Stefan had even admitted that he got into a fight with a fellow frat brother on my behalf, which resulted in more threats against me.
Rather than risk more fights, Stefan had brought me back home.
Both of our parents, who I thought would be pissed as hell that we were wasting a semester of their hard-earned money and that Stefan had gotten in trouble once again, praised Stefan for doing the right thing and were happy we were both safe.
Luckily for us, the story of our having sex hadn't reached our parents’ ears, and they’d only heard small rumors about a scandal on our campus involving a popular fraternity. Still, there was the problem of what Stefan had done to Jace. From what I understood, Todd made up a story about what happened to Jace so that the school wouldn’t investigate the fraternity further. So, Stefan made good use of the ignorance of our parents to weave a tale that was so good that I almost believed it over the events that really happened. Some of it had truth to it, anyway. I was threatened, and Jace did attempt to assault me.
Stefan grinned at me. “Hook, line, and sinker.” He walked over and gathered me up into his arms, delivering a solid kiss to my lips.
I burned with desire, a feeling of happiness in my heart. Now that we were home, I could have Stefan all to myself. The thought of having sex with him right under our parents’ noses filled me with breathless excitement and dread at the same time.
Our kisses quickly became more passionate, and Stefan pushed me back onto the bed. He gently lowered himself on top of me, smothering my neck with kisses. “You know, Evelyn and Dad are supposed to be going on vacation here soon, after his big project with the Governor,” Stefan murmured, his deep voice filled with unbridled lust. “We’ll have the whole house to ourselves.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” I purred softly, knowing the answer. Stefan’s strong hands on my body and his lips pressed against my skin felt incredible.
He grinned and kissed me hard on the lips. “Making up for lost time and mistakes. Starting with lots and lots of time in bed together.”
I smiled and replied dreamily, “I think I can come to love that.”
I pulled him down into another deep kiss, and we rolled around on his bed until I felt a sharp pinch and cried out.
Stefan pulled back immediately, his forehead creased with concern. “What’s wrong, Bella? Did I hurt you?”
“I don’t think so,” I replied, rubbing at my hip. “Something just dug into my side.”
“Hmm.” Stefan pulled back off the bed and onto his feet. “Move,” he ordered.
Dutifully, I rolled off the bed, revealing a medium-sized orange package with Stefan’s name on it and no return address where I had been lying.
“The hell is that?” I wondered.
Stefan stared at the item with suspicion. “I have no clue.”
“I think it must have been on the bed before we even walked in,” I suggested.
“Must have,” Stefan muttered absently, his eyes on the package. After a moment, he picked it up and examined it.
He shook the package close to his ear, but it didn’t make much of a sound. Gritting his teeth, veins bulged on Stefan’s biceps as he tore open the top part of the package. He peeked inside before pulling out a folded piece of paper. When he unfolded it and read it, his face went white.
My pulse began to race, my heart pounding so hard that I thought even Stefan could hear it. “What is it?” I asked breathlessly. “What does it say?”
Stefan’s voice sounded strained. “It says For brother and sister.”
“Throw it away!” I hissed immediately. “Now!”
Stefan folded up the piece of paper and stuffed it in his pocket, shaking his head. “I can’t do that, Bella.” He glanced at the package apprehensively. Whatever the package contained, it wasn’t anything big. “Someone wants to give us a message.”
“All the more reason to chuck it out the window. Please,” I begged. “Get rid of it.”
Stefan stared at me. “Do you really want to do that? Obviously, it’s someone who knows who we are and where we live.” Stefan shook his head. “As much as I want to please you, we have to see what it is.”
I crossed my arms, glaring at him. “Fine, whatever. Just do it.”
I held my breath as Stefan reached inside the package and pulled out a small, black, square-shaped item.
“What the hell is that?” I asked in confusion. Then I recognized it a moment later.
It was a flash-drive memory stick.
Whatever was on the drive, I knew it couldn't be good.
