Page 4 of Dirty Little Secret (The Devils You Know #1)

FOUR

KALE

Jackson stands at my side while Reign leans against a nearby tree, surveilling the party.

From the minute we showed up, we had every girl's attention on us, as usual. Whenever their polo-wearing ass boyfriends aren’t around to watch them get fucked, they circle the three of us like vultures, fiending for a taste of the bad boys.

Then they run along, back to their boyfriends, playing the doting girlfriend with hearts in their eyes.

As much as I don’t blame them for their attraction to us, it isn’t the attention of these bitches that we want. There is only one girl we came here for, and she’s currently standing by the edge of the bonfire looking hot as fuck beside her best friend.

River Morgan is good people, and we like her because she isn’t a thirsty fucking bitch like everyone else around here. She looks out for Savannah, and that means something to us.

One night, while at our parents' house for the holidays, we overheard them having one of those girly, deep and meaningful conversations.

It wasn’t like we meant to eavesdrop, River is just a little on the clamorous side, making it way too fucking easy for us to listen.

When she told Savannah not to hold back where we’re concerned, at first, we were all a little stunned.

Not stunned that Savannah had a thing for us, that was so fucking obvious.

We were shocked that River didn’t care that we were her best friend’s stepbrothers, which was the only reason we’ve held back from claiming our girl all these years.

While Savannah might have had it bad for us, Jax included, this thing we feel for her is beyond some little crush . She’s the sky wrapped in starlight, designed to be worshipped.

Mine.

Ours.

And we’ll make her see galaxies she never fucking knew existed.

Yes, we’re all wearing masks tonight, and there’s a chance she won’t know it’s us when we finally take what’s ours, but we’ll make sure we ruin her for any other motherfucker either way. Because the truth is, we were made for each other, and I know that she knows it, too.

“It’s time,” I announce to the guys as Savannah turns away from the fire and starts walking into the woods.

Silly girl.

She has no idea that she’s about to be hunted and owned by us in mere minutes, and I can’t fucking wait to finally claim what’s always been mine.

Both Reign and Jax swing their gazes to me and nod. “Let’s go get our girl,” Reign growls, and I don't miss the hunger swirling around his gravelly tone.

“Fuck, I’m already hard,” Jax says, garnering a chuckle from Reign and me.

He’s always had a flair for the dramatics, but of the three of us, Jax is the most submissive one.

He relinquishes his control to please us in the bedroom, though I have a feeling things might be a little different when we finally capture our girl.

There’s a darkness circling within his green irises that says the submissive side we’ve come to know and love has left the building, and there’s no denying that I like it.

We stick to the shadows, setting off after her as she vanishes further into the woods, completely unaware of the predators lingering in the darkness, ready to devour her.

The three of us spread out. Trapping her will be much easier if she’s cornered with nowhere to run.

I take the middle while Reign and Jackson take to the sides, and with each calculated step, I can feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins like a hit of cocaine, and I already know that with just one taste of her, I’ll be addicted.

The moonlight shines through the swaying branches, making it easier for me to see, and when my gaze lands on Savannah, her long white hair gleaming in the dark, everything stops.

I keep my breathing slow, my steps quiet and steady. As I close in on her, anticipation pulls me closer to where she is. We have waited long enough for this night, and not even death could hold us back now.

Savannah’s arms are wrapped around her middle, and every sound she hears has her all jumpy and tense.

She’s on edge and scared out of her fucking mind, though she knew that she would be and walked into the woods anyway.

She’s the only girl I’ve ever met who loves fear.

Little does she know, we’re all just as bad as she is.

I focus on her, whipping her head in every direction, as she attempts to make sense of her surroundings.

She knows that she’s being watched. She can feel our eyes on her. Yet, our bodies are wrapped in darkness, and she can’t see a fucking thing. I want her out of her mind with fear because I know she wants that shit, and I sure as fuck won’t be the one to deny her.

Savannah stops dead in her tracks and slowly turns, looking for whoever is following close behind.

I give her points for instinct, though there’s very little she can do to stop what we have planned for her.

I duck behind a tree and use it for cover.

She can’t see me. I know she can’t because she looks in every other direction except where I’m hiding.

Me, on the other hand, I can see her clear as day, well…

almost , and fuck if my mouth isn’t watering for a taste of that sweet pussy I’ve been dreaming about for years.

“Who’s there?” she calls out. But of course, her question is met with silence. Savannah isn’t at all stupid. She knows she isn’t alone in these woods. “I swear to God I will kick your ass?—”

Her threat is cut off when I step out from behind the tree. Her eyes widen at the sight of me, and she stumbles back a step.

“God can’t save you from the devils that hunt you, baby. ”

Her jaw unhinges, and her shadowed face pales. “W-what do you want?”

“To see inside you,” Jackson answers, his large frame stepping into the moonlight from the shadows on her left.

She whirls around and it almost costs her, because she stumbles, nearly falling over.

Savannah looks between the two of us, her mind racing as she tries to figure out a way to escape.

I audibly chuckle, and her head flicks back to me.

There is no exit for her.

This is happening, and she needs to accept that because I’m not letting her go. Tonight, I’m going to live out every fantasy I have ever fucking had about her and force her to crave me as much as we crave her.

“Who the fuck are you?” she shouts, letting her fear rise to the surface.

“The devils you know,” Reign says from behind her.

This time when she turns around, she loses her footing, falling flat on her ass.

Savannah stares up at him with a fear-filled expression, then starts crab-crawling backwards.

She doesn’t make it far before she collides with Jackson’s legs, and the scream that escapes her now trembling lips is divine.

She moves as fast as she can away from him.

“Get the fuck away from me!” she snarls, her wide eyes glimmering with unshed tears.

“It’s cute that you think you’re the one in charge here, barking out orders like that. But you’re not, baby girl. We are,” I growl, my eyes raking over her petite frame, only stopping when I reach her wild, beautiful eyes.

“We're going to give you ten seconds to leave,” Jackson says, and her eyes widen with panic.

“Ten, nine, eight...” She doesn't move as Jackson starts counting down, and a mix of confusion and trepidation forms on her moonlit face. Her eyes bounce between each of us, contemplating her options, but it's too late for her.

“Three, two, one… Run.”

“Ready or not, Little Viper,” Reign taunts, taking a step closer to her.

“We’re coming for you,” I almost chant the words, and in the next breath, she pushes to her feet, taking off through the woods.

The three of us run after her without a word, overtaken by the thrill of the chase and the inherent need to capture and claim her.

She can lie to herself all she likes and say she doesn’t want this, but she can’t lie to us.

I’ve read her journal. I know this is one of her fantasies, and she is going to love every fucking second of it.

She’s going to enjoy every goddamn fucking inch of us buried deep in all her holes.

Savannah rounds a large bend and makes the mistake of peering back over her shoulder to see how far behind we are.

It costs her precious time, jeopardizing her lead, and Jackson uses her error to his advantage.

He pushes his legs harder, then leaps into the air, tackling her to the ground.

I hear all of the air rush out of her lungs, and she tries to fight him off, but it’s futile.

Jax easily overpowers her, forcing her to submit to him like a good girl.