My Bloodline (Featherstone Academy Series Book 1)

by KC Kean

  “Please Luna, I need a picture. I can’t promise it won’t go in the spank bank, but its purpose is to send to the guys and have them all jelly, because they hate my Susie. They call her a death trap, but look where she led me,” he gushes.

  Fuck it was a straight up no, until they called Susie a death trap. Instead I’m nodding my head in agreement to fuck with them.

  “For real?” he screeches.

  “I’m about to change my mind Oscar, what did I say about that mouth?”

  “Shit, I’ll shut up. I’m sorry.”

  Getting on with it before I do actually change my mind, I walk towards him and slip one arm out. Leaving me with my bikini and bare skin showing on one side and my leather on the other. I press myself against him, and his arm instantly goes around my waist.

  “Fuck baby girl.”

  “Take a selfie Oscar.”

  Standing with my bare side closer to the camera I raise my hand, wrapping my fingers around his throat and raise on my tip toes to lick his cheek as he smirks at the camera. I hold myself there for a few seconds then lean back, finding myself actually missing the contact.

  He grins down at me and shows me the phone and the picture he sent to a group chat.

  “Shit I’m biased but that’s a hot picture baby girl.”

  He pockets his phone and slowly drops the sleeve off my other arm. Leaving me standing with my suit hanging off my waist and my little blue bikini top on full display. His eyes are heating my skin from his attention.

  “Let’s get you a drink and some sunscreen before I hump you like a dog yeah?”

  He chuckles, as he adjusts himself and leads me inside.

  He makes quick work of grabbing a cooler and filling it with waters and snacks as well as grabbing blankets, towels, a windbreaker and sun cream. Whilst I take my leather off fully and slip an oversized t-shirt on over my swimwear. I try to grab something off him to help with the load, but he just swerves around me.

  I follow him down the steps and stop the second my feet touch the sand. Sinking my toes in, I close my eyes and lift my face to the sun. God I love this feeling. I let myself get lost for a minute, I just appreciate my surroundings and let all my problems fall away. When I open my eyes again, Oscar is standing closer to the water but he’s facing me, taking me in like he can’t look away.

  As I near him he starts laying the blankets down.

  “Can you not stare me down like that baby girl, I was just trying to embrace my surroundings, and you had to put me off with all that need in your eyes.”

  I falter until I see the grin on his face, and see he’s trying to make light of the fact it was actually him staring me down.

  “I’m sorry, I just couldn’t help it. All that man meat on display, my mind went into overdrive.”

  “You haven’t seen man meat yet. Now sit, whilst I set the windbreaker up, then I’ll take the unfortunate job of creaming your back,” he says with a wink.

  Doing as I’m told I sit down facing the water and relax into watching the waves. A light thump behind me catches my attention, and I see cushions stacked behind me. Damn this guy has beach skills for sure, I don’t think I’ve ever been this comfortable on the sand.

  Once I’ve applied the sunscreen he silently takes it from me and sits behind me. Legs alongside my own, I can feel his body heat and my body is at attention aware of his every slight move. He’s so gentle with his hands. I don’t think it’s because he sees me as delicate but because he knows what kind of affect it can have. He takes his time, wanting to drag the contact out for as long as possible, and I can’t seem to stop him.

  His hands move to his knees, but he stays seated. I shouldn’t be aroused just by his proximity to me. Deciding to drag out this sexual tension for a little longer I stand. Letting my hair down I shake it out, then bend in half at the waist, catching his eyes between my legs.

  “Last one to the water is a bitch,” I shout, before taking off.

  Fuck he brings out a fun side of me I didn’t even know I had.

  CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

  (Oscar)

  Fuck me, she is pure perfection.

  I could have sat with her bent in front of me with her ass in the air for all of eternity. Or with her sat between my legs like she was. It felt ... I don’t know. I don’t know how to place it, but I liked it. A lot.

  As much as my big mouth can get me into trouble with her, I can’t help wanting to tell her everything, and my mind doesn’t always process what I’m trying to say in the right way quick enough. I just catch verbal diarrhea around her.

