop them.

  Nora hears me run up behind her and turns, a dark look on her face. “Teague.” Her voice is dark and angry. Skidding to a spot in front of her, I take a deep breath, trying to decide how to handle this.

  “Nora, we have to talk.” The words spill out of me, but before I can finish, she interrupts me, holding up a hand so that I’ll stop talking.

  “Oh, no, Teague, you listen. I don’t owe you anything, and I sure as hell don’t have to talk to you about anything. You got what you wanted from me, so I don’t know why the hell you think that I need to talk to you about anything. I can’t believe that I actually thought that I could trust you!”

  Her face is red and I can tell how hard she’s trying not to cry. There’s a loud noise behind her as students file out of the buildings and she glances over her shoulder, but then looks right back at me.

  “Nora, let me say something,” I start, but she cuts me off again.

  “No, I’m tired of you talking! All you ever do is talk about how big and bad you are, Teague, but you’re nothing more than a bully. I trusted you! I needed someone to be on my side right now and you took that and threw it into my face. You won, okay? Are you happy about that?”

  My stomach lurches. I should be happy that I won, but for some reason it feels hollow. I’ve always wanted to be the winner and to come out on top, but now that I have, I don’t enjoy it.

  It’s fucked up, but the one thing that I want and that could make me feel better is the one thing that hates me right now. Nora is looking at me like she stepped in a pile of dog shit and she wants to wipe me off of her shoe.

  “You’re right.”

  She’s gearing up to yell at me again, but she stops, dropping her hand to her side and leaning forward a little, her eyes squinting at me. “What did you say?”

  “I said that you’re right. I’m an ass, Nora, and I wish that I could take it all back. You are too good for me and you don’t deserve this.” I wave my hand at her, trying to make her see that she is so much better than everything here. She doesn’t belong in Blacksburg, and she sure as hell doesn’t belong at Kennedy Academy.

  “What?” Her voice is so quiet that at first I think I she didn’t say anything. She’s staring at me with shock on her face, unable to believe what I’m saying. “Why the hell would you want to be nice to me now? Because you finally got me naked, is that it?”

  I shake my head. “No, Nora, because you don’t deserve it. You’re unlike any girl here and you deserve so much more than what you’ve been given. Here.” I pull my phone from my pocket and toss it to her.

  Surprised, she reaches out and snatches it from the air, still staring at me. “Want to rub in the beauty shots you took of me? Want me to see that you already sent them out to the entire school?” Her voice is pure venom.

  “Delete them.” The words feel strange to say. I’ve never reached out to anyone like I am to Nora right now. Hell, I’ve never had to apologize for something I’ve done before, and it feels weird. “I fucked up. Delete them.”

  “No.” She throws the phone at me and I duck, reaching out to grab it at the last possible second. “You do it, asshole. You delete the pictures
, then we’ll talk.”

  Quickly I swipe my phone open and find the pictures, walking over to her to show her that I’m deleting them. They disappear with a tap of a button and my phone is clean. Then, for good measure, I open my messages and flick through them, holding it up so that she can see. I haven’t texted anyone in days. There’s nothing here to make her think that I texted out her pictures.

  “They’re gone. I’m so sorry, Nora. Please forgive me.”

  “Fuck. You.” Even as she says it, I see the look on her face change. She softens a little, even though I’m sure that she would deny it if I said anything to her. “You’re a bastard, Teague Ward, and I want nothing to do with you.” With that, she turns, her ponytail whipping behind her as she moves to stalk out of the woods.

  “Nora, wait!” Running, I catch up with her, and I grab her arm and pull her to me. She whips back around, her eyes dark slits of anger.

  “Take your fucking hand off of me,” she hisses. Her skin is hot under my fingers and I release her, but I don’t step back. I’m this close to Nora and I never want to be away from her again. When I let her go, she turns back around. “I’m going to school. Don’t talk to me. Don’t look at me. Enjoy the money from your fucking bet, you sick asshole.”

  Even as she walks away from me, I know that I shouldn’t let her go. Bethany isn’t done with her. I can feel it in my bones and I’m never wrong about her and her little schemes. If Nora leaves me now then I can’t protect her. I know that she hates me, but I can’t help the fact that I want to do everything I can to keep her safe.

  Walking just a few feet behind her, I want to keep my eyes on her, but I keep scanning for any threats. Bethany isn’t anywhere in sight, but that doesn’t mean that she doesn’t have something planned.

  “Nora, walk with me,” I call, but she just raises her arm and flips me off.

  Fine. Part of me wants to leave her to this and to her own defenses. I feel like a fucking idiot following a girl who hates me only to try to protect her from something that she doesn’t seem to be afraid of, but I can’t help it. When I realize that I would follow Nora to the ends of the earth to keep her safe, I feel something twist in my gut.