Black Envelope: A High School Bully Romance (Bad Boy Royals of Kingsbury Prep Book 2)

by Rachel Angel

  Ms. Turlington’s eyes grew wide. “Two underground fighting champs at Kingsbury? How lucky could we get?”

  Ori and I glanced at each other. “You’re into it?”

  “Well, Kingsbury’s history had a bit of underground fighting in it. Turns out that’s how they found Champions to protect and defend Kingsbury Castle. You see, they couldn’t have been part of any kingdom and had to be independent of them…so the fighters or defenders were rogue fighters, like Robin Hood. They operated underground. That’s how Kingsbury was able to keep being neutral without being influenced and biased by any kingdom.”

  “What a coincidence,” Ori said, looking at me.

  “You don’t say,” I said.

  “Well, you two,” Ms. Turlington said. “Now I have to go contact the parents about expelling their girls. I’m not looking forward to that but I’ve got to do it.”

  “Keep strong,” I said, patting her shoulder.

  “Yes, keep strong,” Ori said.

  Ms. Turlington left Ori and me alone.

  Ori said, “Let’s go to my place, Tempest. I want to check you over. I’ve been in enough fights that I have all the supplies to check.”

  “Okay,” I said. “It’s the last class of the day for me anyways. You have me last.”

  “As I planned,” Ori said. “So I could get you all to myself.” He leaned in and kissed me on my lips.

  Chapter 9

  Ori took my hand and led me across the lawn to an area near Kaz’s house, but away from it. “This part is closer to the edge of the woods,” Ori said. “I requested it so I could have more privacy.”

  “They accommodated for it?” I asked.

  “You’ve never been to my place, have you?” Ori asked. “You’ve been to Kaz’s and even Hunter’s but not mine. Why?”

  “Because you’ve never asked?” I said.

  “I would’ve but it seemed you were so much at home at Kaz’s.”

  “We all are, Ori.”

  “I know,” he grinned, tweaking my nose with his knuckles. “Just giving you a hard time.”

  “After all I’ve been through today?” I asked, joking.

  “No, just because I like seeing how your violet eyes turn dark purple when you get fluster or angry.” He turned to me and kissed me. “You’re so cute even then.”

  “Okay, Ori, besides seeing my eyes turn purple, why are you taking me to your place instead of Kaz’s this time? Want some extra privacy just for the two of us?”

  Ori said, “Always. I want you to see me outside of K3, Tempest.” He ran a hand through his white spiked hair and turned his silvery blue eyes to me. “I found you first. I fell for you first at the Tournament. If I had found you earlier before you came to Kingsbury, I might’ve been able to keep you all to myself.”

  “Don’t you like sharing me with Kaz and Hunter?” I asked.

  “If there are any guys I could tolerate touching you and being with you, it would only be Kaz and Hunter. I don’t know if I could stand you being with any other guys, Tempest. It would drive me insane with jealousy.”

  “Like Ricky?” I asked.

  Ori’s face turn dark. “Are you and Ricky having sex?”

  “No, we’re just friends, and I don’t have any desire to have him join my harem, Ori.”

  Ori’s jaws relaxed. “Just friends?”

  “Yes,” I said. “I don’t have that instant animal attraction I have with each of you K3 guys.”

  “Thank God,” Ori said.

  We turned the corner and I was awarded a view of the forests and a cabin at the edge of the forest. It looked like an idyllic postcard setting.

  “Oh Ori!” I exclaimed. “Is this your place?”

  Ori beamed. “Yes.”

  Unlocking the solid oak intricately carved door, he took my hands in his large strong ones and led me inside. “I’d like to show you what I could bring you, Tempest.”

  The room opened up to a cozy living room complete with an oversized fireplace where there was room enough for a stove. Rich polished wood covered the floors and walls of the cabin. Like a fairy tale, Ori’s place reminded me of an aristocratic gentleman’s lodge.

  Fine handmade rugs and blankets gave it a warm and friendly touch.

  “I love it,” I said, walking into the middle of the cabin and spinning around.

