A Tail of Two Kitties: A Reverse Harem Academy Tail (The Fox and the Hounds Book 2)

by Jacquelyn Faye

  Before my paws touched the ground, I popped to the closest building and skirted the edge by the shrubbery, my mostly white fur blending in perfectly with the snow. It took me nearly fifteen minutes to finally reach the boundaries of the academy property and slip into the forest beyond.

  I was finished as a student, a friend, and a lover. All of them would be better off without me. I'd live as a fox in the wild for a few weeks, until they stopped searching for me, and their memories of me started to fade. Maybe they'd even be relieved I was gone. One thing was for certain, I needed to find a way across the ocean. The odds of me waking Fenrir in Iceland were slim to none. The odds of me doing it from California were nil.

  Chapter 14

  Just because I had caught the mouse, and killed the mouse, didn't mean I wanted to eat the mouse. But after two days without food and only snow to keep me hydrated, I had little choice. Lowering my face to its tiny broken body, I gingerly picked it up between my teeth and flipped it into the air, catching it and swallowing it whole.

  I'm sure if I could have seen myself, my fur would have been green with disgust. A shiver ran down my spine as the mouse slithered down my gullet. "That's fucking disgusting."

  Oh. And I was talking to myself. Two days was forty-seven hours longer than I'd ever gone without talking to somebody or without supervision. I was going a little batty, and I'm sure if somebody had come across a fox talking to themselves in the middle of the forest, they would have shot first and asked questions with a Ouija board later.

  I was still hungry. But not for more Lil Mickeys. I needed cheekin. Or a burger. Or an all you can eat buffet. Turning my head, I stared longingly toward the school and then toward the village of Oddi. Either would have been preferable to vermin al fresco.

  Running away wasn't the smartest thing I had ever done and that was saying a lot.

  It was the weekend. The guys were most likely in the village either looking for me or drinking away their memories of the stupid little white-headed fox that made their lives miserable. Maybe, I can sneak back into the school and filch a quick meal…

  Maybe you should just go back.

  Oh! Look who's back. Not a peep out of you for almost three days.

  You were not in the mood for interaction.

  Still not.

  You are starving and a blizzard is approaching. You will not survive the night.

  Fear crept up my spine and dissipated almost immediately. I can live with that.

  No. You cannot. I have shielded you from the others to give you some time to appreciate them a little more and to calm your nerves. It is time to go back to your school, Little Fox.

  Not so foxy anymore, thanks to you. I look like a fucking husky.

  My power is seeping into you. It cannot be helped. Soon you will be my little wolf.

  But I like being a fox!

  You will appreciate the power.

  Nope. Not a fan. It goes to your head.

  You do not have a choice.

  Oh, Fenrir. You silly little thing, you. Yes, I do.

  Hmmmph. So, you say. Your Geri is leading your men to you. Stay put, it will make it easier to find you.

  Not if I run.

  I leapt from where I sat, landing a few feet away and pumping my legs as fast as they could carry me across the snow-covered slopes. Unfortunately, I was running uphill, but if they were going to chase me, so would they.

  I command you to stop!

  I command you to suck my butt.

  Pain exploded in my vision as invisible jaws clamped down on my neck, forcing my head to plow into the snow. The pain came from the tattoos on my face flaring into life once again, illuminating the snow around me in an eerie blue light. Even under my dense fur, they still glowed brightly.

  I said stop.

  I said suck my butt.

  The invisible jaws around my neck tightened, making breathing damn near impossible. If I kept insulting him, I'd either end the day asphyxiated or frozen. A win either way.

  You would rather die than admit to those you love you were behaving badly? You are insane.

  Did you just meet me? I'm not doing it to punish them…I'm doing it to punish me. I suck. I blow. I'm no good at the relationship thing. I piss everybody off, make them miserable, and can't seem to focus on anything but me! I've been like this my whole fucking life, and I'm sick of it.

  So, change.

  I can't! Don't you think I've fucking tried? It wasn't until that moment that I learned foxes could cry. Not just tears dripping down our fur covered cheeks, like full on little yippy sobs, whining ugly cries.

