Make Her Bleed: Bound By Blood

By Zepphora

I trusted Malakai Harris all my life. I never thought he would stab me in the back the way he did.

Kai has taken everything from me. My freedom, my friends, my father. The only thing left for him to take is my sanity, but I won't hand it over. My only saving grace is his posse, those he has scared into following him. 

Dax Porter

Nico Mendez

Rowe Kade

Knox Ward

They care about me, but they know they can't save me from Kai. How long can I keep myself and them alive?

Make Her Bleed is the first book in the Bound By Blood series. This book is a dark why-choose romance with a long list of content warning available on the author's website. This book is best read going in blind, but if you need them, the content warning are available. 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Zepphora Books, LLC
• Release date: Nov 28, 2022
• ISBN: 9798215536964

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CHAPTER ONE

ARIA

Three Months Later…

F ucking hell. Blaine grunts as he pins my hips against the bathroom sink, ramming his cock into me from behind.

We need to be quiet, I hiss as he hikes up my skirt more, pushing my knee onto the counter.

Shit, sorry. You just feel so good. He groans as I slam my hand back over my mouth.

I'm not a slut but I'm not a virgin either. I have the same needs as every other high school girl. With my refusal to date, I have to get my pussy wet somewhere. It just so happens that Blaine is a good friend who enjoys fucking me. Usually we can be loud as hell when we get our rocks off, but his mom is home today.

I need my sex to get through the stress that comes with school, even if I don’t get off. I know a lot of guys my age aren’t experienced enough to make me cum. The pleasure of feeling him move inside me is enough.

If anyone knew about me and Blaine, I'd be labeled as the class slut, but luckily, neither of us wants anyone to know we screw on a nearly daily basis.

He has no intention of trying to push for more, thank god. I like Blaine, but I want my freedom. I don't need a boyfriend. All I need is someone to fuck me on a regular basis.

Once he gets off, we fix our clothes and exit the bathroom before his mom has a chance to notice anything is off. She's still on the phone in the kitchen talking to her sister out in California about the upcoming holiday season and their plans.

You're getting to be insatiable, Blaine whispers as I flip my textbook back open.

We're set up in the living room, and even though his books are across the rug, he's right up next to me, his hand riding dangerously close to my ass.

Isn't that the pot calling the kettle black? I joke then feel his smooth lips kissing along my shoulder.

Kissing. That's how it always starts.

Blaine, I groan, which he must interpret as an aroused groan instead of irritation because he openly gropes my breast while simultaneously sucking on my shoulder. Stop, I hiss at him as I push his hand off of me and turn to him.

Did I hurt you? he asks, concerned.

No, of course not, I say, my voice calmer.

Then, what's the problem? he presses, genuine concern in his eyes.

Now I feel like a bitch but it's unavoidable. You can't be doing that, Blaine, I tell him as calmly as possible. I don't want to hurt him but there's no other option.

What? Putting my arms around you? We screw every day, Aria. Me touching you shouldn't bother you.

Maybe that should've been the first sign but Blaine is overly affectionate with everyone. He even hugs Kai who seems to be a bit of a cold fish when he's not having dinner with my dad at our house. I see the life leave his eyes and he seems so distant to everyone and everything, even when he’s around other people.

I wish I knew what did that to him. I don't know Kai very well, not since I was a little kid, but I like to help those who are wounded and he obviously is.

It's not the touching. You touch everyone. It's the … kissing, I admit.

His eyes widen and his cheeks turn pale. Because I kissed your shoulder? Jesus, Aria. He rolls his eyes, clearly exasperated.

You know exactly how I am, Blaine. I groan defensively. I made sure you were well aware of my conditions before we moved forward with this. I don't date, and sex is just sex. I don't like you like that. You're my friend.

My assumption from the simple shoulder kiss was right. I see the rejection in his eyes, and he's not happy though he tries to hide it.

Oh, I know. It's fine.

It's not though. He's upset, and if I console him, it will just make things worse.

I feel like a douchebag. What did I expect to happen? We've been screwing for months. Eventually, something was going to happen to fuck it up. It just happens to be his heart that ruined things.

CHAPTER TWO

KAI

H ey, Coach, Blaine says as he strolls into my living room like his second home.

All of my guys know they're always welcome here. I only have one rule. Leave your judgments at the door.

Why do I have that rule? Because we all do some shit other people would consider fucked up, and my house tends to be at the center of where all the depravity occurs. If not, I get a call from one of my guys and we deal with the shit.

