Zodiac Academy: Fated Throne

by Caroline Peckham

  He growled louder as we started moving faster and squeezed her breast as my other hand found her clit, the heated look in Seth’s eyes as he ran his hand up and down his dick urging me on as she cried out for me, demanding more.

  I was thrusting into Rosalie so hard that before long she came all over my cock with a scream that almost had me following her into oblivion and I had to grit my teeth to force myself not to follow. Not yet.

  She sagged back against me with her chest heaving as she beckoned Seth closer.

  "I came here to fuck two Heirs," she teased. "And you're seriously not involved enough for my liking at the moment."

  "The girl has a point," I said, my eyes moving to Seth's thick cock which was already hard again from watching us and he shrugged like an asshole.

  "Well, if you insist," he said, moving closer. "But to give you the full experience, I really think you're gonna have to take both of us at once. So will you be a good girl and get on all fours for us, little Alpha?"

  Rosalie growled in a clear refusal and I laughed darkly before speeding into motion and flipping her on her back on the mattress beside me, holding her wrists above her head so that Seth could move on top of her.

  He kissed her and I groaned with longing as I watched her tangle her legs around his waist, wanting to see the moment he drove his cock inside her. There was just something about us both fucking her that I couldn’t get enough of and knowing that she had just had me inside her right before taking him was getting me all kinds of turned on. I watched hungrily as Seth pinned her to the mattress, lining himself up to claim her while they kissed filthily.

  He thrust in hard and as she cried out, arching her back off of the sheets, I got my wish.

  "Fuck her hard, Seth," I growled, my hand finding my cock as I watched the two of them going at it while Seth's powerful body dominated hers and she screamed in pleasure for him.

  My gaze hooked on everything about the two of them from the hardness of her nipples to the sweat running down his abs. And best of all the place where their bodies joined as the shaft of his cock drove in and out while I matched the pace of my hand on my own dick to the thrusts of his hips against hers.

  Rosalie lunged forward suddenly, rolling them over so that she was on top and she dug her fingernails into Seth's chest to keep him in place beneath her before looking over her shoulder at me expectantly.

  "Come on then, Vampiro, let's do this," she challenged and I took my hand from my cock with a filthy grin as I got to my feet and moved behind her.

  "Top drawer," Seth growled, pointing to his nightstand.

  I shot to it, grabbed the bottle of lube out and was back on the bed straddling Seth's legs on my knees behind Rosalie within less than a second. I slicked my cock and her ass with the strawberry scented lube as she moaned her encouragement and leaned right over Seth to give me the access I was going to need.

  Seth slowed the pace of his thrusts inside her as I lined the head of my cock up with her ass and slowly pushed my way in, groaning at the tight fit and closing my eyes to focus on it entirely. I hadn't been lying to Seth earlier - I really was an ass man and the tightness of her body around my dick only made me more sure of the fact.

  I leaned forward over her, sandwiching her body between mine and Seth's as I placed my palms flat on the pillows either side of his head and started moving my hips.

  Rosalie cried out in pleasure as the two of us quickly found a rhythm together and our thrusts in and out of her fell into sync. I looked down at Seth over her shoulder as I kissed her neck and growled my own pleasure over what we were doing.

  It was so fucking hot and exactly what I'd been needing and yet somehow even better than that at the same time.

  I could feel the movements of his cock within her and I groaned as she took the two of us with breathy moans of pure pleasure that perfectly mirrored how I was feeling about this.

  Rosalie started cursing as her body began to tighten around my cock and I knew I wouldn't be able to hold back from finishing with her again as I started thrusting firmer and deeper, wanting her to come so hard that she saw stars just like Seth had promised.

  My gaze met Seth's just as we made her come and I growled a curse as I finished with her, watching pleasure spill through Seth's gaze as he came too and my heart just about leapt out of my chest at how fucking hot that was.

  We rode out the wave of ecstasy together then fell in a panting, sweaty heap on the bed while Rosalie muttered something in Faetalian that I couldn't understand but absolutely agreed with. That had been something else.

