by Meg Xuemei X
He jumped up and threw me over his shoulder, all in a fluid move.
I raised my upside down head, just in time to see Noah watch us leave, rage and lust burning in his green eyes. I blinked, and then he was gone like a fleeting shadow.
Had I imagined that? No, I didn’t have double vision, and my sight was superior.
I swore it was him.
But why had the high mage stalked me?
18
Pyrder soared with me through the wild country part of the Academy. Trees, bushes, and the field grew vague behind us. Then the fae prince sifted into the air, light and shadow and color spinning around us, and alighted on the roof of his twin’s mansion at the edge of the school.
Pyrder’s teleport was different than Reys’s and mine. I’d done Reys’s sifting once, and it made you feel like stepping into deep space with stars twirling. Mine was all whirlwind in the sky. Pyrder’s was all about bright, swirling colors.
He’d chosen Reys’s mansion because he wanted me all for himself while the others were at his suite in the center of the Academy. Reys’s mansion was completely warded and glamoured, so no one could see or hear us.
Pyrder stalked to the outdoor garden and put me on his lap as he settled in a cushioned chair. Through the purple wisterias, we could see the vast courtyard of the Academy.
His erection pricked against my butt.
“Pyrder,” I whispered, pushing my groin against his hard length.
He found my lips, his tongue invading my open mouth and sweeping over my hard palate before mating with my tongue.
A low moan escaped from my throat.
His large hands tore open my top, baring my breasts, and cupped them roughly.
Tingling pleasure spread across my skin.
“Fuck me, Pyrder,” I whimpered.
He dragged down my pants. Heat radiated from me.
Every fiber of me wanted him.
He spread my legs wider and stared at my pussy, lust thicker in his golden eyes.
“It’s the most exquisite pussy I’ve ever seen,” he said hoarsely. “I wonder if it’s hot and tight inside.”
My nipples hardened at his erotic words, and my lady bits tightened in aching need.
“Why don’t you stick your cock inside and feel if my pussy is tight enough for you?” I purred.
“You want my cock, don’t you? But not so fast. I have all the time in the world to play with you. And I’ll let you taste slow burn as you’ve always done to me. Of all your mates, you bully me the most. Boss me around. Walk all over me whenever you can. Batting your eyelashes and using your sweet, sultry voice to make me do your bidding. You have your female wiles, but I have a big, hard cock. So no. Today you won’t wrap me around your little finger. Today I won’t go easy on you, and you’ll learn how to be my woman.”
Pyrder spoke in a thick southern accent when he was ridden by lust, which made me even hotter for him, but he wanted to play a dominance game right now. I thought of not obliging him, until his fingers slid through my soft curls and brushed my sensitive nub, not so gently.
My legs jerked at the erotic sensation, and before I recovered from the pulsing pleasure, he thrust a finger into my sleek heat, stroking my center.
I moaned, the walls of my tight passage clenching his fingers. He thrust in and out, watching my reaction like a big cat on a mouse. No matter, the tension built up, and I was at the edge and at his mercy.
He pulled out his fingers when all I needed was a few more thrusts to reach the peak. Frustration rained down on me. But he lifted me up and dropped me on the chair. “Touch yourself for me while I undress.”
Unable to resist his command, I moved my hand to my swollen clit, my thumb rubbing it in a circle, slowly first, then quicker.
Fire burned in his golden eyes as he watched. He took off his T-shirt, his pants, the belt, then his briefs.
His massive cock sprang free, its beautiful blunt head jerking before my face.
I wanted to taste it. I wanted to suckle it. I wanted to have its whole length in my mouth, though it was a big ambition, given its size.
“Touch yourself harder,” he commanded.
I licked my lips, and pinched my clit. My eyes rolled back at the pain and pleasure. “I need you, Pyrder,” I cried. “I need your big cock in me.”
I parted my folds to show him the pink inside.
He growled.
“Turn around and kneel on the chair,” he ordered.
If surrender was the only way to get fucked, I could play along. After that, he’d still be mine, and I’d still walk all over him.
I knelt on the cushion, my bare ass in the air.
“How badly do you want me to fuck you, Cass?”
“Badly enough to kneel, baby,” I said, concealing a smirk. I loved to play bedroom games.
“Will you do anything to have my cock in your pussy?”
“Yes, anything, baby.”
I wouldn’t do anything, of course, but I would say anything to have him fuck me and make him mine.
I swayed my hips. “Is this submissive enough for you?”
He spanked me. “You lied, and bad girls should be spanked.”
The slight pain came with pleasure. I wiggled my ass vehemently. “What about good girls? Will good girls get fucked?”
I was so wet. Lust and hunger inside me grew unbearable.
Pyrder couldn’t take it anymore himself. He knelt behind me on the large chair, between my widely spread legs, the blunt of his thick head aiming deliciously at my entrance.
My pussy ached. Its depths called for my mate.
A huge, hard cock pounded into me, pushing in further and further.
I threw my head back and screamed at the pleasure.
Pyrder let out a string of curses as he pulled out a little and thrust back in harder and faster. There was no slow build. “Your pussy is so hot and tight, just as I fantasized. It’s made for me, Cass baby. Your pussy is destined for me to fuck. And I’ll fuck you to eternity.”