After a moment, he walked over and grabbed his laptop off his desk and brought it over to the bed, powering it on.
I waited anxiously for it to boot up, holding my breath.
When the screen booted up to the OS window, Stefan stuck the flash drive in the USB slot.
I thought I would explode as I waited for it to load.
When the folder and thumbnail file finally popped up on the screen, my heart jumped. I peered at it closely. It was a video file. A crushing dread descended upon my body and I began to get dizzy.
Stefan turned to me, fear in his eyes, his hands trembling. “Are you ready?”
Of course I wasn’t ready. But Stefan had to go open the bag of worms, and now I had to look.
I nodded, feeling like I was going to faint.
Tapping the laptop’s trackpad, he double-clicked the file.
A dark room appeared on the screen. It looked somewhat familiar to me. A few seconds later, two individuals walked into the room, one led by the other, and my heart dropped in my chest as I watched in horror as the couple, who were dressed in costumes, proceeded to have hot, steamy sex. Even as I was horrified, I couldn’t help it, knowing who it was. It got me aroused, seeing how just passionate, how nasty and hot we’d been. No wonder Stefan made the connection that we both wanted it.
Still, someone had recorded us. The fact smacked me in the face when the video got to the point that I took off his mask, and then a little bubble popped up with our names and our student ID photos superimposed on them. Stefan looked at me then, his eyes filled with horror.
Stunned, I could only return his look as I realized the ramifications of watching our own sex tape.
“Who could have done this?” I asked breathlessly from my perch on Stefan’s bed, my pulse racing in my ears. Part of it was my horror, but another part of it was that I wanted that night again, to do it over and over and over.
Stefan slowly closed down the laptop screen, his chiseled features white as a sheet, his large hands visibly shaking. He was caught up in the horror of the implications, of the threat we’d just gotten. Besides when I told him about the baby, I’d never seen him so afraid. Being the strong alpha male that Stefan was, that alone made me even more frightened about our current predicament.
“It was Jace.” Stefan’s deep voice came out in a feral growl that I felt within the pit of my stomach. “It had to be.”
I stared at the laptop and then the small flash drive that contained the damning video of Stefan and me having sex, wishing I could drop it into a pit of molten lava. “But why? And how? The Sacrifice was before the investigation and your fight with him. What would be his reason . . .” My words trailed off as I remembered Jace’s words.
We’d been out on one of our ‘dates,’ and I’d asked him just why he was so hard up for trying to fuck me and to embarrass my brother. Jace had already had two beers, and apparently, he was loosened up enough that he told me the truth rather than some of the typical bullshit he’d fed me the rest of the time.
I’ve been here a whole fucking year, working my way up the social ladder, becoming one of the most popular athletes on NSU’s campus. Meanwhile, your stupid brother just transfers here mid-semester, gets into Alpha without even trying, and is now considered the top dog by the fraternity. How fucked up is that?”
“He hated me the moment I joined Alpha Gamma, that’s why,” Stefan replied, confirming what I alre
ady knew. “I’m better looking, stronger, and I was just as popular. And you know what?”
“What?”
“I don’t think this is the first time that this sort of thing has happened. The recording part, that is.” At my raised eyebrow, Stefan continued. “I wouldn’t put it past them. I mean, after all, they record all of their hazing.”
“They do?” I asked with some surprise, though I should have known better. It’s stupid, but a lot of college kids these days aren’t too bright.
Stefan stopped pacing to nod. “Yeah. I’ve seen a couple of them. Some real fucked up shit, let me tell you. But when the investigation storm hit, they had someone smuggle them out of the Alpha dorm and hide them.”
I remembered what some of the girls had to do to join Kappa, and seeing how the guys were probably ten times worse, I was suddenly filled with curiosity. “Did you have to get hazed to join Alpha?”
Stefan’s handsome features twisted into an appalled expression that I would have thought adorable if not for our circumstances. “Fuck, no! What kind of dude do you take me for, Bella? Do you honestly think I’d let someone stick a rod up my ass? Or let someone force me to snort some guy’s ball sack?”
