Scholomance 3: The Devil's Academy

by Logan Jacobs

  “I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” I said with my own wand raised.

  “Get out of the way,” Penelope sneered as she glared into my eyes. “We’re not going to kill you. We just want you to move away from the chest… and carefully.”

  “I don’t think we’ll be doing that,” Morgana muttered.

  Then the bookworm closed her eyes and raised her wand, and her palm split open as fresh blood began to drip down her wand. A heavy wind picked up, and it blew across the other Scholomance team. They tried to push against it, but the wind knocked their wands out of their hands.

  When the gusts settled, the witches all looked at us with pale faces and wide, fearful eyes.

  “Please,” Ivy pleaded. “Don’t hurt us… w-we said we wouldn’t kill you.”

  “We won’t hurt you,” Morgana replied with a light shrug. “As long as you leave now, then we’ll spare you any pain.”

  The twins tugged Penelope back, but the orange-haired witch didn’t budge. Beatrix looked torn as if she couldn’t decide to stay or abandon her teammates, but Penelope shot daggers at us all and refused to move.

  “I’m not fucking leaving,” she growled. “They won the first game, and I promised myself they wouldn’t win the second.”

  “Come on, Penelope,” Iris begged, and I noticed the blue streak in her hair had been ripped out at the scalp. “It’s no use. Our wands are gone."

  “Yeah, Penelope,” Akira mocked. “How about you go, too?”

  Without further hesitation, Penelope lunged forward, but Morgana was too quick.

  “Volant!” the brunette cried out.

  The blast of light hit the orange-haired witch right in the chest, and it sent her flying back. Her scream echoed for a long while, so Morgana’s spell must have sent her to the mouth of the cave.

  “Who else wants to try the express route?” Morgana asked with a raised eyebrow.

  The rest of the team shook their heads and turned on their heels. Then they left the cave and didn’t look back.

  “That’s what I thought.” Morgana smirked.

  “That was badass, nerd,” Akira snickered as she nudged the brunette. “I like it when you are sassy. It’s super hot.”

  “Why, thank you,” Morgana chuckled.

  “Hey, I hate to break up your moment,” Vesta snapped, “but we need to find out how to open this chest.”

  “Yeah, according to you, Cole,” Akira said with her arms crossed, “we can’t open it here.”

  “Don’t you get it?” I smiled.

  They stared at me as if I were a madman, though, so I sighed and looked away.

  “The stone said only the moonlight can unlock my secrets… we need to open this under the moonlight!” I explained.

  Morgana began to laugh, and the others turned to her in confusion.

  “How could I have missed that?” She shook her head. “Oh, I'll never forgive myself for not thinking of that first.”

  “Well, you can self-loathe later,” Akira said. “Let’s take this chest and open it outside.”

  I gently grabbed the box, and we carried it out of the cave, but when we stepped outside, I was surprised to see none of the witches or warlocks were around. But then again, who knew which ones were still alive? Especially now, when the darkness had fallen upon us. The night would only bring out more deadly creatures, and I knew the sooner we returned to the academy, the better.

  So, I set the chest down on the soil, exactly where a beam of moonlight was hitting the jungle floor, and as soon as the light hit it, the chest slowly turned from wood to solid gold. My coven gasped as the lid popped open, and glittering gold light emerged from inside the chest.

  I reached into the small container and pulled out an intricate and heavy gold key, and the moment I lifted it up in my hands and twirled it under the light, we heard thunderous applause from above us.

  We had won the second game.

  Chapter 14

  Scholomance students gathered all around us when we landed in the banquet hall, and their cheers and applause were deafening.

  I’d been squeezing the key so hard I managed to reopen my wound, so when I opened my hand to stare down at the artifact, dark blood coated the entire thing.

  We slowly sat up, and witches clapped our backs and cheered as we stood on shaky legs. The air felt cheerful until I glanced around the hall and met a pair of dark eyes. The Mors Academy professor was glaring right at me, and his eyes screamed murder. I could feel his hatred and ill-intent from across the massive hall, and if he could get away with it, I knew he would kill me with his bare hands.

