THE BULLY'S HATED MATE

CHAPTER 6: GROANS AND MOANS

CASSIA'S POV:

If there was anything I hated, it was being made to do work of any kind. Especially community service. It was just something I never did because there was no reason to.

I have always been a good student but here I was, being made to pick up every trash ever placed in strategic positions by the shitheads that went to the royal section of the school.

It was disgusting to see them coming to school in their expensive clothes and their designer shades.

They looked more fitting going to a drama and a fashion school than an actual school. I mean, it was school, nobody actually cares about what you wear.

But that was my opinion and mine alone.

I couldn't put that upon anybody, so I just kept doing what it was that I was doing.

***

I hated to wash anything that wasn't mine and now, I had to basically be a janitor and to the rich kids at that!

Why couldn't the school board have given me another kind of punishment? Like 'stay home, miss.'

Would that have been so bad?

I was thinking to myself how much notes I would have to get through to when I finally finished this shitty community service.

Inwardly, I knew just how much Marcus would go to the highway for me to be able to get the complete set of class notes.

I know very well that the only way I'd get the complete set of notes was if he copied them himself.

But I had warned him this morning not to try it, and that he was still healing. I hoped he listened to me.

He never does though.

I started walking towards the bathroom to clean these royal asses, literally, when Delica caught my movements.

"Oh! Look who we have here!" She yelled immediately she saw me.

I literally wanted the ground to open up and give me the tightest gulp because most people started to actually stop and stare at what exactly was going on.

She was the one who was the cause of everything I was made to do today.

And as if I haven't been slaving enough, b***h face is about to make my life more irritating than it already was.

"So, you're a janitor now? A peasant and a janitor?" She asked me like she gave two f***s.

Frankly, I was beyond tired to comprehend anything she had to say. So, I flipped my middle finger, and walked straight out of there like it wasn't about to bother me just now.

I could tell that she was shocked. I beat her at my side of the school, and I beat her at her side of the school.

Marcus or not; I was good at defending myself verbally or not. I was proud of myself, and there was no way in hell that I was about to let some trash talker, trash talk my already bad day.

I got to work quickly on the bathrooms. I knew it was only the side of the school left that I hadn't touched, and school was still very much in session.

It was my mindset that I was just going to quickly do these royal asses and then, rush back to my classroom and still learn one or two things for today before I'd go home.

***

As I walked to the side of the school, I walked lightly on my toes, trying to keep my school shoes from crunching the stones in my path.

When I came to the edge of the building, I started to notice some vibes coming from that area.

At first it was little, then I started to perceive melting chocolate and vanilla scones, the smell was so delicious, and I knew there was only one person who smelled like that.

Lucius.

What the hell would Lucius be doing at the side of the school? f

Frankly, I didn't care.

I just wanted to breeze in and breeze out, but when I got to the edge of the school, I was transfixed to an activity that was underway, nearly doubling over in shock.

My chest was expanding at a furious rate.

I stopped breathing in a bid to regain my composure, and I saw Lucius smile in a way that had all the right suggestions.

At first, I couldn't see who he was smiling at but then, he wasn't just smiling.

He was touching her.

I felt a thick blob in my throat as I saw the thick mop of red hair. Only one person had that hair, and she was insanely proud of it.

Ariadne stood, facing Lucius, and I watched as she planted a kiss on his lips.

Myla was fuming.

I was transfixed at how their lips seemed to mesh together in a sweet dance. I wanted to close my eyes and walk away like a modest person, but my eyes wouldn't shut.

Longing and lust started to swell in my belly as Lucius twisted a tongue in Ariadne's mouth, causing deep moans from the back of her throat.

He slipped a hand under her skirt, and I could only imagine what it was his fingers were doing because she closed her eyes so tight in pure ecstasy.

She enjoyed it so much that she couldn't stop her whimpers of pleasure, and her eyes closed and her brows uplifted themselves in a sensual way.

Lucius bites her bottom lips and tugs at it a bit. Moving down her neck, he sinks his teeth in, biting gently but still getting the job done.

Then he kisses her now swollen lips, as if to pet her for being a good girl, letting her have all of his tongue.

The thick blob in my throat forces it's way down to my chest, affecting my n*****s. I could feel how hard they turned just from hearing her gasp and him groan guturally in arousal.

'I should just leave now — right f*****g now.'

I kept on saying to myself but I couldn't leavet, or at least not right now when Lucius has Ariadne pinned against the wall.

His hands pressing down on both of her hands abover her head. His dominance speaking without saying the words.

