The Fallen Angels Academy Trilogy: Paranormal reverse harem romance

by Kaylee Kane

  “Mmmm…Urken…I want you so much…” I could barely hear my muttering voice over the thumping of my heart. My moans spilled out as I was getting closer to the edge. I tightened my grip on the edge of the chair. My toes were curled and my whole body firmed up as the crazy pleasure ripped through me.

  A cry tore from my lips before my hand flew to cover my mouth. My whole body trembled uncontrollably as orgasm crashed me. I squeezed my thighs together, clamping my fingers as hot cum burst from my pussy. The hot wetness drenched the underside of my thighs where they were connected to the chair I sat on. The whole room was musty with the smell of sex.

  I thought I’d passed out for a few seconds as I gasped for air. After god knew how long, my eyes fluttered open and I blinked quickly, regaining my bearings. I grinned sheepishly to myself thinking of yet another secret naughty adventure I had.

  Opening the window, trying to get the smell of pussy out, I lit up another incense and pulled out a brand new journal from my drawer. I put my quill to the paper.

  Professor Urken, how I wonder if your cock is as hard and big as the muscles in your clothes…

  5

  Urken

  Maybe the darkness had caught up with me after all. But every time I saw this girl, the mental pictures of her perky breasts sprang into my mind. To be fair, I’d never seen a pair of boobs so round and firm and the dark pink color of her nipples stick out so hard, begging to be sucked on.

  I couldn’t remember when was the last time I’d seen boobs that I almost forgot about their existence. Or the natural animalistic instinct within me to yearn for them.

  But one glance at them, all the erotic need that had been sleeping in the pit of my soul roared to life. Even though they were now covered in the black top, I still could imagine the exact shape and size. I felt the sin creeping into my system, melding with my soul. It made me wonder if the color of her tits reflected that of her pussy.

  My cock was splintering in my pants, threatening to burst out of seams anytime. “Professor Urken?” Her breasts jiggled as she gasped. Her face looked flushed and hot. The stray locks of her hair draped on the sides of her neck.

  She looked so damn cute with her bright little eyes and cute nose. I wrestled to purge the dirty fantasies that were polluting my mind. But damn, how could anyone resist wanting to pin her against the wall and pound the fuck out of her tight pussy?

  “Tessa,” I growled, fighting the erotic urge rising within me. No, Urken, you’re a veteran archangel. How could you have such dirty thoughts about some fallen angel? “I’m utterly disappointed with your intention to flee Fallen Angels at the time of emergency when the academy needs you the most.”

  I wanted out. there was no way I could breathe in the same air as her without imagining how hot she would look with her lips around my cock or how tight and wet her pussy would be. I had to fight with every ounce of will left within me not to pounce onto her and spread her legs.

  “But I stayed, didn’t I?” God, her cute voice was sweet, like honey dripping over her words.

  “But your heart isn’t here.” I clenched my fists tightly until my knuckles went sore. I tore my eyes from the beautiful creature in front of me, fighting my urges and for air. No, she was an inmate of Fallen Angels. She was a fallen angel. She was off-limits. It was against the codes of archangels to even think of her in a wrong way, what’s more to…fuck her?

  The skin on the back of my neck prickle with need. I fought with every will within me not to look but I could feel her presence. I could feel her dreamy eyes linger on my back. I gasped for air and knocked on the door, focusing on the matters in hand. I needed to talk to Mafento. I had to deliver the Divine Principal’s message.

  The stray thought of risking it all just to get a taste of what’s between Tessa’s legs seeped into my mind, making my whole body firm up with need. I felt terrible. I shut my eyes and tried to think about the Divine Principal, to seek him for guidance. Instead, the mental images of Tessa’s perky, juicy boobs flounced in my eyes.

  The dirty fantasies of her riding my cock, moaning in her soft cute voice while her boobs bounced in my face. My cock was steel hard, hanging between my thighs like a third leg. I couldn’t think straight. The dirty thoughts were plaguing my head.

  Against my better judgment, I turned around and was met with her deep-set alluring eyes. Her lashes were thick and black, framed around her emeralds. I didn’t think her eyes were green when I first saw her.

  I remembered them being purple or blue. I could hardly remember her eye color but the image of her breasts, including the small details like the freckles on the sides and the shades of the nipples, were fresh in the back of my mind.

  I felt lightheaded as the hot blood rushed from my brain straight to my cock. My balls felt full and heavy, desperate for a release. My mouth and throat went dry as my eyes were stilled on her face, now flushed in a shade of bright pink. A small gasp escaped from her mouth.

  I was this close to letting the beast out. I stood there, following her retreating back with my eyes while imagining how her breasts would be bobbing away in her shirt, the way they would have been bouncing when she would be riding me. The thought made my blood pound faster though my veins, spinning my head around.

  I didn’t realize I was staring into the void where Tessa had disappeared from until the muffled voice coming from inside Mafento’s office broke my reverie. “Are you still there?”

