Summoner 4

by Eric Vall

  My eyes went wide as he elaborated. “What kind of mission?”

  “I wouldn’t know,” he responded smugly. “I passed my exams.”

  Despite the somewhat cold answer, I was proud of Varleth. He’d really earned it in there.

  “Congrats, man!” I cheered, and we bumped fists.

  “What about you?” he asked, even though he could clearly see the outcome himself.

  I was still not ready to look. Why was I so nervous?

  “I think I’ll wait a bit longer before I look,” I told him.

  “Suit yourself.” Varleth shrugged and left my side. “I’ll catch you later.”

  “Yeah, see you,” I called back. I shoved my hands in my pants pockets and stared down at the stone floor. I was alone again, but not for long.

  I heard Nia’s boots come down the hallway before I saw her. As she stepped up to me, she brushed shoulders with me and then looked around to see if anyone was watching. When she deemed it safe, she laid her head on my shoulder.

  “So, what’s the verdict?” she asked.

  “I don’t know,” I answered as I shook my head and chuckled dryly. “I guess I’m too nervous to know. What about you?”

  Nia shrugged. “Superiors across the board.”

  I gawked. “That’s amazing, Nia!”

  She blushed a little, and I could tell she wanted to downplay her achievements, but settled for a humble, “Thank you.”

  We were quiet for a moment. I figured Nia was expecting me to tell her my grade, but I couldn’t. How was I able to face the most ferocious monsters without a second thought, but I was terrified of how my grades would look?

  To my surprise, Nia giggled. She lifted her shoulder and moved around to my front. “Would it be easier if I told you?”

  I lifted my eyes to meet hers, and I suddenly felt a little more at ease. Her smile did amazing things to me and even made me feel like I had a place here after all even if my grades might not reflect that in a few seconds.

  She stepped close to me, nearly flush, and her lips barely brushed mine.

  “Close your eyes,” Nia whispered, and I quietly obeyed. She turned away from me again, I assumed to look for my name so she could tell me the results. When she turned around again, she kissed me full on the lips, and I sagged as I gave in to her.

  “Congratulations, Gryff,” she whispered against me, and I felt her grin.

  “I passed?” I asked, my eyes still shut. I could feel the giddiness rise up in the pit of my stomach.

  Nia’s laugh told me everything I needed to know. “Yes, you passed. More than that, you got a full slate of E’s. Congratulations!”

  My tension and nerves dissolved into excitement, and I laughed as I opened my eyes. Nia’s smile reflected an abundance of joy and adoration. I wanted nothing more than to capture her face at that moment. She looked absolutely gorgeous.

  I was really going to miss her.

  “We should celebrate,” Nia suggested, and of course, I had assumed that meant with everyone. It wasn’t until I saw her look me up and down and bite her lip in that needy way that I caught her drift, and I found myself smirking.

  “Oh. Well, lead the way.” I let her take my hand, and she led me down several hallways, none of which I recognized. I had expected her to lead me back to her room, but instead, she stopped at the end of a dark hallway, not unlike the one where Arwyn had stationed the science lab. We both checked to make sure we weren’t followed before she opened the wooden door.

  The first thing I noticed was that this was definitely not a classroom. The second we stepped in, we were surrounded by old weaponry, swords, guns, shields, and even staves. I’d have to keep this place stored in the back of my mind. It might come in handy someday.

  By the time I had taken that in, Nia had locked the door behind us and was taking her shirt off, and I subconsciously licked my lips. Her breasts bounced as she sauntered toward me, and I found myself backed up against a storage bench. I somehow found it fitting that we would do something like this here as though it were some kind of symbolism that we were fighters and defenders. We made one another stronger.

  “How romantic,” I commented when she got closer, and I pulled her close for a short, sweet kiss. “You just have access to this sort of stuff?”

  “Not quite.” She giggled, and she jingled a set of iron-wrought keys from her finger. The name on the ring read ‘G. Kenefick.’