  When I averted my eyes away from his cold ones, I spotted Malcolm. He was giving me the same menacing look, and I briefly wondered if he was the only one who made it back alive. He stood among his classmates, and not one of them smiled or cheered. They remained still, with their arms crossed and shadows over their faces.

  “Well done, Cole,” a familiar voice said.

  The soothing voice broke me away from my trance, and I turned to see Theodora smiling at me.

  “Thank you, Headmistress.” I grinned.

  “The key, if you please,” she said as she extended her hand.

  I dropped the bloody key into the palm of her hand, and she nodded. Then she turned aside and faced the sea of cheering Scholomance students. In the crowd, I spotted the unattractive headmistress and the Vipera academy. Those witches remained neutral faced as they lightly clapped, aside from Nyx, Ash, Esther, and Lena, who were huddled together with venom in their eyes.

  “Now,” Theodora roared with her arms up in the air. “There will be a dinner tonight to honor those who made it back alive and in one piece, as well as the victors, of course.”

  The witches applauded even harder, and I wanted to smile, but for some reason, the thought of eating held no appeal to me. Instead, I wanted to return to my room and do some research in those ancient books. I felt as if there was something Theodora wanted me to find, but I had no idea what.

  When Theodora turned around, I leaned forward to whisper into her ear.

  “I think I’m going to slip off,” I muttered.

  “Is everything alright?” she asked as she glanced at me.

  “Yes, I’m just tired,” I lied.

  “I’m sure you all are.” She nodded before she turned back to stare at the crowd before her. “The contestants shall go and rest and clean up before dinner is served.”

  “Thank Satan,” Akira muttered beside me.

  Theodora turned to face me and winked. “You don’t have to attend if you don’t feel up to it.”

  “Thank you, Headmistress.” I smiled.

  I marched past Theodora and gestured for my coven to follow, and the crowd parted for us as we made our way through the banquet hall and toward the doors. When we slipped out and closed the door behind us, I could hear the students return to their cheering and chattering.

  My coven and I headed to our room, and minutes later, we passed by a sleeping Alexander on the common room couch.

  The women split off to go to their own room, and I headed to my own quarters. Once inside my bedroom, I cleaned myself up and put on a fresh set of clothing, and then I sat down at my desk and studied book after book. The thought of joining the others for dinner did cross my mind once or twice, but I was determined to find what I was looking for. I knew as soon as I came across it, my instincts would tell me.

  When I came across a deep, green velvet book, I narrowed my eyes at the title.

  “Pracpeditis Numidarum Inferorum Animas Excitat,” I read aloud.

  I opened the book and realized it was the study of tethered souls. Theodora had mentioned something about the stone in her office that allowed Wicca to communicate with souls torn in between worlds, and as my eyes devoured the information, I came across a chapter that explained an ancient method for summoning lost souls.

  I had to draw a pentagram on the floor and place a candle at each corner, so I found an old piece of chalk in o
ne of the drawers, and I began to follow the instructions in the book. When I was done, I placed a candle on each corner and read the incantation.

  “Ego te ab ignotis,” I chanted.

  Nothing happened, and I cursed under my breath.

  “Ego te ab ignotis!” I repeated, only much louder this time.

  The air remained still, and when it was clear the spell didn’t work, I shut the book in frustration and tossed it back onto the desk.

  I was thinking about going down to the banquet hall until there was a gentle knock on the door. I quickly strode to the threshold and turned the knob, and my mouth hung open as I stared at the vision before me.

  Akira was standing there, and coincidently, she was wearing a pentagram leather shaped bra that exposed her creamy and perky breasts. Her dark nipples glowed under the candlelight, and the only other things she was wearing was her school-girl mini skirt and blocky, black high-heels. I could see the edges of her black underwear peeking through the top of her skirt. The lacy fabric hugged her sharp hip bones, and blood rushed to my cock at the sight of her.

  “Hey,” she purred.

  Her dark eyes were lined with a thick, black eyeliner that reminded me of a wild, feral cat, and her red painted lips parted open as she eyed me from head to toe.

