She Used Me for a Dare… Now I Own Her Mother Chapter 366: Cafeteria

‘They’re still here?’ Alex pondered, a sharp, icy amusement gripping his chest.

‘It seems they’re no longer content with merely using their mouths.’

Their stares bore down on him, heavy with a silent, frantic craving for more.

He spared them not even the slightest nod.

Rather, he eased into his persona, flashing a brief, absent smirk while pointedly turning his gaze elsewhere, planning to sate their appetite in due time.

The crew edged ahead in line, displaying an eerie, subdued harmony that stood out sharply against the exhausted, slouching students nearby. At the counter, their order came quick and precise.

"Four coffees," Mike declared, his tone firmer than usual. "Three double-shot lattes and one black."

Hot cups in hand, they headed to a central table... distant enough from the corner booth to overlook the two girls, yet proximate enough to keep Alex as the room’s magnetic core.

They settled into the seats, coffee’s heat seeping through the paper into their hands.

"I feel like I could run a marathon and still not get tired," Danny remarked, eyes gleaming as he gulped a deep, eager swallow. "Is it the coffee, or is it just... today?"

Sarah kept her gaze fixed on her cup, a sly grin playing on her lips. "Careful, Danny. Usually, it only takes a single open book to make you tired enough for a nap."

Mike snorted into his latte, while Danny chuckled awkwardly, shaking his head. "Hey, the truth hurts, Sarah. But today... today is different."

For twenty minutes they lingered, chatter meandering over everyday topics... professors, timetables, the sharp evening frost.

As drinks emptied and the group rose, shrugging on coats toward the exit where chilly dusk air battered the windows, Alex deliberately lagged behind.

"You guys head out," Alex instructed, halting shy of the thick double doors. "I’ve got to stick around for a bit. I promised Tisha I’d drop her home since her car is in the shop."

The others nodded, chiming hasty farewells.

"See you tomorrow, man," Mike shouted, voice dulled by gusts as he and Sarah ventured into the twilight. "Don’t stay up too late ’studying’."

Alex remained there, eyes on the door until his friends vanished completely.

Once they’d departed, he commenced a deliberate, unhurried stride toward the dim corner booth occupied by Madison and Emma.

Madison and Emma followed his advance with bulging, desperate stares. Drawing near, they shot upright, backs going rigid.

Alex slipped into the booth next to Madison, invading her space enough to snag her breath. He reclined, his aura shrinking the tiny table into a secluded, stifling trap.

"How long have you been waiting here?" he inquired.

"Since we left the Archive, Sir," Madison answered, her voice firming up to convey resolute dedication.

"What’s this? It looks like the two of you don’t care about your exams at all," he remarked, tone edged with chill mockery. "Or are you already finished with your courses?"

"Sir, after what we saw today in the Archive... do you think we can focus on anything else?" Madison responded, her voice sinking to a sultry murmur.

Her hand ventured forth, gliding onto his thigh with languid strokes.

"The way Master made the two most famous beauties of the campus his bitches... watching them fight for him, desperate for him... we realized how lucky we were," she continued, gaze shadowed by manic fervor.

"Getting to serve our Master... it’s all we want."

"Really?" Alex replied. He stayed active, extending to tweak Madison’s nipple hard through her top.

She jolted from the sharp bite, eyes flaring wide, but recovered swiftly, choking back her gasp.

"Yes, Sir," Madison breathed, breath catching as she pressed toward the ache. "We know we aren’t as beautiful as those two, but if Master likes us... we promise we won’t be lacking in anything else. We want to serve Master just like they do."

In the cafeteria’s glaring light, Emma observed. She scanned about, noting no onlookers, and declined to stay sidelined.

"She’s right, sir," Emma chimed in. Her hand joined too, planting solidly on his free thigh. "We want the real thing. We want you to fuck us the same way you did to Jennifer."

Alex regarded the raw desire in their eyes, face steady as he weighed their urgency.

He refrained from retreating; instead, his hands repositioned, seizing both thighs with abrupt, crushing grip that locked them down. Gasps burst forth, bodies rigidifying in utter yield to his hold, breaths snagging in the still booth.

"If you study hard and pass the exam with high marks, I might have a use for you," Alex intoned lowly, voice shifting to ominous authority.

The pair edged closer, riveted to his every syllable.

"I’ve planned something for the both of you. If you prove your worth, I’ll keep you near me. You won’t find yourselves lacking my dick, at the very least."

Obvious ease and wild elation flooded their features. The assurance of lasting as his close possessions, orbiting him forever, surpassed their boldest wishes.

"We won’t disappoint you, Master," Madison murmured, eyes aglow with zealous loyalty.

"We’ll do everything, whatever it takes," Emma vowed, voice quivering with thrill as she clutched his leg. "We’ll be the top of the class for you. Just please... don’t leave us behind."

Alex flashed a languid, frosty smirk, hands pausing possessively one last instant before withdrawing, pact forged amid the cafeteria’s murk.

"Don’t let me down," Alex commanded, rising and abandoning the pair, winded and chained to his vow.