Bound by blood isn't just a saying for me. Once they take my oath, I will do just about anything for these guys knowing they will repay it at some point.

Blaine just happens to walk in while the head cheerleader is sucking my cock, gagging on it like I've taught her to.

I've spent years getting this entire town wrapped around my finger. Even if she went to her mommy and daddy about how she has to suck my cock every day to keep her position on the cheer squad, it wouldn't go anywhere.

Royal City is my kingdom, and no one stands against their king.

Evening, son.

I grab Kaylee by her blonde hair and shove her face all the way down my dick. She fights by trying to push at my legs but I'm way stronger than her. I could easily hold her down until she suffocates on my dick, and the thought makes me grin. I'm the one with the power, not this slut.

I give her a much needed break from the strangulation by thrusting away at her face before spilling the mediocre load down her throat.

I'm getting bored with this whole distraction. Getting my dick sucked isn't enough anymore, and I'm stuck in this endless waiting game.

Just six more months to go, I constantly tell myself. Six months and then I can take what I really want.

There you go. Fucking swallow it, I demand as I yank Kaylee's hair again.

Her green eyes flash up at me with terror—a terror that feeds the demon within me. I love seeing fear and pain in a woman's eyes. It's a cunning aphrodisiac. Swallow it, I warn her.

She knows I'm not past tossing her at my guys to do whatever they want to her; and they’ll degrade her in ways I never would.

Luckily for Kaylee, she does what she's told before licking my cock clean.

Anything else, Coach? she whispers, an attempt at being seductive in her eyes, while licking up my shaft. It’s like she thinks she can make me fuck her or return the favor with just one look.

Yeah, right. Not happening. This is all her payment, nothing more.

Actually, she's put me in a rather sour mood, and girls never like it when they put me in a bad mood.

Dax! Nico! I call the two of my guys while shooting Blaine a look.

Blaine has yet to take the oath so he can't witness this beauty.

Blaine gets up and walks outside, closing the door behind him, and I push Kaylee's face away from my dick, fixing my jeans.

Make her bleed, I say, which makes her face turn white as a sheet. One at a time, guys. Sharing is caring.

What? No! She turns to run but Dax quickly catches her and pins her against the arm of the coach. Dax, don't do this! She begs and fights, clawing the furniture and kicking, but Dax is smart and strong. He may not want to admit it aloud, but he enjoys doing this at my command.

You heard Coach. He wants to see you bleed. Looks like you didn't satisfy him enough. Plus, I've been dying to test out your ass, Dax taunts as he rips down her shorts and his soon follow.

No, no, no, please! she begs, crying, but then she begins to full-on scream once he bends her over and takes her virgin ass.

I can't see that end of her. All I see is her face as her makeup streams down her cheeks, horror and agony shining in her green eyes as she pleads with me to save her from this torment.

Doesn't she remember I'm the one who ordered Dax to take her?

Make her bleed is my favorite phrase, and no sport rivals the joy that the fear in Kaylee's eyes brings me.

Kaylee will definitely be bleeding after this.

As soon as Dax finishes, Kaylee stops fighting, probably assuming her torment is over … but she’s forgotten about Nico.

While Dax is pulling his shorts up, Nico slides behind Kaylee and undoes his jeans before grabbing her hair and ramming his cock home inside her.

She doesn't scream. She doesn't fight. She knows it’s useless yet she looks at me with hate as Nico fucks her, taking exactly what he wants. He fucks her faster and harder but it doesn't seem as damaging to her as what Dax did. Maybe I should've had Nico start and then end with Dax. She's like a limp noodle. The hatred starts to waver in her eyes, and I'm bored again, so I get up and walk outside.

What's up, Blaine? I groan before pulling my pack of smokes out of my pocket. I light myself a cigarette and lean against the railing of the steps as he grits his teeth.

I'm pissed. So fucking pissed, Kai. I want to punch a wall or kick someone's ass. I've been so fucking stupid.

Normally, I don't get too involved when one of my guys is being emotional like this but with Blaine having not taken the oath, I listen closely.

What happened? I ask.

I've been screwing … Coach Patrick's daughter, Aria.

I stare at him, blinking my eyes rapidly. Aria fucking James. Of all the girls he could bring up, it has to be her, right?

Tom made me swear to make all our guys stay away from Aria. I already planned to do it for my own selfish reasons. I didn’t want anyone to touch or hurt her, period.

I put my order of protection on Aria but then I saw her. Seventeen years old and filled out in all the right places.

I hadn't seen her since she was ten; now she's a fucking woman—and a tantalizing one at that.