She tries to pry her fingers out a bit, and Lucius releases one of her hands and lets her do what she wants.

She understands, and she starts to struggle not to rip off his shirt as he sucks the vein in her neck.

Oh, Goddess!

Help. Me.

I bet they don’t realize how loud they are.

They are at least fifteen feet away from me, and I can hear Ariadne moaning harder and louder with every move Lucius makes.

Fuck!

I don’t know why I was still watching. Perhaps, there is a shameful part of me that enjoys seeing Lucius in this lustful form.

But another part of me wants to rip her head off.

There is a part of me that feels ashamed to watch Lucius flick open Ariadne's buttons and unhook her brassiere.

A shameful part of me that watches as Lucius molds her breast to the palm of his hands, kneading her n*****s till she squirms in delight.

Ariadne was no saint, having no shame stroking Lucius’ bulge through his trousers as he started to grind into her body.

I swallow a ball of saliva.

I am dehydrated and yet, my palms sweat so generously. I felt some on the valley of my breasts as my breath hitched in my throat.

Ariadne could not take it anymore. She was unbuckling his belt and pulling out his p***s!

Something broke in me.

Myla kept yowling in anger.

I somehow wanted to be the one turning around for Lucius, bending like Ariadne. I wanted Lucius to raise my skirt like he was doing now.

My heart was beating so loud, as loud as their ruthless rhythm.

Back and forth, Ariadne's hair bounced.

My eyes were focused on the way Lucius kept his eyes opened, held her by the waist and f****d her like a damn w***e.

Lucius had his trousers at his ankles and his shirt was raised to show the lower part of his abs.

God, I wanted to lick them.

The way the sweat trickles down the lower part of his stomach, and the way his muscles contract as he strides in and out of Ariadne numbs my brain.

I beg my legs to move, but they won’t listen to reason.

Their rhythm changed. They're going faster than ever, and all I can hear is Ariadne's voice as her moans started to grow louder.

He places a hand over her mouth and the other firmly on her bottom as he moved faster until even I could see he was close to climax.

Then suddenly, he turned and saw me.

I wanted to avert my eyes. I wanted my legs to move but instead, I challenged him to continue, and he did exactly what a s**t face would do.

Lucius smirked devilishly.

He continued and with no remorse, even as I stood frozen to the spot. He groaned wildly, every part of him shaking as he collapsed on her. He buried his face in her back.

I didn't know why I still stood there, hearing them panting, and allowing him to take a look at me for the second time as he disengaged from Ariadne, and he smiled wickedly.

He f*****g smiled!

He knew what it was doing to me, and that didn't stop him.

I bolted.

***

Surprisingly, I was let back into class and Marcus had clearly done the opposite of what I asked him to.

No matter how much I tried not to think about it, I thought about it.

Time and time again.

My mouth watered. My panties watered even more — dripped.

My mind replayed the scene a billion times over, every time it conjured up images that were replaced with us, instead of Ariadne.

It made perfect sense that they were the ones who were rumored together, and it made perfect sense now why he didn't want me as a mate.

I was mated to Lucius and yet, I could feel every emotion, the deep phases of pleasure that he had undergone from the beginning till he came.

I couldn't get anything in my mind, and I couldn't get that out of my mind.

"Cassia!" Marcus said.

I blinked once, twice, three times before I could blink the images away from my sight.

"Hmm?" I asked, embarrassed as hell that I was caught, probably drooling and spacing out of reality.

"You okay?" He asked, concern creating waves on his otherwise cute face.

I nodded my head. Of course I was alright.

Pained that he did that even though he could sense my presence even before he could see me, that I was standing there.

I needed to return the favour.

Myla whined and yowled like someone had poked her eyes out.

It was deeply painful and while it was done and dusted, I just couldn't let it slide.

Cafeteria time was done and an idea occured to me.

But it was going to need alot of stealth, which I was going to admit was almost far from me.

"Marcus, could you help me take my bag to class? I'll meet you there." I said, already standing up before he could utter a word.

I nearly felt bad for leaving him to walk on his own with my bag but I was graciously petty, and I knew it.

I sneaked a pen and paper from my bag before I handed it over to him, and started to make my way to the bathroom.

I was infact not going to stay there for long, but it was all part of the plan.

***

School gave out later that day and we were all called for the council's open meeting and of course, the culprits were not present.

All I knew as they gave the punishment to Lucius and Ariadne for having s*x during school hours was that I had done a good job in reporting them.

A really good job.