  I didn't even try to move, I just stayed there, letting my eyes fall closed and feeling sleep calling to me as my limbs turned to jelly and I grinned like an idiot.

  After what seemed like ages but maybe wasn't really all that long at all, Rosalie got up from her spot between us and I cracked my eyes open to watch her as she moved to stand at the foot of the bed.

  "Well, that was fun," she said with a grin, her gaze sliding over me and Seth appreciatively as she casually wandered over to his closet and helped herself to a pair of sweatpants and a shirt.

  "Stay," I muttered sleepily, shifting in the bed a little and ending up much closer to Seth. But we’d just fucked a girl together, so I wasn’t that worried about being close to him while I was naked, all things considered. "We can do that again in the morning."

  "That is a seriously tempting offer, but everyone from Aurora is actually heading back tonight."

  "So what? I'll give you some stardust tomorrow," I offered.

  "Nah. If I'm lucky my cousin Dante will still be hanging around and he’ll fly me back with him," she said with a shrug.

  "Dante isn't allowed to fly you about," I said, though I seriously doubted the Storm Dragon gave a shit about the Dragon Guild rules set in place by Lionel.

  "Dante is the Dragon born of Wolves, he does whatever the fuck he wants," she growled. "Besides, I'm a Moon Wolf which means I've got all kinds of weird additional gifts."

  "I'd love to be a Moon Wolf," Seth sighed. "Me and the moon had such a connection, it seems like I am anyway really. When I was up on the moon-"

  "What does being a Moon Wolf have to do with you ducking out on us?" I asked, cutting him off before he could start down that path.

  "I see things," she shrugged. "Like connections between Fae. I saw it with Dante and his wife and I've seen it with others too. And as much as I loved being the filling in your dick sandwich - which I seriously did by the way, I'll be getting myself off while thinking about this for years - I also don't wanna be a third wheel."

  Rosalie winked at me, gathered up her Pitball uniform, tossed it in an expensive looking bag she stole from Seth's closet then headed for the door.

  "See you around, boys," she purred, blowing us a kiss then leaving just like that.

  "Do you have a clue what she was talking about?" I asked, turning to look at Seth as he hooked a sheet into his grasp and tugged it up over the two of us.

  "Who knows?" he murmured sleepily. "But if you are still horny in the morning, I can suck your dick for you."

  A breath of laughter escaped me, but my dick twitched like it didn't hate that idea and I cleared my throat as I looked away for a moment.

  "If I stay are you gonna end up spooning me in the night?" I asked, wondering if I should go too, but kinda hating that thought.

  "Probably," Seth admitted with an amused snort. "But I want you to stay anyway."

  I looked back at him with his recently fucked hair as he gave me the puppy dog eyes and found myself giving in way too easily.

  "Alright. I'll stay," I agreed, my pulse picking up as he closed his eyes and shifted closer to me. "But if you end up spooning me then I'm gonna bite you in the morning."

  "Sure. What are friends for?" he asked sleepily and I watched him in the moonlight as my gut tightened at his use of that word.

  "Yeah," I muttered, frowning to myself as I closed my eyes too. Friends.

  F uck. My. Life.
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  I stood in the Magic Compound with my back pressed to the wall that ran down the centre of the huge concrete space. It was fenced in everywhere, all the inmates contained within it as the guards watched from the outside. It was the only place in Darkmore where we were allowed to use our magic, and we only got a couple of hours in here at a time.

  I created a sphere of ice in my palm, the relief of using my magic always sullied by the fact that I was stuck in an underground hell for the next twenty five years. Oh the joy.

  Things weren’t all bad I supposed. Now that Darcy had broken the star vow between us, I’d stopped getting into fights twenty four seven. And Gustard was no longer breathing down my neck. I’d also managed to form something of a friendship with Roary Night too. His Shades watched out for me these days and I had to say I liked the guy.

  I carved at the ice in my hand, moulding it and shaping it absentmindedly until it was taking the form of a bird. No, not a bird. A Phoenix. Of course.