I have my own plan for that girl, but it's a waiting game. Tom is my friend but I'm the fucking king, and what I say goes.

It's the whole point of the oath my guys take, the same one Tommy took himself.

If they want my help with something—nothing is out of the question—they have to do exactly what I tell them to do no matter what. Usually I don't have to use any persuasion. They follow me no matter what.

I told you she was off-limits, I say without raising my voice, though it's a struggle. He broke my rule, and if he were bound by blood I’d get him locked up for the rest of his fucking life over this. Aria is mine. She just doesn’t know it yet.

I know. I'm sorry. I should've listened to you. She's such a fucking bitch, and I'm just now seeing it. All I did was kiss her—on the shoulder, at that—and she threw this huge fit about how she doesn't do relationships and how sex is just sex to her. She made me feel like a fucking idiot, Kai.

At least Aria and I have that in common. Sex is simple. It doesn't need to be confused by feelings unless those feelings are fear and pain. I quite enjoy that complication.

What are you going to do? She embarrassed you.

I know what I'm doing. I'm feeding into his anger and pushing him to do what I need him to do in order to avoid questions. I need to strike now. My rule was broken, and anyone else could break it as well. The waiting game is over. I need to take Aria immediately. I just need to convince Blaine that it’s his idea and make him take the oath so no one questions this.

Yes, she did, he grits out the words.

A kiss doesn't have to mean anything and she blew everything out of proportion. Maybe she was trying to hurt you. Girls can be quite evil if you give them the chance to hurt you. I add more fuel to the fire, and he explodes.

I want to hurt her. I want to fucking destroy her, he admits openly.

I’m very good at making people do what I want them to.

We can do that, man. You know what you need to do.

I have him exactly where I want him. All he has to do is say the word.

I'll take the oath, he confirms before straightening his posture.

Let's do it, man. I lead Blaine into the house where we're met with Kaylee lying on the couch while Nico fucks her mouth, and Dax takes her pussy.

Apparently Blaine’s never seen anything like this before because he gawks at the sight. If I hadn't been in here before I wouldn't know she wasn't doing this willingly.

The only thing slightly suspect is that her arms are now bound behind her back with a belt, but she seems pretty into it; she’s moaning and working with Nico toward his end goal.

Blaine is taking the oath, fellas! I announce, and they let out a howl of appreciation but don't release themselves from Kaylee.

I guide Blaine to my office and shuffle through my desk before pulling out the vial and a fresh razor blade.

Fill the vial, man, I tell him.

Blaine stares at me with a vacant expression. With what?

With your blood. That should be obvious from the razor blade.

Blood? But, uh—

Either you fill it with blood or you don't take the oath. This is step one. If you don't do this, you won't have the stomach for step two. If you want revenge on Aria James, this is the only way. You take the oath or we can't help you.

He stares at the vial, weighing his options, before slicing through his palm, angling all the blood to drip into the vial.

Once complete, I wrap up his wound using the first aid kit and pocket the vial.

The blood is my insurance. If someone who has taken the oath ever tries to fuck me over, I can easily pin a murder on them and they’ll spend the rest of their life in prison. That is the best revenge of all.

I lead Blaine back out into the living room where Nico is watching Dax fuck Kaylee like a man on a mission.

Time for Blaine's second step, Dax, I say, which earns a groan from him.

Can I finish first, Coach?

Be my guest. I shrug.

Dax grunts and groans as Kaylee moans.

Dax, oh, fuck, yes! Kaylee moans as he grips her ass tightly.

What did you do to her? I ask, laughing.

I shoved a tab up her ass. She's as complacent as can be, Dax announces.

Complacent? Blaine seems confused.

Kaylee wants a train run on her. Don't you, Kaylee?

She moans louder before letting out a scream of pleasure. Don't stop, please! She begs moments before Dax grunts in what I assume is his release. Keep going, Dax! she demands but he’s spent.

Don't worry, Kaylee. It's Blaine's turn, I gladly tell her.

What? Blaine explodes, staring at Kaylee with both temptation and his annoying morals. I can't. She's … under the influence.

Nico and Dax both laugh their asses off while clutching their stomachs.

Under the influence … That's a good one, man.

I'm serious! Blaine yells. "That's rape. I'm not a rapist. I'm not doing that to her!"

Nico and Dax give me a serious look. They're wondering if Blaine is about to screw everything up for everyone but I know he isn't.

Blaine is a good guy but I know how to turn a good guy into a bad man. I've done it many times.