  Whenever I’m not putting my foot in it, she gets my jokes or she’s laughing off my advances. No in between, no fakery, just pure raw emotion. She’s either happy with you or she’s not.

  Which is why I think she went off the rails so much at Wren the other day. The minute she stepped foot on Featherstone she stood her ground, refusing to let anyone push her around. Then she gets attacked and everyone’s suddenly telling her to play a game she has no interest in. Well, screw them for underestimating my girl. She’s a fucking Queen and I’ll have her back no matter what she does.

  This place isn’t as real as she is. It’s all dark and fucked up. I can see the darkness a little in her eyes too but only because it was placed there. Nothing she has said has been a lie or just some shit to tell you what you want to hear.

  Do you know how many girls have told us they’re all about sex and no commitment, then turn right around and start going bat shit crazy? Far too fucking many. Do you know how many girls have said the same thing and actually followed it up with actions to prove it? Just one, and she’s running towards the water playfully, wanting me to chase her. And you bet your damned ass I will, and I’ll even lose just to see her move.

  Whipping my t-shirt off I stroll towards the water, taking in every inch of her. She looks different with her hair down, all carefree and fun, with no stress weighing on her shoulders. She’s standing knee deep in the water letting the waves crash into her. This woman is addicting.

  I come up behind her and lightly graze my hands over her waist dragging my fingers against her stomach. I feel the shiver run through her and it runs straight to my dick, but she just made me a bitch for losing. So while she least expects it, I tighten my grip on her waist and lift her off the ground. The squeal that escapes her lets me know I definitely caught her off guard, and before she can whip out one of her brutal moves on me I throw her further into the water.

  She sinks under for just a moment then her face bobs just above the waves.

  “You’re trouble,” she calls, and I can’t help but grin.

  “You love it.”

  She doesn’t respond and I don’t expect her to either. I didn’t think it was possible for her to look sexier, but the wet look suits her. When I near her she splashes water at me out of nowhere and stuns me, I didn’t think I would get to see a playful side of her like this.

  Wanting to make the most of her letting her hair down, I drench her back. We relax and goof around in the water until we can’t take anymore. It feels amazing to not have to be serious for a while.

  It’s still just warm enough to be happy for the sun to dry you off so we sit and devour the snacks I threw in the cooler. I lay back enjoying the windbreaker and the privacy it offers us, not that there are many people around this part of the beach, but it feels like we’re in a bubble.

  Checking my phone, I’ve missed numerous messages off of all of the guys and I can’t help but smirk, jealous fuckers. Luna catches my grin and raises an eyebrow at me, she doesn’t even ask but I show her anyway. Below the picture we sent, the guys have been going crazy.

  Roman: Where the fuck are you?

  Parker: Is it normal to be jealous of your cheek?

  Kai: Fuck.

  Roman: Where

  Roman: Are

  Roman: You?

  Parker: Is it normal to be jealous of a motorcycle?

  Roman: I swear to god Oscar!!!

/>   Kai: Roman we all know you’re acquainted with her. Leave him alone.

  Roman: Fuck off Kai. Oscar you better not let your mouth make her mad I swear!

  Kai: Green is not your color my friend.

  Parker: Okay, it’s official I’m jealous of Oscar. Oscar! Who knew?

  Parker: It saddens me to admit this. Send help, or Luna. Preferably Luna!

  The laugh she releases is infectious.

  “You guys are crazy, and I think your group chat just scarred me,” she manages when she catches her breath.

  “Best have another selfie, you know, so they don’t worry.”

  I’m going for the innocent look, but I know it’s not working, yet she still entertains me.

  This time I take a picture of us both squished in, hair slicked back, smiling wide at the camera. This picture is happiness. Joy, that’s the feeling I’ve been struggling with since we got here. Joy. Fuck I like it.

  I keep the phone held between us waiting for their responses, and we don’t have to wait long.