  I often dwelled on Darcy, how breath-taking she’d looked when she’d visited, how much I’d wanted to drag her into my arms and beg for her forgiveness. I knew every word of our conversation by heart and regretted at least eighty percent of them. But there was no room for regret in my life anymore. I had to push her away. It had to be like this. Even if I’d tried to apologise, what good would it have done? I didn’t want her forgiveness. I didn’t deserve it. I never would. So she’d had to come and go. Just like that. A brief encounter which meant more to me than every single day that had passed in this place since. I replayed it, mostly on mute might I add, so I didn’t have to listen to the cold detachment of her voice, but the memory of her standing before me in a dress that seemed designed to hook onto my darkest, most fierce desires had me in pieces.

  Yeah just keep dwelling on it, asshole, that’ll cheer you up.

  At least she seemed okay, though I imagined nothing could comfort her over what was going on with her sister. I just wished I could do more.

  Roary appeared with a nod before pressing his back to the wall beside me, folding his muscular arms. This was Ethan’s turf for the Lunar Brotherhood, while the other side of the wall was ruled mostly by the Oscura Clan. Anyone who wasn’t aligned to either gang could move between the two sides relatively ignored though.

  “Heads up, Crank’s about to blow,” Roary warned, nodding to the powerful Vampire who was pretty new to the prison. He’d been losing his shit daily while working on an appeal to get out. But the reason he was here had been splashed through the news. He’d murdered his whole family and buried them with his earth magic fifty feet under in his backyard. Fucking psycho.

  “He lost his appeal this morning,” Roary murmured to me, pressing his back to the wall. “Guy’s gonna blow.”

  Crank was shoving people to the ground and shouting obscenities. The guards were getting antsy beyond the fence and I cursed as Crank cast two wooden blades in his hands, stabbing two Fae in quick succession.

  “Hey!” Officer Cain barked from beyond the fence, his taser shooting through the fence at Crank, but the Vampire acted fast, casting a whip of vines to smash it away from him. He dove on a bunch of weaker Fae and started stabbing and stabbing. I stepped forward with a dark growl, raising my hands to try and get the asshole’s attention.

  “Crank!” I barked.

  “Are you crazy?” Roary grabbed my arm, yanking me away but I growled as I shoved him off and I cast a whip of air at Crank’s back, sending him smashing to the ground.

  Roary swore as Crank leapt to his feet and rounded on us, but I could take this motherfucker on. I damn well wanted to. I had plenty of rage in me I needed an outlet for and the stars were no longer working against me. Why shouldn’t I fucking do it?

  A spear of wood shot toward me and I twisted my hand to cast my own shield a second too late. Roary tugged me aside and the blade slammed into the wall where my head had been and I sent a barrage of ice shards back at the fucker. He cried out as they sliced into him and a blast of fire tore out around him. Several Fae were set alight, screaming as they tried to run, while others laid charred and burned on the ground. There must have been eight dead already, it was a fucking massacre.

  Guards started swarming into the compound and I let Roary drag me away as more Fae fell under Crank’s attacks and the guards dove forward to try and immobilise him.

  Roary pulled me around to the other side of the wall, shoving me against it with a tut, his dark hair swinging forward over his shoulders.

  “What the fuck was that?” he demanded. “You wanna get yourself killed?”

  I shoved him off of me, making him stumble back as I snarled. “He was going for the weakest Fae in here.”

  “How fucking noble of you to want to save them,” he laughed. “You wanna stay alive in Darkmore then you need to watch your own back and your allies’ backs. That’s it.”

  “I’m not just gonna stand by while people die,” I growled.

  “It was Fae on Fae,” Roary said.

  “It was one maniac on a killing spree,” I countered. “All I did was turn his attention on me. That’s not against Fae law.”

  “Fae law,” he laughed dryly. “The laws don’t apply down here. And last I heard, you were convicted for using dark magic against a princess of Solaria. So you’ve got a moral compass now have you?”

  “Shut up.” I shoved his shoulders to force him back another step, still hungering for the fight.

  “Or did you do it to save her pretty ass and her reputation?” He smirked and I growled at him.

  “Shut. Up,” I warned.

  “Gabriel Nox sent me a letter,” he said tauntingly. “It was very enlightening.”