  Little Fox, you can do anything you set your mind to. Except escape me. Do not try. I won't punish you. I will kill the ones you love. Keep that in mind.

  There was a bit of a crunch and a spurt of blood from my neck as his spectral teeth pierced my flesh. It wasn't enough to do any serious damage, just enough to remind me that his little fox was his little bitch.

  Shall I demonstrate on your Geri? Or, perhaps, on one of your lovers. The fox?

  No! Don't you fucking dare. I won't kill myself, but if you ever hurt any of them, I will lemur myself off the first fucking cliff I can find. Deal?

  There was a crack of thunder and he said, Deal.

  Two werewolves, two hellhounds, and a brown fox broke through the trees into the clearing where I'd been making my getaway. Fenrir didn't let go of me until I was surrounded.

  Roki was the first to shift, staring at me with anguish in his eyes and a trembling lip, almost afraid to close the distance between us. Maybe he could still feel Fenrir's spirt atop me. Finally, worry outweighed caution, and he walked forward, dropping to the ground beside me. As soon as his knees crunched the snow, the grip on my neck was gone.

  Shifting, I lay there in the snow, wearing nothing but the hospital gown and staring up at my Roki with sadness and sorrow threatening to finish off my already shattered heart. All I could do was nod at him. I didn't even move when he scooped me out of the snow and held me to his chest, hot tears dripping on my cheeks.

  "You damn fool."

  "Roki?"

  "What?"

  "Help me."

  He gulped and held me tighter, answering me with long slow nods. Finally giving a soft chuckle and pressing his lips to my ear. "That was not so hard, was it?"

  ∞ ∞ ∞

  I'd refused to let them take me to the infirmary, opting for a hot shower and to be tucked into bed by three of them. Rome had excused himself to let Uncle Tatsuo know that I had been found. Geri gave me one last relieved look and then a sneer of disgust before heading back to her room. I'd forgotten that if I died, she died. I might have been thinking about killing myself there for a minute, but I wasn't a murderer. Even if she was a bitch ninety-nine-point-nine percent of the time.

  "Why?" Remy's question caught me off guard.

  I blinked at him a few times and finally gave up trying to think of a reason and shrugged my shoulders.

  His face contorted in anger, and he strode to the bed, putting his faces inches from mine and snarling almost incomprehensibly. "No! You don't get to shrug this off, Kaede! You almost died. We have been sick with worry for the past two days. Why? Because Rome was trying to comfort you by pretending to be me? Because you forgot it was your lover's birthday? Why? We deserve an answer!" He slammed his open hand down on the bed next to me. Roki took a step closer, but didn't interfere. David even nodded and moved closer.

  "Because."

  "Use your words, Kaede," Remy said, a little calmer.

  "Everything. I was so angry at Rome, Roki was pissed at me, and then Lornca went ham on my ass, and something broke inside me. I was tired of hurting and hurting everybody else because I suck at living."

  Remy sighed and sat down on the bed next to me, leaning back against the bed and offering me his chest to lean against. As soon as I rolled onto his arm, he wrapped it around my shoulder and kissed the top of my head. "You don't suck at anything," he paused and let out a little
bark of laughter. "Except what you're supposed to suck at." He gave me a wink and squeezed me a little tighter.

  "I do. If you look up the definition of self-centered brat in the dictionary, there's a police sketch of me next to it."

  "Only because you've been spoiled until this moment." He shot Roki a nasty glare, and my best friend in the world actually nodded in agreement.

  "I am to blame, without a doubt."

  "Shut yer trap, Roki. No, you're not. I am. Totally."

  He shrugged, and I let it go, an argument for another day.

  "Well, I am sure the two of you have much to discuss. Thank you, Kaede."

  "For what?"

  "Not dying. I don't think I could have handled that," Remy answered, uncharacteristically tender. He kissed the top of my head again and then lowered his head a little more and gently caressed my lips with his. He flashed me one more warm smile and frowned at me again. "I mean it. If you're having problems, talk to us. No more running away." He bonked my head playfully and stood. "David?"