  Kai: How beautiful. Not you asshole. She is incredibly beautiful with that smile on her face.

  Roman: You better make sure she stays smiling like that or it’s all your fault.

  Roman: Don’t think I haven’t figured out where you are.

  Parker: Wow. Why did you have to stand so close I can’t crop you out of the picture!

  She smiles and rolls her eyes at their antics, while I respond.

  Oscar: You can fuck off, she’s mine right now. Don’t make me keep her.

  She steps back and leaves me to banter with them. As she lays back on the cushions I take more notice of the tattoo on her ribs.

  Holy shit, that’s …

  “Fuck you and Parker have the same tattoo huh?”

  Her eyes go wide, and she looks panicked.

  “He chose it out of my portfolio, whilst I was setting up. I showed him that I had it and that seemed to make him even more determined.”

  “Calm down baby girl. No need to explain, but do I get matching too?”

  She can’t tell if I’m joking or not, and secretly, neither can I.

  “What do your tattoos mean?” I ask.

  She looks me over, all coy.

  “You have to tell me about yours first.”

  “I can do that, no problem.”

  Stretching out my left arm which is covered in a tattoo sleeve.

  “Every single tattoo on here represents a video game. Pacman, Crash Bandicoot, Sonic. They’re all games I played as a child before I found out about the real world I was living in. This is a permanent memory of when I was truly happy and allowed to be myself, before all the obligations came.”

  Pointing to my chest, “This is my only other tattoo, and it is my bloodline symbol.”

  It’s a Celtic symbol that every heir to the bloodline has had to get over the years. I hate it.

  “So, now you show me yours.”

  “You’ve seen my feather. Not many people know that a feather can represent strength. It’s underestimated, like me,” she whispers, making me itch to touch it.

  She flips over showing me her back. Lifting her hair off her neck I see three arrows and an upside-down crescent moon.

  “This is the symbol for Diana, Goddess of the hunt. I actually didn’t choose it, Rafe did, and with you saying you have a bloodline symbol it does make me wonder,” she sighs.

  I trail my eyes down her spine where she has five symbols trailing down delicately.

  “And the symbols are a saying an old friend would say all the time. Then she left and I got this to remember her.”

  I can tell she doesn’t want to explain further so I don’t push.

  Instead I lay down beside her and she turns so we are facing each other. I could get lost in her eyes. Which blows my mind, I’m usually good for getting lost in pussy then bowing out, but there is something about her that makes me feel more.

  Today was everything I didn’t know I needed. By chance I was exactly where I was meant to be. Now, I didn’t want to push and end up in trouble, but I wanted her so bad.

  As if sensing my thoughts, she props herself up on her elbow and glances down at me. She doesn’t say a word, she just stares into my eyes as she lifts her hand to trace my lips. Girls never make the first move, and that’s my rookie mistake because she’s clearly all woman. She nudges me on to my back and eases herself on to my lap.

  Fuck.

  I like her there. Teasing my hands up her thighs slowly, I watch them trail up her body. When I come to rest my hands on her hips I stretch my fingers out, trying to touch as much skin as possible. Her skin is fire against mine.

  Her hands trace my shoulders as she lifts my face to meet hers. Her tongue swipes out tasting my bottom lip. That’s hot as hell. Taking and teasing however she wants. The only thing Roman told me when they both stumbled out of that car the other day was she took.

  She took what she wanted from him and he’d let her do it again. Now she sits before me ready to do the same, but there has to be an agreement first before I lose myself in her touch.

  “Baby girl, make your decision carefully. If you take charge here, now, there will be a round two before we leave and then whatever I say goes. Either way, before we leave, we’ll have both submitted a little,” I breathe out, bare millimeters away from her lips.

  She pushes down on my erection and her pussy feels like lava, even through all the material between us.

  “So, what you’re saying is we have to compromise?” she asks, and I nod in response.

  The grin that takes over her face tells me she likes this push and pull between us.

  “If that’s the case, who’s turn will it be when we need to shower off?” she purrs, and I’ve reached my limit.

