Sentinels of Oz: A Reverse Harem Academy Romance (Emerald City Academy Book 1)

by JB Trepagnier

  Idris finally let me go. He’d always been more forward than I was. “Okay. We can all get ass naked now,” he said, leaping out of bed.

  Idris was only wearing trousers and was out of them in seconds. I’d taken to just wearing them too because I was getting used to it here. I slipped mine off my hips and hoped my erection didn’t offend Frankie. Her eyes kept darting from my cock to Idris’. She licked her lips and sighed.

  “Should we get into bed?” she asked.

  Idris came up behind her and started kissing her neck. She groaned and rested her head against his shoulder.

  “Not just yet. Get over here, Oprix.”

  She was perfect. Where to touch her? I wanted to kiss her. I started kissing her cheeks until her head snapped up. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in for a passionate kiss. I let out this little strangled growl when her small hand trailed down my chest and wrapped around my cock. Her other hand was behind her working Idris. He was letting out these little feral growls, and I could tell he was biting her.

  She started pumping my cock, and I needed to taste her. I lowered my head and captured a nipple in my mouth. I cupped her other breast with my hand and brushed her nipple with my thumb. Frankie moaned and squeezed my cock. We were practically holding her up. She was this little melty pile of green between us.

  She was suddenly ripped out of my arms when Idris swooped her up and carried her to bed.

  “I have an idea. Oprix, lay on the bed.”

  I had no idea where he was going with this, but I laid down. Idris gently set Frankie down next to me, but he didn’t join us.

  “I want Francesca to take Oprix in her mouth while I work her with my tongue. Are you okay with that, Francesca?”

  She didn’t answer. She practically pounced on my cock and took it down the back of her throat. I was shocked she didn’t gag. As for me, I must have jumped fifty feet in the air and said every swear word my mother would have boxed my ears for. Just before I closed my eyes, I saw Idris slide under her to taste her.

  Frankie started swirling the head of my cock with her tongue, and the look on her face was sheer bliss. I’m sure the look on my face was too. If I could see Idris, I was sure he was happy too. I have no idea what Idris did to her, but Frankie just went wild.

  All I could do was tangle my hands in her hair and hang on for dear life as she bobbed her head on my cock and shrieked as Idris worked her between her legs. The only sounds in the room were Frankie’s cries, my moans, and Idris’ growls.

  I was so close. I didn’t know if she knew what happened when a man came, and I didn’t know if I had her permission.

  “Frankie, I’m going to—”

  She cut me off by giving my balls a squeeze. That was it for me. I saw stars as I came. My entire body tensed as I exploded, then I felt like I had melted into a pool of warm water. Frankie let go of me when I started to soften and buried her face in my stomach as Idris continued to work her.

  She reached up and grabbed my hand. I knew when she came. I would have known without her cries changing. She squeezed my hand so hard it hurt before she collapsed on my chest.

  Idris just sat back on his heels with this shit-eating grin on his face. “That was totally worth the wait.”

  Chapter 50

  Frankie

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  hings were so fucked up, but they weren’t. Locasta was probably trying to free the Fisher King, but we had her friend Mombi, and we had Ozma now. Locasta had a trained army, and we didn’t. Ozma couldn’t take care of that until people knew who she was. She was pretending to be Glinda’s niece right now. She couldn’t start commanding armies until she took her rightful place as the heir to the Oz throne.

  I was closer to Oprix and Idris now. After our little naked night together, I loved them even more. I had no idea how I was supposed to choose when we had sex for the first time, and now, I really wanted to have sex. We stayed up most of the night exploring each other’s bodies. We tasted each other, touched each other, and kissed each other. It was amazing, and I couldn’t help but think I’d be missing all this if it weren’t for Saffron kicking my ass to admit I was in love with them.

  We could openly admit we were friends with Dorothy now. I still didn’t believe Glinda that she was related to that Fisher King. It was still just a theory. Ozma pretty much reamed Glinda when she admitted she told everyone that theory because she knew the Munchkins would turn on Dorothy, and she hoped it would push Dorothy and me closer together. I mean, it worked, but seriously? She could have found some way to do that without psychologically torturing Dorothy.

  I actually liked Dorothy. Now that she wasn’t being shy or crying, she could be funny when she wanted to be. She had been a huge help breaking the spell on Ozma. I hadn’t forgotten that and neither had Ozma. While Dorothy and I could call ourselves friends now, it was Ozma and Dorothy who had really become besties. Ozma insisted she was going to find a way for Dorothy to get home.

  It wasn’t really safe, but Ozma insisted Emerald City Academy wasn’t the right place for Dorothy to be. Ozma left with the Emerald City Army and a few of Dorothy’s old friends to take care of a few things the heir of Oz should handle and she took Dorothy because she thought they might find a way to get her home.