  I shook my head to gather my thoughts. Staring at the door, I sucked in a deep breath and opened the door. A gust of choking sandalwood scent rushed into my nostrils, searing my lungs. Coughing and spluttering, I waved my hands in the air until the veil of thick smoke dissipated, revealing the silhouette of Mafento sitting at his desk.

  Was he trying to drown himself?

  “What brought you here, Professor Urken?” asked Mafento, his voice heaving. I didn’t think he took the sandalwood too well either.

  I cleared my throat and made towards his escritoire. Mafento looked up at me. “I was called back from my duties in the heavens. I was told Fallen Angels were under attack by the Agents of Darkness. Andrajvah’s army was building quickly. So the Divine Principal has made up his mind.”

  Mafento’s eyes widened.

  “It’s time to strike back.”

  “No way…” An explosive sigh escaped from Mafento’s chest, the exact reaction I’d expected from him. He hung his head low and shook. “We’re talking about sending out a ragtag group of fallen angels and untrained Hearts of Gold out to defeat the Agents of Darkness, who coincidentally are seeking the exact prey.”

  Mafento regarded me like a fool.

  I nodded. “You’re right, but we don’t have many choices. The Divine Principal has given his orders. We will pick the five most eligible candidates…or rather less troublesome fallen angels from the pool. These five will fight alongside us. We will go out to clean house.”

  “Are you sure this is a good idea?”

  “Do you have a better suggestion?”

  A long silence stretched between the two of us as we traded looks. Mafento sucked in a deep breath and nodded. “Right. Who will be picking the names?”

  My thought went to Tessa. Guilt struck me. I pinched my eyes closed and purged her picture out of my head. No, how could I abuse my authority to get closer to her this way? I heaved a breath and said, “I shall make the pick.”

  6

  Tessa

  I sat in my usual spot in the class, bouncing my legs as the giddiness of seeing Mafento again after our secret affair crept into my system. The mental images of his cock wrapped tightly by my pussy flounced in my head, making my pussy weep harder. I glanced around the class, wondering if anyone saw me grinning like stupid here.

  I purposely forgot wearing my panty today and the wet heat growing in my crotch made my inner thighs musty and sticky. The naughty idea sent a spurt of lust straight to my core, making the space between my legs tighten with
erotic need. I grabbed tightly onto the hem of my skirt, fighting my urges. I wondered how long I could wait. Maybe I would have to excuse myself to the bathroom and finish it myself.

  “You okay?” Debbie narrowed her eyes at me up and down with her cheek on her fist. “You’ve been acting real strange since last night. You on drugs or something? It’s not nice to not share.”

  I shrugged. “You’ll be the first to know if I do.’

  Debbie rolled her eyes and went back to checking her nails. “You’re right. You don’t need drugs anyway.” I wanted to shoot her back but my mind was too preoccupied with the thoughts of my pussy being stretched by Mafento’s girth. The urge was burning inside me to spill the tea to Debbie. At the same time, I was enjoying the thrill of keeping things undercover.

  It would be more exciting to sneak out and having Debbie wondering where I went having fun rather than her knowing my every move and when my pussy was being pounded by Mafento.

  I almost fell off the edge of my seat when the door to the class cracked open and the constant drone of chatters in the class subsided. I clenched onto the edge of the bench for support and grinned at Debbie when she shot me a disapproving frown and muttered, “Oh god, why do I have to live with these crazy people?”

  My heart was thumping in my chest as the shadow stretched on the floor and the silhouette entered the room. When his face came to the light, my heart almost stopped. It wasn’t Mafento. I tightened my grip when the familiar gorgeous face in my dreams appeared right in front of me.

  Urken stood there silently, sweeping his gaze like a hawk over the class. No one dared to make a noise. You could hear pin drop. I didn’t realize I was holding my breath when his eyes interlocked with mine for a brief second. Maybe it had been my own imagination that his gaze lingered longer on my face before they traveled away.

  Suddenly, all the dirty fantasies I had with Urken conveniently flooded into my mind, sending bolts of excitement through me. I crossed and squeezed my legs together before the smell of pussy filled up the room.

  Urken cleared his throat and stood at the center of the room. “Some of you might have met me before. My name is Professor Urken and I am a new facilitator in Fallen Angels. You should be aware of the incident that happened last night. The Agents of Darkness are upon us and their number has grown so much over the years the gatekeepers of the academy can no longer hold them back. So the Divine Principal has called me for help.”

  Half of what he said went past right my ears as I busied myself taking his divine features to study. God, he was so beautiful. It was probably one of the best decisions the Divine Principal had made since I’d been here.

  “That is not enough. Sitting and waiting was never a great idea.” Oh thank god, finally, someone had the fucking balls to voice it out. By the way, I wondered how hung are his balls. I fought my urges to look at his crotch but my will was caving in. My eyes traveled down south where the massive package bulged in front of his crotch, stretching the fabric of his pants. His dick print was pressed against his pants, it would’ve looked obscene if it wasn’t shrouded by the black color.

  “We didn’t have a choice. With our limited number, it is only going to be a suicide mission to confront Andrajvah. The King of the Underworld is too powerful and tricky. The last thing we want is to fall into one of his traps and risk sacrificing more innocent souls.”