  I smirked and ran my palms over her nipples. “Layla’s been a bad influence on you.”

  Nia’s breath caught, and she dropped the keys to the floor as she wrapped her arms around my neck. “You like it.”

  “I like you,” I teased and dragged my lips along her neck. She melted into me and became a puddle in my arms, touch-starved and willing.

  I stepped forward with her still in my arms, and I swapped our positions so that her ass was pressed to the bench. With expert fingers, I traced along the inside of her thigh and up her skirt. I was delighted to find how ready she was so soon.

  “You’ve certainly been wanting this for a while,” I whispered in her ear.

  “I’ve missed you,” she moaned, and I felt her legs tremble with anticipation beneath my fingertips. Just the slightest brush over her panties and her hips lurched.

  “I’m sorry I’ve kept you waiting for so long,” I apologized, and I pressed my fingers harder against her. She ground against them, desperate for more. As much as I would have loved to drag this out, it was clear that she had had enough of waiting, and I wasn’t going to deny her what she wanted.

  “You should be,” Nia purred and kissed me hard before she pushed my hand away. She turned so that her ass was now pressed to my groin, and she lifted her skirt. It was admittedly a spectacular view, and if my pants weren’t already tight, they would most certainly be now.

  I cupped her cheeks in my hands and spread her opening teasingly. I know I had promised not to make her wait, but I wanted to appreciate her body the way it deserved to be treated. Every curve of her flawless ivory skin begged to be touched, kissed, and I wanted to lose myself in Nia Kenefick for as long as I could.

  “Gryff, please…” Nia gazed at me from over her shoulder. Her ashen hair had fallen in her eyes, and her lips were swollen with kisses as she pouted.

  My eyes fell back to her ass, and I hooked a finger around the back of her sheer black panties, then I pulled them aside and exposed her. Nia really was the most beautiful girl I’d ever met.

  She gasped when I spun her around, and then I grabbed her ass and set her on top of the desk. Our lips met again with savage intensity, and her fingers traced around the bulge in my pants.

  I was quick to free myself from the confines of my pants, and I rubbed my tip over the wet lips of her entrance teasingly. It was very soon not enough, and even though I had wanted to, I couldn’t wait anymore, and I wasn’t going to make her beg for it.

  I slid myself inside of her, and we both moaned at the feeling of being joined again. Her eyes stared into mine, and then we kissed deeply before I began to slide in and out of her. Every thrust, every grasp for purchase, and every staggered breath was filled to the brim with passion, and the sound of my shaft penetrating her wet tunnel permeated in the room amidst the iron and rust. Her cheeks rippled, and her breasts bounced each time my hips connected with her, and she rode back, desperate for more friction until I felt her tighten around me.

  “Gryffffff,” she groaned as her body began to spasm, and I pushed myself to my hilt as her walls clenched around me and her legs shook.

  “You liked that,” I whispered in her ear a few moments after she had come down from her climax.

  “Yessss,” she purred, and then she gasped when I slid myself out of her.

  My right hand gripped the elegant curve of her hip, and my left hand grabbed the base of my cock so that I could guide myself back into her again. I almost didn’t need to worry about the effort though, since she was dripping wet, and my member easily found its home ba
ck inside of her.

  Nia moaned louder as I slowly increased my tempo, and she turned to look back over her bare shoulder while our bodies collided. Her beautiful eyes were narrowed and her mouth opened in an expression of sweet agony, and I released one of my hands from her hip so that I could slide my fingers up her spine and then reach for her mouth.

  She took my fingers between her lips, closed her eyes, and then began to suck. The feeling of her wrapped around me in two places was almost too much to handle, and I slowed the pace so that I could enjoy our union.

  Suddenly, Nia’s eyes flared open, and I felt her body began to clench my erection urgently. She moaned around my finger when her climax hit her, and I felt my own willpower erode when she began to buck against me. Her tightness was just too much, and her body seemed to be clenching me in an effort to milk my sperm.