  As for us, Saffron and I still needed to complete our training. I was pissed at Daxar. Or Glinda. I couldn’t tell who yet because I didn’t have anyone to ask. All Glinda would tell me was that she had sent Daxar on a mission and to use what he had taught me so far to work on my training. He had just up and left without saying goodbye. I had no idea if she found out about us and sent him away, or he just lied to me and left. I was pretty butt hurt about it.

  He wasn’t anywhere with mirrors because I tried scrying to see where he was, and I couldn’t find him. Where the fuck was Daxar, and why didn’t he say goodbye when he left?

  Galen also hadn’t shown his face since we found Ozma. I could feel him. He wasn’t in the gardens with me while I tried to complete my training without Daxar, but he was nearby. He was probably hovering nearby on his staff, but he wasn’t coming over and talking to me like he always did.

  Had I done something wrong that both Daxar and Galen abandoned me? I wasn’t in a relationship with Galen, but I felt a connection to him. I kept getting this feeling Daxar was in danger, and Galen was just avoiding me.

  The entire time I’d been talking to Galen, I kept feeling like I could trust him, and I needed to protect him. Did he not trust me? I knew he was keeping things from me. He still hadn’t told me about his hair or his parents. I still didn’t know how he knew the things he did.

  I raised my sword to the moon, then put it in its sheath. That was usually when Galen would make himself known. I waited, and he didn’t. I wished he would come down and tell me why he was avoiding me. I didn’t call out to him. I’d never beg. He could talk to me when he was ready. I turned on my heels and went back inside.

  I would look in my mirror again for Daxar and check on Ozma and Dorothy if I could find them by a reflective surface.

  I had a bad feeling in my gut, and when I had those, something bad was usually about to go down.

  Chapter 51

  Galen

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  was such a coward. I’d stood up to my abusive parents and run away from them, but I couldn’t face Francesca and tell her about them. She knew most of the truth now, but she was missing pieces. She knew Locasta and Mombi were working together, but she thought it was to free the Fisher King. She didn’t know he could already come and go as he pleased.

  All Glinda knew about the Fisher King was what had been passed down through history. He was an abusive tyrant who only loved power. If you were in his favor, it was only because he could use you to get something. He never did anything unless he could gain something from it.

  I could have approached Francesca with a glamour hiding my hair and told her all this, but I wanted to join the fight against the Fisher King, and I wanted to do it as myself. The l
onger I watched her, the longer I loved her. I knew she loved others, but that was just the way of Sentinel women. I wanted her to love me, and I wanted her to trust me. I couldn’t do that lying to her from the start.

  I’d been hiding my hair all over Oz and Emerald City since I ran away from home, but I didn’t want to hide it from her too. I knew people were looking for me. I knew my mother was looking for me. My father probably considered me a lost cause and was just hoping someone would see my hair and kill me for him.

  I’d been avoiding her since she found Ozma. I couldn’t stay away, but I couldn’t approach her either. She’d have too many questions for me. I needed to warn her, but how?

  How was I supposed to tell her I knew the Fisher King was free without telling her the Fisher King was my father?

  Did you love Sentinels of Oz? Then you should read Fire and Brimstone by JB Trepagnier!

  What exactly did dear old mum get up to before I was born?

  I was supposed to be going to Harvard on a full ride. I've always been excellent at chemistry. Turns out my knack for chemicals was because my mum is a witch and a potions master. Did I mention she summoned a demon for a ritual and Lucifer himself came? Can I tell you how weird it is to go from card carrying atheist to finding out Satan is your dad? Harvard is out. My magic was bound when I was a baby. Apparently, now I'm going to Fortuna Conservatory instead because once I'm unbound, I can cause hell on earth. Something about being the princess of Hell.

  I'm engaged to be married to who I thought was my mother's cat and a boy from my high school I've nicknamed Cockblocker. Oh, he's actually a hellcat and I hate him. I'm trying to get out of it. My high school ex is a hellhound and he's at Fortuna with me. He's unusually interested in who my father is and would have known what I was when we were dating. In fact, there are two hellhound leaders here that are just a little too interested in dear old dad. I'm woefully behind in everything since I was raised as human. A green haired warlock has taken me under his wing to help me with magic. A vampire tutor was arranged for me by the woman who foretold my birth.

  All the answers about me came in a vision to the hellcat's mother, Lilith. She's the one moving pieces in the background. She's arranging marriages, choosing my classes, and putting people in my path. She's also avoiding giving us any answers.

  Can I navigate a magical school when I have no training, not kill this hellcat I'm engaged to, manage my crushes on the warlock and vampire, and still survive with two huge hellhounds sniffing around? Something big is happening. My birth wouldn't have been foretold if it wasn't. I need to unlock all of my gifts as half angel half witch because whatever is going on, I've only scratched the surface