If we could have eternity. If we could survive the war against the gods.
He fucked me so raw and hard that tears of pleasure floated from my eyes. I’d thought Pyrder was less dominant than my other mates, since he seemed more playful and less mature, but I’d been wrong.
Judging by how he’d fought the gods and how he fucked me now, alpha was in his every fiber. He just always had a huge soft spot for me.
But now there was no softness about him as he rode me in mating frenzy, driving me into the thick haze of lust that promised no return.
The chair under us broke apart. We fell to the ground with Pyrder still thrusting into me savagely. Fortunately, I still had the cushion under my knees.
His hard flesh slapped against my tender loins, the erotic sound making my blood heat like no other. In and out and in. And in the process, he managed to break two chairs nearby as he fucked me brutally.
Before I knew, I exploded in waves of pleasure, an orgasm threatening to break me apart, and Pyrder roared thunderously as he emptied himself in me.
The mating bond between us snapped into shape, radiating in bright blue.
“My forever mate,” Pyrder whispered, then he started pounding into me again, relentlessly.
19
“Which one of your mates will teach the magic class today?” Amber asked.
“I have no fucking idea,” I said, as we jogged toward the courtyard where the magic class would be held. “They don’t tell me everything and they like to keep it that way. I don’t mind. I have my own mystery masquerade in place.”
Amber gave me a sidelong glance. “You do?”
“I doubt all of them will show up in one place. They have different training methods, and they like to compete with each other in every possible situation since each one has an ego in spades. And they’re all very opinionated.”
“How can you handle all four of them? They’re hot as hellfire. They’re formidable, as every one of them is a legend
. And they’re impossibly powerful in every way.”
I gave her a sly look and grinned. “The trick is not to handle them and not get behind any one when they fight, and then constantly remind them of humility with my badass attitude.”
“That doesn’t make any sense,” she said. “I can see your bad attitude miles away, but I don’t think you carry more humility than them to remind them of it.”
“Aren’t you the new comedian on the block?”
“I’m typically intimidated,” she said. “But do you even know what impact they’ve had on the mortal and immortal worlds over millennia?”
“What? They left imprints in history? Why wasn’t I informed? All I knew is that they made an ancient pact at the age of the dinosaur.”
“You mean the age of the dragons?”
“Whatever. Dinosaurs and dragons are one and the same. They were all big and they ate people in one mouthful.”
“They were definitely and vastly different. And your mates can’t be that ancient, even though some of them are primordial.”
I narrowed my eyes at her. “Have you spent a lot of spare time studying my mates?” If she had impure intentions, I’d slap a little sense into her.
She rolled her eyes. “Everyone knows the historical facts except you.”
Amber had been teaching me to read and write. I picked it up at lightning speed, which often shocked her to silence, to my great satisfaction. I had the genes, the instincts, and the intelligence. All I needed was someone to lead me through the door. And I told her so.
I shrugged. “Who cares about history when all that matters is now?”
“We learn history, so we won’t repeat mistakes.”
“Has human race ever done that in all its thousands of years?”
Amber opened her mouth, then shut it. I chuckled, scoring a point.
“Do you want to know what your mates have done for all races or not?” she asked with exasperation. I wasn’t an easy student. I often challenged her even during the reading sessions and threw her off with questions. She’d had enough of me.
Amber was a dork, but she was my dork.
I kicked a rock in my path, and it flew into the bushes. “Educate me, pip, so I can humor them tonight.”
“The fae, vampires, shifters, hybrids, and all the other supernatural beings maintain the status quo today because of the pact of brotherhood your mates made millennia ago. Different species constantly fight each other, but no race will commit genocide because your mates won’t allow it, and they’re the most powerful force on Earth.
“Without your mates and their bond, many species would have gone extinct a long time ago. That’s one reason the four of them bonded during the war against the great dragons: to preserve the supernatural beings.”
I grinned ear to ear. “Really? I know they’re sweet, but I didn’t know that they were that sweet.”
Amber sighed. “You missed the entire point again.”
“Hey, what do you think of the Noah dude?” I asked as we neared the courtyard.
Amber heaved another longing sigh. “He’s perfection.”
“Don’t tell me you have a crush on him,” I said. “He’s much older than you.”
“What about your mates?”
“Whatever. We’re all immortals. Anyway, did you ever have a premonition about Noah? I think you should grab his hand and get a reading. I don’t trust him. I think he might be a god in disguise. He’s concealed his vast power, but its wave made all the hairs on my neck stand up.”
“You can’t just go around accusing people like that, Cass! Besides, he can’t be a god. He’s a gentleman. As for his immense power, he gets a boost from all the mages in the Mages’ Circle, so it’s like he has a kind of godly power, and we’re lucky he’s on our side.”
A lot of cowardly and corrupt mages served the Olympian gods and betrayed their own kind.
“But he seems too perfect for an immortal mage,” I said, biting my nail as I pondered. “No one should be that flawless.”
“Your mates are perfect too!”