  Ori laughed and wrapped his arms around me. “I knew you would.”

  “It reminds me of my own little trailer back in San Francisco. Lily and I decorated it in fun but cozy and comfortable casual chic. It felt like home even though it was small.”

  Ori left to go to his kitchen and came back with a bag of medicine and herbs.

  “As much as I’d like you admiring my place, I want to check you over.”

  He became serious as he took off my blazer, then unbuttoned my shirt.

  When he removed my shirt, leaving only my lacy white sheer bra, which left nothing to the imagination, he visibly inhaled, his breath heated and heavy with desire.

  “My poor Tempest,” he said putting a cold compress over the skin of my stomach where a bruise had formed.

  There was a scratch on my cheeks, and it had started to bleed. He kissed it, then licked it, before putting antiseptic on it and covering it up with a small band-aid.

  His hands pressed gently against my ribcage, checking for broken bones, but didn’t find any. Next, he ran his hands along my hips and my back, before returning them to my butt where he left it tracing the full round flesh and kneading it.

  Soon he was pressed close to me, my crotch nestled against his now rock hard girth. Heat was building below as he took off my bra and ran his tongue against my hardening nipples.

  “I want to kiss and make you feel better all over, Tempest,” he said. “But then I also want to pound into you so hard you can’t tell where my body begins and your ends.”

  His pulled down my panties and plunged his fingers in me, pushing my buttons until I was squirming in his hands, moaning, “Oh Ori! Oh Ori!”

  He moved me to the soft fluffy sheepskin rug near the fireplace and placed me on my back. With his fingers still plunging into me and out, he kissed my breasts and moved his lips to my nipples sucking hard and then licking them in round circles. “You have the most perfect breasts, Tempest, I could feast on your breasts, licking you all day.”

  He moved up to take my mouth in his as he sucked on my lower lips. “So beautiful, Tempest. I was a goner, the first moment I laid eyes on you. My heart literally stopped when I saw you standing there clad in skin-tight black, your purple hair flying around your face. All I could say was, ‘Wow’.”

  I laughed, “I remembered, Ori.”

  “I knew I lost the tournament already. I didn’t want to hit you. All I wanted was to wrap my lips around yours.”

  “I felt it, too, Ori,” I admitted.

  “Then why didn’t you give me your number?”

  “I didn’t want to think about being in a fight tournament. It was meant to be just one night.”

  “I searched for you afterwards, wondering who you were. I had to find you, I was obsessed. Kaz and Hunter said that no girl was worth losing sleep and meals over.”

  Ori kissed the corner of my mouth and said, “That was before they met you.”

  His fingers were now plunging in and out of me so fast and in such frenzy, I was writhing and arching my back.

  “Oh Ori,” I moaned. “I want you in me now!”

  Ori said, “Soon.” His mouth covered mine and his tongue plunged deep into my mouth, touching the tip of my tongue.

  He lifted my legs and placed them on his shoulders. With a deep hard thrust, his girth filled me to the very back of me. He was so huge, I had to stretch to accommodate him. When he began moving in and out of me, I could feel every bit of his warmth hit the inside of me so intensely.

  “Oooohhh! Ori! Ori!” I moaned.

  He slowly pull out before plunging deep inside of me again.

  “So fucking good!” I sai
d, moving slowly to his rhythm that savored every deep penetration and swirl of his hips.

  I could tell he was holding back, his face was so strained.

  “Ori, let go,” I said. “Make love to me the way you want to. I could take it. I want it. I want you to make me feel fierce.”

  “I don’t want to hurt you, Tempest.”

  “You won’t.”

  “Tempest…”

  I reached over and pinched his hip, before spanking his beautiful hard muscular buttock.

  His eyes flared and he gritted his teeth as he entered me again and again with fast, deep strokes that drove into me. With one more thrust, I exploded at the same time as Ori.

  Afterwards, we stayed in each other’s arms for a long while, kissing each other over and over again.

  Ori held me so tight before sighing deeply.

  “This…I can’t let go of, Tempest.”

  I kissed him and said, “You won’t.”