  He nodded and crept over to the bed and bent over, pulling me into his arms and sighing in relief. "I'll see you tomorrow. Get some rest, and spend some time with Hiroki."

  "I will." I hugged him back and kissed him.

  The two of them left, and it was just Roki and I. The silence was awkward, and he was shuffling around the room, picking up this and straightening that. I even waited patiently while he organized his sock drawer, watching him the whole time.

  Finally, with nothing else to clean or organize, he sat down on his bed, facing me. "Kaede-sama…"

  I held out my arms to him, and he stood, practically running into them and lying on top of me, face pressed into my neck as sobs wracked his body. Stroking his hair, I whispered, "Shhhh. It's okay," over and over until the sobbing stopped.

  He wasn't asleep, but he refused to move until the weight of him became a little too much to bear, and I wiggled under him. "Do you need me to move?" I could barely hear him, he whispered so softly.

  "I can't feel my toes." I giggled to let him know I was teasing, but he rolled us onto our sides and hugged me tightly against him. "This would be a lot more fun if we were nekkid."

  "You are in no condition to–"

  It was amazing how quickly he shut up with a mouthful of my tongue. We kissed for a few moments before I reached down between us and started lifting his shirt up over his chiseled stomach, dragging my fingertips over his muscles as I did. I pulled away from that kiss and motioned for him to get it the rest of the way off.

  "Are you sure?"

  "What? We're not going to do anything. Naked therapeutic cuddles are an actual thing. I'm still a little cold, so I'm going to steal some of your body heat." It sounded perfectly plausible to me.

  "Uh huh." He chuckled and pulled the shirt over his head. I seized the opportunity to take my thin T-shirt and boxers off. He paused to admire my body from toes to nose and let his fingers trail over my stomach. "Beautiful."

  I blushed and muttered, "And you're still overdressed. Get those pants off so we can get under the covers."

  "Hai, Ojo-sama."

  "You're gonna spoil me if you keep calling me Princess."

  "Hai. I shall continue to spoil you and treat you like a queen. Because you are to me."

  I opened my mouth to protest, but he silenced me with a finger over my lips. "But, I do promise to let you know when you are being an ass. And if you continue to not listen to my sage advice, I shall bind you and stuff you in a closet. Deal?"

  I grinned and nodded. Now I would just have to fight the urge to misbehave to get him to tie me up. The thought of that sent tingles in places that liked that thought even more than I did. "Please?"

  He chuckled and unbuttoned his pants, bending at his waist to get them over his ass and down his legs. The angle put his lips perilously close to my nipples and he kissed each one of them gently. They sprang to life, as did Little Roki…

  "You better not be getting too hard. We're just snuggling," I reminded him with a wink.

  "If that is your wish."

  "For now. I want to feel you."

  He slipped his arm under me and rolled me over on top of him, somehow also pulling the cover over us and turning off the light. The moon was filtering into our room, illuminating us in silver blue light. "Like this?"

  "Perfect," I whispered happily and pressed my face against his chest as he lazily let the tips of his fingers slide up and down my back, stopping just short of touching my butt. "Yes, you are." I nodded for emphasis.

  His fingers stopped moving, and a subtle sigh escaped his chest. "No. If I were perfect, I would have seen how you were struggling and not let my frustration affect my behavior."

  "Roki?"

  "Yes, Kaede-sama?"

  "I don't know if you know this, but I'm not the brightest twinkle in the sky. I'm so sorry I forgot it was your birthday." I sniffed, fighting back the tears that were threatening to leak out all over him.

  "It is not important. I was being dense myself. And you are correct, you are not a twinkle in the night sky, you are the moon. You are everything to me and always have been. Again, I apologize."

  I shut him up with another kiss. It bothered me when Roki apologized because he never did anything wrong. I meant it when I told him he was perfect. When I pulled away, I smiled at him. "I've forgotten your birthday before, you were always amused by it and tortured me for weeks for forgetting. Is it because we are lovers that it bothered you this time?"