“No, no, no, you don’t know them. They have flaws. A lot. It’s just that I love their imperfections. Anyway, next time we see Noah, grab him at my cue.”
“I can’t just grab him at your cue. He’ll think I’m nuts.”
“You are nuts. So what can be worse than him thinking that? You’ll grab him, or I’ll embarrass you at every turn.”
“Fine, I’ll touch his hand to get a reading when it’s natural to do so. Just don’t do anything rash and stupid and dangerous when I’m with you.”
“Deal,” I said, and my smirk dropped as I spotted our magic instructors for the day—Noah and all of my four mates.
“Uh-oh,” Amber uttered in a low voice behind me.
“We’ll test your limits today, Cass,” Noah said as we approached, smiling as if inviting me to a private party.
My mates regarded me with the unreadable, distant expressions of their mentor faces.
Fine!
Warily, I eyed a crowd of at least two hundred mages behind Noah, who all looked so ready to throw shit at me. They seemed to be seasoned mages, with a few students mixed in their ranks.
I got waylaid.
“All of them?” I asked, my eyes widening, my voice a shriek.
“All of them,” Noah said calmly and kindly.
I thumbed at myself. “Against one person?”
I’d thought my life in the Academy would be easy.
But I’m Cass Saélihn. I don’t run from a fight.
“Not that I’m complaining.” I laughed to suppress my nervousness. “It’s just overkill, if you want my humble opinion.”
“We don’t,” someone said, and I recognized Mellissa’s sneering voice.
Great. She had joined the mages’ rank. Wasn’t she a fae? Where was her loyalty?
A good number of mages snickered.
My mates’ eyes hardened, but they didn’t intervene.
They let the show run.
I took an educated guess that Noah had talked them into this. My powers hadn’t progressed in the past weeks, and they had to push me.
I’d mated with warriors, and I had to be one of them.
Noah sighed. “It’s the only way to test your real power. They’ll go one-on-one against you. If you defeat them individually, then a small group will combine their powers to fight you.”
I bet he had his own agenda. He was too keen to learn my powers.
“We must establish a failsafe,” Lorcan said, standing in the shade.
“My mages’ powers connect to me,” Noah said. “I know how to shield Cass before something goes wrong. If she’s destined to fight the gods, she’ll have to go through all this, all the trials.”
My heart pounded. Reality swirled back. This was the real life for me now. No matter what, in the end, it’d be me against the gods.
There’d be death. There’d be blood. There’d be grave losses.
And my life would never be the same, even if I survived.
“What are you waiting for?” I shouted. “Bring it on, bitches!”
Gasps and angry shouts rose among the mages.
Noah sighed in resignation. “I wasn’t expecting that kind of inspirational speech.”
“What did you expect, mage?” Alaric said with a vicious smile. “That’s my mate.”
I adapted a boxing pose, my feet braced apart, my knees bent, and my fists up before my chest. “Who goes first?”
Then I realized that this wasn’t a boxing match. We weren’t going to punch each other’s face with meaty fists.
This was a magic duel.
Well, I’d managed to embarrass myself just a little even before the fight started.
I unfurled my fists and rested my hands on my sides, but it wasn’t really a relaxed posture as I was keyed up to throw my air magic at any opponent at any time.
My other magic was on call as well.
Mellissa stepped out and entered
a large circle. I narrowed my eyes, seeing spells warding the ring.
“No, that won’t do,” I said. “If you fight me, you fight in the open. I won’t get into that cage.”
“The circle is for everyone’s protection, Cass,” Noah chided.
“When we go fight the gods, there’ll be no shield and no protection,” I said. “And no circle will stop them. So get used to it.”
I raised a hand, pushing my power toward the wards of the circle. At this point, I was certain that the Earth magic would always aid me. It was my kin. No magic or spells from the Earth elements could confine me, just as the ward in Misery Twist club couldn’t stop me after I declared ownership of the land.
And my blue fire mixing with the Earth’s elemental magic could break any earthly wards and spells.
“Bring it down,” I commanded, and Earth wind and my blue fire smashed into the wards of the circle and shattered any spell in place.
I heard gasps in the crowd, and Noah’s look of interest only increased.
Boone applauded. He’d come out of the house to be a cheerleader for me along with many of my mates’ warriors, who stood on the sidelines.
Even Celeb, the half-demon who hated people, had come.
Everyone wanted to see the circus show that featured me.
“Hello, Mellissa, come here,” I said with a smirk, tilting my head to inspect the swanky hat that covered her bald head. “I’ve been looking forward to seeing you again. Nice hat, by the way.”
How do you treat a bully? You bully them first.
She hissed, “I wasn’t prepared last time, and you took advantage of me.”
That meant someone had mentored her after our last fight, and she’d come geared up with vengeance.
“My bad,” I said. “I’ll make it up to you, cupcake. I’ll let your pen pals join you and teach me a lesson as a gang of ten. Sound awesome?”
“They aren’t my pen pals!” she hissed again. “I’m going to make your life hell, misborn,”
Pyrder snarled. Mellissa flinched.
I waved a hand at my mates. I didn’t need them to fight my battles, especially when it was a lowbrow catfight.