  “But I might have to, and I’m afraid to lose you too. Like Kaz and Hunter, we all love you. But someday, you will have to choose. He kissed my hand and said, “I’m hoping you will choose me, Tempest.”

  Chapter 10

  I spent the rest of the day sleeping in Ori’s arms, resting my head against his broad chest and tracing his beautiful tattoos of the mountains, animals and landscape with my fingers.

  “Your tattoos,” I said. “It’s a beautiful piece of art. When did you get them?”

  Ori said. “I had an artist work on me in several increments. When did it first began? The day I lost my mother, I wanted to remind me of her by having her favorite setting tattoo on my chest.”

  “I’m sorry about your mother, Ori. She must’ve love nature and the outdoors. It’s the most beautiful handiwork,” I said. “I know since I draw tattoo art.”

  Ori’s face lit up. “You design tattoos, too? Tempest, you are so talented.”

  “Nah, I just dabble in it, although I tattoo some kids from my public school, to earn extra cash.”

  Ori kissed the top of my head. “My Tempest, so enterprising.”

  I wanted to stand up and stretch, to make my way to Kaz’s when Ori stopped me with a kiss.

  “Baby, stay with me for a while longer,” he said.

  “I have homework to do, and I need to take a shower. I just fought off a room full of bat-carrying girls who wanted me dead. I feel like I could camp out in a shower for days, and I wouldn’t be able to wash out that yucky locker room sweaty smell out of my hair.”

  “You can use my shower, Tempest,” Ori said. “Oh, fuck, just join me for a shower.”

  He took my hand and led me into his shower, underwear, bra and all. He stripped down to nothing, and I could feel his hardness growing to its full length against me.

  Lathering up, he washed me from head to toe, lovingly scrubbing me, stroking me, and even rubbing me until I was coming against him.

  “Imagine how it would be like to shower like this with me all the time, my Tempest. I would make sure you know where my heart is…in your hands, my beautiful sexy Queen of my heart.”

  “Oh Ori,” I said, “When did you get to be a poet?”

  “When I fell in love with you, Tempest. I fell for you when you beat me, then I fell more in love with you when I saw you again at Kingsbury and you didn’t even recognize me. Then I’m completely in love with you when I saw how fierce you are, defending your dignity, taking charge, and I know you are going to someday rule Kingsbury.”

  He kissed me hard and possessively then as though he didn’t want to let me go.

  “Does it bother you that I’m with Kaz and Hunter, too?” I asked.

  “No,” Ori said. “But, as I’ve said. I want to spend as much time alone only with you when I could.”

  “I know, Baby. I know. I love my private time with you too.”

  We finished washing up and left the shower. Drying off each other, Ori kept his eyes on me. As if he didn’t want to lose me. “I don’t have anything except these Kingsbury Prep sweats and t-shirt,” he said, handing them to me.

  “This is fine,” I said. “I’d rather wear these than the uniform.

  “Great Baby,” he said, coming out in the same outfit, which he filled out completely.

  Then we headed over to Kaz’s place.

  For some reason, all the lights were out in Kaz’s place. As Ori unlocked the door, I was prepared for any surprises, not wanting to be caught off-guard as I was earlier today in the locker room. I watched Ori’s face to see if he felt something was up or not.

  He opened the door, and was about to walk in when a shadow flew across and knocked Ori to the ground. I looked to see Ori had been knocked unconscious, lying prone on the ground of Kaz’s grand lobby.

  I looked around but it was pitch black in the house.

  I was about to text Kaz and Hunter, when my phone was knocked out of my hands and went flying to the ground across the lobby from me.

  “That was my favorite phone,” I snapped. “Whoever you are, show yourself.”

  The shadow moved towards me, its mass so heavy, I could feel the vibration of his footsteps on the floor.

  It reached out to hold me, but I was already hitting his face back with a strike upwards towards his chin.

  It was such a good hit, he fell down in front of me.

  But soon, he was up again, and this time, I felt a punch to my shoulder, swaying me to the right.