  Even in the moonlight, I could see his cheeks redden in embarrassment. I'd hit the nail on the head. "Hai," he answered meekly.

  "Well, since we are lovers…I should give you an extra special birthday present, shouldn't I?"

  "You do not have to, Ojo-sama."

  "Princesses don't suck the cocks of their most bestest friends." I grinned and pushed the covers off.

  "Kaede…"

  "Roki…," I mimicked and got up on my knees and carefully maneuvered myself until I was facing the opposite direction and kneeling over his stomach. He was already proud and hard when I lowered myself onto his rippling muscles and took him into my hands. "You protested, but Little Roki seems so happy to see me."

  "As am I," he said, his hands gently rubbing my hips.

  "Oh, you want to see me? Is that what you're saying?" I giggled and looked over my shoulder at him, laughing harder at the smile on his face as he stared at my bare ass. "See something you like?"

  He glanced up at me and wiggled his eyebrows before feasting his gaze back on my ass.

  I leaned forward, exposing myself to him, and slid back closer to his face. His cock surged in excitement, and then I squealed when he grabbed my hips and pulled me all the way back. "Um. I'm supposed to be blowing you…"

  "No reason for one of us to have all the fun." He blew a puff of breath across my already rapidly moistening lips and then kissed the covering over my clit, letting his tongue flicker out to push down my hood. I hissed in pleasure and kissed the tip of his cock. He kissed my lips and let his tongue slide between them, and just when he reached the top, he kept going.

  As his tongue danced across the sensitive flesh between my openings, I pulled his tip into my mouth and swirled my tongue completely around his trapped head and then suckled it. He groaned and let his tongue venture farther north, tracing the outside of my forbidden zone.

  Pulling him from my mouth, I looked back and moaned. "What are you doing?"

  "Leaving nothing unexplored."

  "But that's…"

  "I know precisely what it is, Kaede-sama. There is no part of you I do not wish to lavish with kisses."

  "Pretty sure that was your tongue."

  "Would you prefer my lips?"

  "No…"

  One finger reached under me and slipped just inside my pussy, gathering some of my juices before he started making circles around my clit as his tongue danced across my other hole.

  Breathing became very difficult, and I turned my hea
d back around, determined to repay the pleasure. I reached forward and grabbed his thighs, lifting them off the bed and parting his legs. His cock throbbed in front of me, and I sucked him back into my mouth as I put my arms over his thighs and gripped his cock with one hand and his balls with the other.

  We were locked in a classic sixty-nine position and in a desperate battle to make the other come first.

  He took the lead when he plunged his other finger in my pussy for lubrication and then swirled it over my puckered butthole and then poked his tongue inside. I was forced to pull his cock from my mouth and hiss as pleasure like I had never experienced before caused every muscle below my waist to contract. "Fuuuck."

  "You like?"

  "Don't stop."

  I tackled his cock again, forcing it to go deeper into my throat than I ever had before. We were in uncharted waters, and I gagged as I went a little too far. The reflex must have caused him pleasure, because his ass lifted slightly off the bed. I gripped his balls a little tighter and rolled them gently together. His hip thrusts came a little faster as he involuntarily tried to fuck my mouth. I grinned around him and sucked. Sucked like I was trying to drain every drop from him, which I was.

  He again got the upper hand when he shoved two fingers in my pussy with the fingers that had been teasing my clit, scooped some more juices with his other, and then slipped it inside my anus. It was pleasurable beyond belief, but when his fingers touched each other with only the walls between them, I saw little floating stars as an orgasm ripped through me. My ass thrust backward, and his teeth grazed the flesh of my ass, biting down gently as he fingered both of my holes. I breathed through my nose, his cock still throbbing in my mouth when he started cumming. His hips bucked as I suckled every drop from him, not swallowing, but holding it between my ever-expanding cheeks.

  When he was finished, he gently pulled his fingers from me, and I turned around, straddling his hips and leaning in for a kiss. When his lips parted, I shared his gift to me with him, and that kiss turned into the dirtiest, nastiest, best kiss in the history of kisses. We devoured each other for minutes until we both needed to breathe.