I couldn’t help but laugh at Stefan’s tone. On the other hand, the idea of some guy being humbled by Stefan did have a bit of a kinky appeal all of a sudden. “No. You’re not the kind to be sniffing.”
“It’s not funny.” Stefan rolled his shoulders and neck as if working out a kink. “As soon as the fellas heard that I transferred to NSU and was looking for a frat to join, they let me join on my own terms.”
Stefan’s expression turned thoughtful. “But still, whoever sent this must want something from us. Why else would they want us to watch . . .” his voice trailed off as his eyes fell upon the package that the USB device had arrived in.
Slowly, he picked it up and looked inside before turning it upside down. Sure enough, a folded-up note fell out into his palm. Stefan glanced at me once before opening and reading it.
My heart jumped in my chest at the frozen expression on Stefan’s face. “What does it say?” I inquired breathlessly, fearing the answer.
Without answering, Stefan handed it to me, my heart feeling as if it was going to pound out of my chest as I read the words scrawled in large print.
TELL THE TRUTH OR ELSE.
The taste of sawdust filled my mouth as the note fell from my hands to the bedroom floor.
“Oh, God,” I whispered, my limbs shaking violently, my heart racing faster than a track horse. The room started spinning around me and I felt like I couldn’t breathe. My vision narrowed until it was one black dot, and all sound began to fade away.
“Don’t start panicking, Bella,” I dimly heard Stefan say in the background. To my faded hearing, he sounded extra muffled. “Everything is going to be okay. We’ll get through this as usual . . . Bella?”
I fell back on Stefan’s bed, my eyes rolling into the back of my head. I honestly don’t know how long I was passed out—probably only a few seconds—but I awoke to the gentle touch of Stefan’s hands on my forehead.
“Bella,” he breathed in relief when he saw my eyes flutter open. “You kind of scared me there.”
“I don’t know what just happened,” I said weakly. “The room started closing in on me and I felt like I couldn’t breathe.”
Stefan delivered a soft kiss to my lips and cupped my cheeks in his hands, stroking them gently. “It’s okay. You were probably just having a minor panic attack.”
I stared up into Stefan’s eyes. They were so beautiful, but what really touched me was the love and concern for me reflected in them.
“You think so?” I asked.
“Yeah.” Stefan brought his lips down on mine again, more firmly than the last. “But I know something that will relieve some of that stress and make it a little better.”
“What’s that?” I asked, excited by the huskiness in his tone.
Stefan’s eyes flashed. He began kissing me on my neck, each kiss burning more than the last, and then worked his way down my stomach. He lifted my blouse, exposing my belly that was still flat and not yet showing the life that was growing inside it.
When he was done ravaging my midsection, he deftly undid my jeans and slid them halfway down my thighs. By this time, my panties were soaking wet and my limbs were shuddering with anticipation.
And Stefan was never one to disappoint. He pulled my panties to the right side of my thigh, exposing my swollen clit and wet lips. With a sound of hunger, he placed his mouth around my mound, sucking and slurping up my juices with powerful suction.
My lips parted and I let out a half-moan, half-cry of pleasure at the incredible sensation. “Shit!” I cried out, my thighs quavering around Stefan’s neck. “That feels so good.”
Stefan paused for a moment to grin up at me, his lips wet. “Good.”
He returned to kneading my clit with his teeth, this time with even more force. I dug my nails into the bedding to deal with the incredible sensations washing through my body and clenched my teeth, fighting to stay quiet. My parents were still in the house, and though our house was quite large, I was sure they'd hear me if I kept this up.
After a moment, Stefan stuck two fingers inside, sliding them in and out as he slithered his tongue over my clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure rolling through my body.
Fighting to keep all sound in, I reached down and grabbed Stefan’s hair while he went to town, running my fingers through the soft silkiness and making it a tousled mess.