  “You weren’t hungry, I take it?” I smirked.

  “I was hungry.” She grinned. “But for something else. Remember how you promised me some cream if I was a good girl?”

  “Yeah,” I whispered.

  “I think I’ve been a good girl for you. So, now I want all your cream.” She reached up and chewed on my earlobe while her hand found its way down my pants, and then she gently grabbed my cock and began to rub the shaft.

  “I want you to fuck me until I’m screaming your name,” she whispered into my ear. “The way you took control like that in the game, all I could think about was fucking your brains out while we were out there.”

  “I--” I started to say, but then she bit down on my lobe hard enough to draw blood.

  “You don’t talk unless I say so,” she purred. “This time, I want you to do as I say.”

  There was something so incredibly sexy about her demand for control, so I smirked, grabbed her by the waist, and yanked her forward.

  “I’ll allow it,” I growled. “But I’ll decide when it’s my turn.”

  “Deal,” Akira breathed before she licked my bottom lip.

  Her full lips pressed against mine, and her wet, hot tongue slipped into my mouth. Her kiss grew more demanding, and she pressed her naked breasts against my chest as she snaked her tongue with mine.

  I reached under her skirt, and I gently pulled down her small black thong. Once it had slid down her long legs, she kicked them free.

  “Now, undress,” she ordered me with an arched eyebrow.

  I was growing more and more aroused by her demanding attitude, and as soon as I stripped naked, she pushed me back into my room and down onto the bed before she climbed on top of me. Then the short-haired witch spread her legs apart and placed one on each side of me. Her wet pussy hovered over my erect, throbbing cock, and she grinned as she remained perched over my splayed body.

  “Ooooh,” she cooed, and she stared down at my rock-hard shaft with excitement in her dark eyes.

  “Well?” I asked and smirked. “Are you just going to stare at it?

  Akira bent down and locked eyes with me before she began to lick the tip of my dick. Her lips curled into a small smile as she slowly took me inside her mouth, and she moaned as she bobbed her head back and forth. Her red tongue ran from my base to the tip, and pleasure coursed through me. I let out a ragged breath before she planted a small kiss on the tip of my cock, and I let out a groan as she hoisted herself upright and licked her lips.

  “Now, I want you to rub that hard cock against my wet pussy,” she hissed. “Don’t put it in until I beg you to.”

  “As you wish,” I chuckled.

  I reached down and teased her wet folds with the tip of my cock, and the more I neared her wet hole, the more she moaned and gasped. I tapped her with my mushroom shaped head, and she began to get closer and closer, but each time she did, I pulled away just in time.

  “N-Now,” she panted and arched her back so her leather wrapped tits pushed into my face. “I can’t wait any longer. Cole, I want you to fuck me.”

  “Actually.” I grinned. “I think I’ll wait a little longer.”

  “Noooo," she groaned as she writhed on top of me. “Cole, please, please, fuck me now. It’s throbbing so badly, it hurts. I need you inside me.”

  “Beg me,” I ordered. “Beg me until I do it.”

  “Pleeeeeease,” she mewled and started to rock against my throbbing shaft. “Please, Cole. Please, Master, fuck me, hard. I need you to be deep inside of me. I need your creamy cum filling up my pussy.”

  “Good girl.” I grinned before I slowly slid inside her.

  Akira’s dark eyes closed, and she slowly parted her red lips as I pushed in deeper. A guttural groan rattled out of her throat as I bottomed out in her pussy, and then she grinned in pleasure when I grabbed onto her sides and dug my nails into her skin.

  I moved her body in faster motions, and she gasped and slammed her hands down on my chest. Her nails were now biting into my flesh, and when she opened her black eyes, she stared deeply into mine. There was something so erotic about how she refused to break eye contact as she rocked back and forth, and then she slowly licked her lips and moaned quietly before leaning down to whisper into my ear.

  “Satan, your cock fills me up,” she panted. “I want all of you inside me. Don’t you dare stop what you’re doing.”

  “Shut up and ride my cock,” I breathed.