If you want your revenge, you have to do it. You don't ever have to do it again if you don't want to but you have to do it now. You've already given your blood. If you don't do it and you say something about seeing this, I can easily do something not so nice with this vial. It would ruin your future, Blaine. I don't want to do it, though. I care about you but we all share this secret. Once you're in, you're in, and we do everything to protect those bound by blood. Now, what are you going to do, Blaine?

I see the struggle on his face. He wants to, I can sense it. He’s struggling against his morals but it's a losing battle. I gave him the facade of a choice but we all know he doesn’t have one.

He moves straight over to her, drops his pants, and rams his cock into her pussy.

Fuck, yes! Kaylee cries out in pleasure as Blaine yanks her hair back and fucks her while Nico, Dax, and I watch.

I keep my eyes glued to the scene before us as I walk over to Dax and whisper in his ear, Call all the guys except Tom. It's time for a meeting.

Alright, Coach. Everyone's here. What's this all about? Knox asks as he takes a seat on my couch next to Rowe.

These are the guys I trust above all others, the ones I share everything with. They are the ones bound by blood—the ones that are still local, and of course the guys who are still in high school.

Blaine took the oath, I announce to Knox and Rowe.

Congrats. What does that have to do with us? Rowe groans.

Do you have somewhere to be, dipstick? Knox nudged Rowe teasingly.

I've got a hot pussy I left high and dry to come to this meeting so yeah.

I'm sure Kaylee is up to satisfying your needs, I say before eyeing the girl at the end of the sofa, fingering herself while moaning. That's if you can get your dick wet and focus on the meeting.

I'm a born multitasker, Rowe jokes before standing to his feet. He walks over to Kaylee who's completely naked.

Rowe drops his pants and rams into Kaylee's heat, earning himself a loud moan from her, before wrapping his hand around her throat.

Be quiet. I need to focus, he growls at her and she nods in agreement, biting her lip to stay quiet as he thrusts into her, his focus on us. A sliver of his focus is on the bitch he's fucking but he's mostly watching us.

What does Blaine want? Knox asks, ignoring Rowe's little fuckfest on the other end of the sectional.

He wants revenge on Aria James, I explain.

Coach Patrick's daughter? Nico gapes.

Holy shit! What'd she do? Turn him down? Knox laughs.

More or less. He went against the rule and has been screwing her but now she's refused to date him and embarrassed him. Now, he wants payback.

Does that dumbshit even know what that entails? Dax presses.

No, and I'd rather keep it that way. He may have taken the oath but he's not fully in until he shows his validity. He took the oath because he wanted something, not as a sign of loyalty. Right now, he's desperate. He obviously has feelings for Aria. We can't let that determine our path. He has already marked her.

So what's our plan, Coach? Rowe asks between grunts.

C-4, I say quickly and all of them gawk at me in disbelief.

C-4? We've never done C-4 before. Did she do something else? Knox presses with intrigue across his face.

No. Don't act like you're not excited to enact C-4 on Aria James. I'm not a dumbass. All of my guys have watched her like they're ready to pin her down and fuck her until they lose consciousness. That’s only going to happen with my approval and when I say it’s okay

Hold on one second, Rowe says before all our eyes fall on him and see him slamming into Kaylee's pussy like a man on a mission, his expression shifting into an aroused grimace. Then, his movements still as his body stiffens. Alright. Continue. He heaves his breaths as he palms Kaylee's breasts who started moaning.

Please, don't stop, she begs. "I need it."

She is definitely complacent as fuck now. She wasn't when I gave the order to make her bleed.

Damn, she is just insatiable, isn't she? Nico jokes.

She's on MDMA. Of course she is. She's our little whore for the night, Dax mutters before nudging Knox.

You got your dick wet today, Ward?

"I need to for damn sure. I've always wanted to fuck little Miss Perfect Cheer Captain over there," he admits.

My pussy is ready for it, Knox. Do you have the dick for the job? Kaylee sasses as Rowe gets off her, and she resumes fingering herself.

Oh, I got the dick for it, babe. Then, Knox moves over to Kaylee and takes over where Rowe left off.

So, who's responsible for stage one? Nico asks, and we get back down to business, leaving Knox to get his rocks off with Kaylee.

CHAPTER THREE

ARIA

My blaring alarm wakes me from my peaceful slumber, and for some reason, a feeling of dread rises within me like something really bad is going to happen today.

Dad? I call from the bed as I sit up. After a minute, my bedroom door opens, and my dad steps inside.

Yeah, sweetheart?

What day is it? I ask.

"Wednesday.