  I can’t hold back any longer. Flipping us over she’s under me in seconds, her legs wrapped around me and my dick nestled perfectly in between her legs.

  Neither of us speak now. The time for that is over. I crush my mouth to hers, trying to consume each other, fighting for control. It’s hot as fuck. I pin her hands above her head as I use my other hand to untie the strings on her bikini top, slowly, wanting to drag this out forever. As she fights against my hold to free her hands, I finally let her nipples come into view. Piercings? Roman didn’t warn me about these.

  Fuck. I might come in my pants like a horny teenager.

  I need them in my mouth. I need two mouths so they can both have my attention. Shit that gives me a vision of me inside her pussy whilst the guys take care of her nipples. Fuck. We’ve never really shared someone like that. We’ve let a girl go round and give us all blow jobs in the same room, but she makes me want to give her more.

  Diving down I take her nipple in my mouth swirling my tongue, forcing a moan past her lips. I switch to the other as my free hand finds the string to her bottoms. I want her naked, in the open. Free for me to explore and I love the adrenaline from the prospect of being watched.

  As I pull away her bikini bottoms, I release her hands so I can sit back and take all of her in. She is a beautiful sight. My eyes don’t really know where to focus on more. She likes me looking, and it seems she has a show for me. She cups her breasts, running her thumbs over her peaks giving me little moans. I stand and drop my shorts wanting nothing between us.

  Her eyes fall to my cock and go wide when she takes in my Prince Albert. Her hand trails down over her stomach heading straight for my prize and I’m mesmerized by her movements. Her fingertip touches her clit and she shivers, swiping down to her entrance, and dragging moisture up to circle around her clit, eliciting little cries of pleasure.

  I can’t help but pull on my dick at her little show, she’s fucking stunning.

  “I can’t decide if I want you in my mouth or your mouth on me right now,” she whispers.

  “There’s a special number for that baby girl,” I respond.

  The lust in her eyes tells me she’s involved, then she rises to her knees joining our lips. I slow
ly sink down and lay on my back, trying not to break our connection. She trails kisses down my body until her lips are hovering over the tip of my cock, blowing lightly and I barely contain my moan. Licking from the tip to the base I hum in pleasure. Just a tease, then she’s raising above me and lowering that sweet pussy to my face.

  She is a literal dream.

  My mouth instantly comes into contact with her core, my hands gripping her ass cheeks and pushing her into my face, as she takes me into her mouth.

  This is heaven.

  Holy shit.

  She rides my face, using my tongue, as she takes me deeper and deeper. Dropping a hand back, I spear her with my fingers as my tongue circles her clit. Her movements become erratic and I know she’s close, so I maintain the exact tempo I’ve got going and in moments, she’s releasing me from her mouth as she cries out in ecstasy coming all over my face.

  Still on her hands and knees, I lift her hips so I can come out from under her. Placing myself behind her I tighten my grip on her hips. Glancing behind me I look for the blue cushion, I quickly unzip it and search my hand inside, pulling out the rubber I stored in there.

  “You did not just pull a condom from that cushion.”

  I turn to see an exasperated look on Luna’s face at my antics, I just wink as I roll it on and position myself at her entrance.

  “Aren’t you glad I did,” I tease as I stroke myself against her folds.

  “God, yeah,” she moans in response.

  Then I slam in all the way home.

  Fuck.

  I have to hold for a minute to give us both a second. Tightening my grip on her hips I slowly pull out and slam back inside. I can’t tell whose grunts are who’s right now, I just know we are lost in bliss together. I don’t speed up, wanting to drag this out. I cover her body with mine, wrapping myself around her, gripping her tits as I rut into her like a beast.

  I need more, and I need her to come again before I do, so I lean back bringing her with me. Looking out over her shoulder I see a couple far out in the water taking us in.

  “Baby girl seems we’ve got an audience, why don’t you cup those titties of yours whilst I ravage you, show them what we’re rocking, ey?”