  “Nia,” I panted.

  “Come in me, Gryff,” she groaned. “Fill me. Please. I need it.”

  Her words finally broke my will power, and she whined when she felt my seed pour into her womb.

  I held her close as we came down and showered her bare neck and back in soft, sweet kisses. A sheen of sweat glistened along her hairline, and it made her skin shimmer in the dim lighting of the closet.

  “We should get back,” I whispered, though I was reluctant to let her go.

  Nia nodded, but she was also hesitant to leave my warm embrace. Eventually, we did pull apart and get dressed in silence. I helped her put her top back on, and when the coast was clear, we left the room together. I saw her to her room, and we parted ways while she packed for her time in Hartmire.

  I didn’t see her again until after dinner that evening. I figured she had a better meal waiting for her on the airship, or she was still packing, so I spent the time with Braden and Layla. It felt weird not having Nia at the table, though, and I think they felt it, too. Even though she didn’t start to sit with us until later in the year, she made up a dynamic part of our friend circle. The conversation seemed a little drier, and there was a lot less banter than usual.

  The three of us decided that we would see her off, and we waited for her at the carriage gates. She arrived with two men, I assumed they were butlers, who carried her luggage. While they loaded it onto the carriage, she stopped so we could say our farewells.

  “This is weird. I don’t like that you’re leaving.” Layla pouted, and she hugged Nia tightly.

  I was glad that the two of them got along so well. Layla might have had a penchant for mischief, but I think their influence on one another has been for the best. Besides, it was probably nice for the two of them to have another girl to talk to. I know that I would go crazy without being able to bounce things off Braden from time to time.

  “It’s only a few weeks,” Nia assured, “and I’ll write every day if you want.”

  “You better!” Layla laughed a little and stepped away.

  Nia turned to Braden, who picked her up and hugged her. Nia squeaked, and it was honestly the most adorable thing I think I’d ever heard come out of her mouth.

  “I’ll write to you, too,” she told Braden after he set her back on the ground.

  “Have a safe trip, Nia.” Braden smiled, and then he also stepped away.

  When Nia stepped in front of me, I found myself sighing. I pulled her close and wrapped my arms around her tightly.

  “You’ll come to visit, won’t you?” she asked.

  “Yeah, I’ll figure out a way,” I assured her, and I kissed the top of her head.

  She smiled and took a step back to look at the three of us. “Thank you for making this year the best I’ve ever had.”

  I chuckled, and we all grinned sheepishly.

  “Nia, it is time,” Nia’s father called to her.

  She nodded, and as she stepped through the gate and was about to get into the carriage, I ran after her. I didn’t know what possessed me to do it, but I stopped at the gate and called to her.

  “I’ll miss you!” I yelled.

  Nia stopped, then smiled brightly as she winked.

  “Until next time, farm boy. Don’t go off and be a hero while I’m gone.”

  “Don’t be a hero?” I snickered. “That sounds impossible.”

  The blonde woman rolled her eyes, and then she turned to walk away. I spent the next few moments watching her long legs and tight ass move toward the carriage. Then she turned and gave me a final small wave before she stepped inside.

  “Well,” I said to Layla and Braden once I had returned to them. “It’s only a few weeks. How many potential hero opportunities could I possibly have?”

  “Uhhh, Gryff, this is you we are talking about,” my big friend chuckled as he patted me on the shoulder. “I have a feeling that you are going to be doing a lot of hero stuff in the next few weeks.”

  “Yep,” Layla sighed as she stretched her hands over her head. “We’ll be lucky if something crazy doesn’t happen in the next few days. What will it be? Who knows, but I do know that I could go for an ale to celebrate us all passing our finals. You wanna go get one?”

  “That sounds great,” I said with a nod, and the three of us turned and made the trip into the city and toward the nearest tavern.

  End of book 4

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