  “What do you want from me?” I snarled, pushing past him, but he just turned and followed me. “And why the hell is he sending you letters?”

  “I dunno, but he had a little note in it which he wanted me to pass on to you.” He reached into his pocket and I frowned as my gaze followed it. What the hell was Gabriel playing at?

  “Give it here then,” I urged.

  We turned, pressing our shoulders to the wall as he subtly passed it over, but it slipped between his fingers, fluttering to the ground and I stooped down to pick it up.

  “Turdpedo!” someone cried then a heavy splat sounded as something wet hit the wall above me.

  Roary yanked me away with a disgusted noise and I stood up with the note in my fist, staring in horror at the honest to the stars shit splattered across the wall.

  “Oh my, you just missed out on my most spectac-u-lar turd sandwich, boy,” Plunger’s voice reached me and I turned, finding the grey-haired creep pulling up his pants and I grimaced in disgust. He didn’t even wipe. “Must be your lucky day.” He turned and walked off and I frowned. Lucky? Maybe he was right. That was two bullets I’d dodged now. And I was pretty sure I would have rather taken the shard of wood to the eye than be hit with Plunger’s shit.

  “What does the note say?” Roary asked like he hadn’t read it and as I skimmed my thumb over it, I felt a magic seal breaking on the surface that meant he was telling the truth.

  Most of the guards had run to subdue Crank and help the wounded so no one was watching as I unfolded it and read the message.

  You’re welcome. My vision showed that turd hitting you right in the mouth, Orio. Call me your fairy starmother today, because Jupiter is in your chart and you’re about to get real lucky. Follow my list below to the letter. Do NOT deviate from it.

  Love, Noxy.

  P.S. You have two seconds before a guard looks your way.

  I glanced up, my heart beating wildly as I stuffed the note in my pocket just as Officer Lucius walked into view and gazed over at me and Roary with interest.

  “What’s it say?” Roary whispered.

  “It says you’re a nosy fucker,” I said with a smirk and he smirked back.

  “Alright, keep your secrets, you shady asshole,” he laughed, pressing his tongue into his cheek.

  The bell
chimed, ending the session and I filed out of the compound with everyone else, avoiding the bloody patches on the ground as I went, the bodies already moved and the wounded long gone. I guessed working in Darkmore meant the guards were used to cleaning up a murder scene pretty fast and pretty fucking often too.

  My heart beat harder as I made my way out of the yard and we were sent upstairs for dinner. I slipped my hand into my pocket as I kept to the centre of the crowd, reading through the to do list Gabriel had written out for me. Not that any of it made any fucking sense. But I trusted him implicitly, so I was going to make sure I did every damn one of these things, but fuck knew why. Maybe it was so I didn’t end up in a body bag at the end of the day. Comforting.

  I reread the first item on the list.

  Let the Wolves include you.

  I headed into the Mess Hall and queued up among a group of Lunar Werewolves who were licking and grooming one another while I gave them a deadpan look as they got in my way, hands occasionally stroking me by ‘accident’ and some going for my star damned dick. Is this what you want Gabriel? For me to be dragged into a damn Werewolf orgy?

  A hand suddenly groped my ass and I twisted around, finding Ethan Shadowbrook there. He barked a laugh, slinging an arm over my shoulders. I fought my instincts to shove him away and swallowed the growl in my throat as I heeded Gabriel’s words.

  I swear to the stars, Noxy, if this ends with Ethan Shadowbrook taking me back to his lair and trying to have his way with me, I’ll kill you.

  “Hey big boy, having fun with my pack?” He flashed his pearly white teeth at me as some of his Wolves brushed past me and started caressing him. He kissed them intermittently, seeming to forget I was there, but keeping an arm locked around my shoulders.

  Don’t lose your shit.

  I hated being tactile with anyone. Anyone except Darcy. Alright, and Darius. Apparently I only liked the D.

  Ethan broke a kiss with a tall girl and turned to me again with a crooked smile. “This is fun, wanna make it more fun tonight in the library? Say, eight o’clock?” he offered and I bit my tongue on a fuck no, instead forcing myself to nod.