Stefan stared up at me as he kept his mouth glued to my pussy, his powerful fingers ramming in and out of me. Gazing into his eyes, I was struck by the intensity and the incredible sensations that were sweeping through my body. It became too much to hold in.
The room began to swim in my vision, my body temperature rising. I could feel the tidal wave building deep in the depths of my stomach, demanding release.
I parted my lips to cry as I felt it coming, ready to explode like a supernova, when the door swung open and a familiar voice demanded,
“What on earth are you two doing in here?”
Chapter 17
Stefan
In an instant, I saw shock register on Bella’s face as the door to my bedroom swung open and panic gripped me. Moving incredibly fast, I pulled back from between Bella’s thighs and shoved her away from me, quickly jumping up from the bed and out in front to obstruct the view, hoping Bella would pull her pants on in time.
Garbed in a red evening gown made of silk, her hair done up into a French bun, Evelyn, my stepmother, strode purposefully into my bedroom, looking ready for battle.
She came to a halt in the middle of the room, and I briefly wondered if she had seen me between her daughter’s legs.
If she had, we were up shit creek. There was no way I was going to explain that shit away.
I could already see the look of outrage on her face.
Evelyn placed her hands on her hips and stared at me suspiciously. “What were you two doing?” she demanded.
Don’t crack, don’t crack, I chanted to keep calm. What made matters worse was that I had a boner as large as the Empire State Building. Good thing my cock was pointed downward in my jeans so it wasn’t sticking out in a way that was obvious.
I casually took my forearm and wiped Bella’s sweet juices from my lips. “Nothing,” I replied, thinking fast. I nodded to a half-empty coke can that was conveniently sitting on the nightstand next to my bed. “I was just sharing a drink with Bella, talking about what we planned on doing now that we’re back at home.” I cringed inwardly, hoping she’d accept my flimsy excuse, keeping my exterior calm and collected.
Evelyn peered around me to get a better look. Behind me, I heard the bed creak and I hoped that Bella had gotten her pants on in time. “You sure about that? You two scrambled away from each other faster than two squirrels chasing after a nut as I walked in.”
I let out an inward sigh of relief and
relaxed. She hadn’t seen what we were doing after all, and I chuckled nervously to myself.
Before I could reply, Bella was at my side with a scowl on her face, her arms crossed around her chest. She had apparently managed to get her jeans back on in time, though her clothing looked rumpled.
“Jesus, Mom,” Bella hissed with venom. “Do you know how to fucking knock?”
I could tell that Bella was using faux anger to deflect some of Evelyn’s curiosity, but I didn’t think it was necessary. It was obvious Evelyn hadn’t seen me whipping Bella’s pussy with my tongue, so there was no need for the extra theatrics.
Evelyn appeared taken aback for a moment by Bella’s rage. “I didn’t think I had to, seeing as this is my house and that you two just got back home. I was just coming up here to tell Stefan something, and I didn’t realize you were both in here,” she replied when she had regained her composure. “And I most certainly don’t appreciate how you’re talking to me. You may be grown now, but you're still my little girl. I know Stefan says you were having trouble at school, but that doesn’t mean you can come home and take it all out on me.”
“Well, learn some basic manners and I won’t have to,” Bella snapped.
I nudged Bella with my elbow, hoping she’d take the hint. She was taking the fake anger thing a bit too far.
Evelyn stared at her scowling daughter, looking like she was about to explode. I knew I should head things off before things got out of hand, so I moved forward, put my hand on her elbow, and then led her out into the hallway.
“Evelyn,” I said, lowering my voice so Bella wouldn’t hear once we were a few steps away from my bedroom. “Please don’t take anything Bella says to heart. She really is going through a rough time after what happened at school. I’m sure she doesn’t mean to act this way.”
Evelyn glanced at the doorway to my room, looking like she wanted to march in there and grab Bella by the hair and demand an apology. “Why do I think that you are making up excuses for Bella again, hmm? You don’t think I remember how she acted before you guys left off to college? You saw it yourself.”
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