  I grabbed his fist with my left hand, holding him in place as I turned harder to my right, knocking my assailant off his feet.

  In pitch black, I heard him hit the ground with a resounding thud.

  Although I could use my other senses besides sight when fighting in the dark, having been trained to sense movement and hear vibrations, I could still fight in the dark, but not as well as when the lights were on.

  Knowing Kaz’s lobby so well now, I made my way to the nearest switch when I was tripped by someone’s feet, and I went flying down backwards.

  I fell on top of something soft but hard at the same time.

  Then something hard but soft at the same time fell on top of me. And was breathing hard, panting. Warm hot breath fanned the skin on my cheeks.

  A wet tongue licked my cheeks before making its way to my mouth, trying to pry it open.

  I clamped my mouth shut and pushed whoever was on top of me off me before jumping to my feet. I almost made it to the light switch when I was pulled back, into the assailant’s arm, trapped tight against his chest. He proceeded to lick my cheeks, his tongue trying to open my mouth. I knee’d him in the groin, and pushed him out my way and was able to hit the light switch right when the front door opened.

  Standing close to me, his pants unzipped and his hand fondling his own penis, was Russell DeVille, the brute who was Veronica’s cousin. His beady little eyes watched me lustily as he stroke his purplish black penis.

  If it was not attached to his body, I would have thought it was a limp wrinkly eggplant.

  On the ground where I kept tripping over hard but soft things were Kaz’s domestic staff. His cook, housekeeper, and even butler. All knocked unconscious.

  At the door, who was looking around in surprise was Kaz and Hunter.

  Where I had left him on the floor, having been knocked out by Russell, was Ori.

  “What the hell is going on?” Kaz’s booming voice echoed in the lobby.

  Hunter took one quick glance around and then his eyes landed on Russell. “It seems, Kaz, that Russell DeVille here has either broken into your home, knocked out your domestic staff, and proceeded to knock out Ori upon his arrival to the house, and then tried to assault Tempest with his hideous eggplant weenie, and then was caught in the act just now when Tempest switched on the lights, and we entered the house.” Hunter looked at me and asked. “Is that what you think?”

  “Looking at his eggplant was surely an assault,” I said. “I swear what is with that DeVille family spawning some fuck up kids with penis problems.”

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bsp; Kaz looked at Russell who was still trying to jack off while staring at me. “And what the fuck are you still standing there, Moron?”

  Russell finally snapped out of his perverse fantasy of me with him doing something with eggplants apparently, and looked over at Kaz. His expression turned haughty as though he couldn’t believe Kaz would be there.

  “You, Get out of my house!” Kaz yelled across to Russell, his voice vibrating and bouncing off the walls of his lobby.

  Russell finally turned, folded up his purplish penis and zipped up his pants. He walked over to Kaz and Hunter, giving them an evil eye stare before walking out the door.

  When the brute was outside, Kaz quickly locked and bolted the door. “Wait here, Tempest, while Hunter and I sweep this place to make sure there isn’t anyone else hiding in here.” He took out a revolver from inside his blazer.

  Hunter took one out too. The two of them walked through the house, ready to fire if they saw someone who shouldn’t be at the house.

  It didn’t surprise me anymore that Kaz, Hunter, and anyone else would be carrying a gun in their jacket pocket. Since the incidence with crazy Veronica wielding a shotgun running after me, it made it possible for students with special permissions to carry a concealed one…mainly for protection.

  I walked over to Ori, shaking him.

  After a few seconds, his eyes shot opened, and he reached for his head. “Why does my head hurt so much?”

  “Crazy Russell DeVille was hiding in the dark and he surprised us, knocked you out quickly and then went after me. Kaz and Hunter arrived just in time. They’re sweeping the place, looking for anyone else who could’ve come in and hide in wait for us.”

  “What a creep,” Ori said.

  “He was here in the dark jacking off while he kept trying to lick my face, and kiss me.”

  Ori stood up then. He bunched his fists. “No one forces himself on my girl. Where is he, Tempest? I’m going after him.”

  “Kaz asked him to get out.”

  Ori opened the door and looked outside.