  I nodded matter-of-factly though I had stopped listening once he mentioned the Agents of Darkness. For fucksake, this topic had been going on and on since the beginning of time. It was always about waiting for the right fucking timing while sacrificing more and more innocent people, then, it got postponed again. I mean, what the fuck were they doing up there?

  “We’re not just waiting for the time to pass. Our undercover archangels have been collecting intel regarding the movements of the Agents of Darkness and located fifteen hideouts across the globe. We reckon we have sufficient information to clean house.”

  The itch in my pussy was getting stronger. I ground my thighs together and fought with my waning will to keep my hands at my sides.

  “For this operation, five suitable candidates will be picked from this class. The chosen ones will be returned your powers and granted your freedom to leave the campus under supervision. Consider this community service for early parole.”

  My eyes lit up instantly when the word ‘early parole’ hit me. I blinked quickly, thinking my ears might be playing tricks on me. Early fucking parole? Who would have thought I would live to see this day?

  Urken’s eyes suddenly darted in my direction, sending shivers down my spine. My whole body went taut though I was melting inside. Oh god, his intimidating gaze was so fucking tantalizing. I just wanted to be dominated by him. I put on a straight face and feigned paying full attention as if I wasn’t thinking about riding his cock right now.

  “You might be hatching an escape plan in your mind. But mind you, this privilege is hard to come by. And traitors will not be forgiven.” Urken’s eyes set on me, making my bones melt. He was directing that part of the message to me. I would be forever dubbed in his books as a traitor. Someone he couldn’t trust.

  The reality sank in me. The chance of me getting into the selection was absolute zero. Why would someone with the sane mind choose a traitor to carry out this important mission? I tilted my head back in Lamora’s direction. She was sitting next to Ehreus, paying full attention to the lecture. A goody-two-shoes like herself would be more likely to be picked. Life was unfair like this.

  Urken sat down at the teacher’s desk and swept his gaze over the lecture hall with a smirk on his face. “We shall now let your destiny decide…” The tension in the air pricked my skin and made the tiny hairs on my arms rose on ends when Urken turned to the blackboard and waved his arm.

  The chalks came to life and started dancing on the board, scribbling the five names. All eyes were stilled on the board. I held my breath. My heart somersaulted to my throat when one of the names started with ‘T’.

  Teresa? Teodora? Tiffany? There weren’t many people with names starting with ‘T’ so I guessed I stood a chance too? I squeezed my hands tightly, lacing my fingers together. Every second stretched into infinity. The tiny hairs on the back of my neck bristle.

  T…E…

  It was now the battle between Tessa, Teresa, and Teodora. The three of us traded looks. Their faces looked hopeful, reflecting the state of my heart. It’d been fifty years since I stepped foot outside of the Fallen Angels. It’d been fifty years since I’d been deprived of the vast world I could be exploring. This was my chance to get out. This was my chance to redeem myself and prove to Urken that I was worthy and not a fucking traitor he thought I was. Well, technically yes, but not really. I still stayed.

  My eyes pinched closed when the chalks started scribbling the third letter. I couldn’t bear to see it. I couldn’t bear to open my eyes and not seeing my name. I couldn’t bear to imagine Teresa and Teodora going on adventures with this hunky new professor while I moped around within the confines of the campus.

  I forced out all the negative thoughts and focused on the good. I will get in…I will get in…I will fucking get in…My heart cinched when I heard disgruntled gasp coming from the crowd. My nerves rose in me. I knew by now all the five names would be picked and appear on the blackboard. But I couldn’t bring myself to see it.

  I couldn’t bring myself to face the truth if my name wasn’t there. Panic rushed in me when someone squeezed me by the arm. My eyes flew open as a surge of anger rose within me. I was about to snap when Debbie sprang away from me and pointed at the board. “You got picked.”

  My jaw fell open as I saw my own name etched on the board. How could that be possible? As much as I was jumping in joy right now, I couldn’t help but wonder if there had been a mistake. Maybe those names weren’t the chosen ones but those who didn’t make it. No…it couldn’t possibly be right. My name was there, right under Lamora. That seemed about r
ight.

  Urken got up, his voice booming across the quiet room. “The rest of you whose names aren’t on the board may dismiss now.” Chair legs scraped the carpeted floor and feet shuffled out through the door. Debbie and I watched the class emptied out and exchanged glances with the other three chosen ones.

  When the shadow of the last leaver disappeared through the door, Urken waved his hand to shut it and cast his gaze on us. “Please come forth to the front row.” Lamora and the two boys, Aslone and Quentin got up from their seats. Lamora took my side, where she used to sit before the rearrangement.

  “Welcome back, ex-neighbor,” I said.

  Lamora didn’t look fully delighted with the result. “I thought Ehreus would be picked,” she muttered.

  “He’s probably staying back to guard the campus with the rest of the archangels,” I guessed. She nodded, still unamused. I couldn’t be bothered when Urken started talking again. His masculine voice was music to my ears. I could listen to him talk all day. Better yet, I wanted to hear him growl against my ears as he fucked me like a whore.