  “Make me,” Akira panted. “Make me shut up, Master.”

  With our sweat coated bodies still connected, I reached up and stuck my thumb into her mouth. She gently sucked on the appendage and smiled before she nibbled on it. Then I pulled out my thumb and gently wrapped my hand around her pale neck.

  “Tighter,” she panted.

  I flexed my fingers, and her pussy clenched as she sped up her movements. Her tits bounced in their leather, pentagram harness as she thrust against me wildly, and her cheeks flushed a deep red as her breathing grew more demanding. Then her moans became louder, and her eyes widened, and I knew she was at her threshold.

  “I order you not to cum yet,” I said as I grinned and gripped her harder.

  “No,” she panted, “Cole, don’t be a son of a bitch--”

  “I command you,” I growled.

  A sharp moan escaped her lips as I thrust deeper into her, and she bit down on her lower lip and drew blood. The crimson liquid trickled down her chin, and I reached up to lick it off her. She tasted so salty and sweet, and as I moved her up and down my cock, she leaned over, bit down on my shoulder, and moaned for more.

  “Cole,” Akira whimpered as she bounced in a rough and wild rhythm, but I kept my grip on her hips tight as I guided her up and down my cock. Her juices were flowing like rain and puddling on my stomach and balls, so I knew she was near orgasm.

  “Do you want more?” I teased. “What if I stopped right now? What would you do?”

  “D-Don’t stop,” she growled. “I’d fucking kill you if you stopped.”

  I chuckled, and as she bounced up and down, I grabbed her leather bound breasts. She groaned and panted as her movements became erratic, and I harshly pincher her pebbled nipples to make her go crazy. I could feel my own orgasm bubbling to the surface, but before I exploded inside her, I whispered into her ear.

  “Cum now,” I demanded. “And cum as hard as you can.”

  “Cooolllleeeeeee!” Akira screamed out a long moan, and her wet, hot pussy clenched and unclenched as I began to spray my seed deep into her womb.

  “Yesssss,” I growled as I grabbed her ass and pulled her down harder onto my cock.

  “Ohhhh, soooo muchhhhh, Coleeeee.” The black-eyed witch gasped for ai
r as she collapsed against me, and my cock throbbed and poured my cum into her spasming pussy for several minutes.

  It really felt like I’d painted the inside of her pussy with a gallon of my cream, but finally our climaxes ended, and we both gasped for breath as she fell against my chest.

  “Damn,” she whispered.

  “Did you get all the cream you wanted?” I asked.

  “Yeah,” Akira purred into my ear. “Lots of cream. I’m filled up to the brim with you. Fuck. Your cock is still really hard inside of me.”

  “Well, if you had told me you wanted to be filled up more, I could give you more.”

  “I want more,” she whispered as she pulled her face away from my ear so she could look at me. “Make me cum again, and cum deep inside of me again.”

  “I give the orders,” I laughed.

  “Please, Cole,” she whined. “You still feel so hard and hot in me. I want to be flooded.”

  I didn’t say anything else, I just flipped her over onto her back and began to plow into her tight body again. She was wetter than a lake during a rainstorm, and every thrust inside of her tight tunnel caused a bit of my sperm to drip out of her and trickle down to her puckered asshole.

  Finally, Akira’s moans and orgasm peaked again, and we both cried out as our releases flooded her tunnel once more.

  “Fuck,” she gasped after we had both come down for a second time. “I think this is the most you’ve ever put in me.”

  “Let’s see,” I said as I slid my cock out from between her tan pussy lips.

  As soon as my cock had left Akira’s accepting body, her tunnel let out a cute little gasp, and then a river of my cum flowed out of her and dripped down onto the bed.

  “Yeah,” she laughed as she leaned her head up. “Look at that. My entire body is filled with your cream.”

  “Hmm,” I moaned. “Looks like I did a good job. Makes me wonder how easily you would bear me a child.”

  Akira’s dark eyes opened wide as she stared at me.

  “Cat got your tongue for once?” I snickered.

  “Do… is… is… that what you want?” she asked. “I thought you were joking last time.”