by Callie Rose
“Better?” he asked, his voice rough.
“Yes. Now move. Fuck me hard,” I gasped, blurting out my demands on sharp breaths.
“But you said you wanted to spend the entire time with me buried inside you.”
His tone was teasing, and as he spoke, he ground his hips against my ass, pressing in a fraction of an inch deeper, as deep as he could possibly get.
“You know what I fucking meant,” I groaned. “I want you buried all the way inside me half the time.”
“That’s not what I heard.”
Keeping me pinned to him with one hand, he let the other roam, sliding up my spine and around to palm my breasts and play with my nipples. I moaned, throwing my head back and undulating my hips, getting at least a little of the friction I was so badly craving.
He pulled me tighter to him again, and as he did, the hand that had been massaging my breast slipped down to find my clit, teasing and rubbing the little bundle of nerves. His other hand moved over my ass again, sliding between my cheeks, and when I felt his thumb breach the tight ring of muscles, I let out a loud, needy cry.
Oh, God.
I had been craving a hard fuck, but maybe I’d been wrong. The feel of his thumb in my ass and his cock shoved as deep inside my pussy as it would go while his fingers danced over my clit was pushing me toward the edge already. The lack of friction was making my body desperate and needy, and every single fraction of movement felt fucking incredible.
I swirled my hips a little, pressing back even harder against Xero as he fucked my ass with his thumb, doing what I’d begged him to do with his cock earlier.
When my muscles were stretched out and relaxed enough, he switched to two fingers instead, and when he picked up the pace on my clit, rubbing in hot, demanding circles, I writhed in his arms as I came hard, my body convulsing as I clawed at the glass, my walls clenching around him so tightly that he grunted.
“Fuck, Piper. You’re gonna make me fucking come.”
I didn’t stop though. I couldn’t have even if I’d wanted to, and I didn’t want to. Turnabout was fair play, and he’d teased the fuck out of me. He had earned this.
So I kept squeezing him, using the thick cock buried inside me to get myself off again, to keep the first orgasm rolling into a second one. And when I came for the second time, I felt him lose it right after me, his cock jerking and swelling as he lashed my insides with his cum.
He withdrew his fingers from my ass and gripped me tight, wrapping his arms around me as we both came down from the high.
“Holy fuck,” I panted. “Okay, maybe I’m not mad at you anymore.”
“You shouldn’t be,” he joked, his voice rumbling against my back. “I was just trying to give the woman I love what she wants.”
His words melted my heart. It’d been months since he’d first told me he loved me, but it still got me every time. It was like an instantaneous aphrodisiac for me, and even though he’d just come hard inside me, I wanted more.
“Besides,” Xero murmured, his hands coming down to grip my hips again. “By my count, we’ve still got at least ten minutes left. And if we’re a little late, so the fuck what?”
“Ten minutes.” I pressed against the glass wall to look over my shoulder at him, tugging my bottom lip between my teeth. “There’s a whole lot we can do in ten minutes.”
“Yes. There is.”
He drew his cock out slowly, fighting the tight grip of my inner walls as I clung to him. Then, without another word, he drove back into me, the movement so hard and sharp that it pulled a guttural groan from me.
He fucked me hard and deep, pounding into me over and over again until nothing but the soft hiss of the shower, our ragged breaths, and the sound of wet skin slapping together filled the small room.
When I finally came on a scream, I had no idea if we’d been fucking for minutes or hours. My entire universe had narrowed down to the connection between our bodies, and when he came inside me again, my sated, worn out body almost collapsed.
Wrapping his arms around me to keep me from going down in a heap, he stumbled backward a few steps before sinking down onto the small tiled bench seat that ran along one wall of the shower. He settled me on his lap, my legs splayed over his larger ones and his cock still buried inside me. I looked down my body to where he impaled me and saw little rivulets of cum sliding out to be washed away by the water from the shower.
Xero’s thick, blunt fingers slid down my stomach to play with my clit again, and I watched them slide around the place where my pussy lips wrapped around his cock. We both shivered, and when his fingers moved back up, he worked lazy circles around my sensitive clit as he kissed my neck and earlobe.
“We’re definitely gonna be late now,” I muttered.
“Don’t care,” he muttered back.
I grinned, resting against him and holding onto his thick forearm, feeling the play of muscles underneath my hand as his fingers moved in a rhythmic pattern.
He made me come with his fingers one more time, still buried deep inside me, and I loved that he had found a way to give me my wish.
When we finally stood back up, my knees were shaky with spent pleasure, and energy buzzed through my veins.
“If the others are mad about us being late, I’ll just tell them I was powering you up,” he told me with a grin as we toweled off. “Besides, I heard you and Jayce and Kingston this morning. And you and Kai last night. They’ve got no room to bitch.”
I smiled dreamily at the pleasant memories, then smacked him on his firm, well-shaped ass. “It’s a miracle I ever get anywhere on time with you four around.”
He smirked at me. “Actually, you don’t.”
“All right, that’s it. Shoo! I gotta get dressed.”
He hauled me to him for one more blistering kiss, then wrapped the towel around his waist and strolled from the room.
Still grinning like an idiot, I wiped off the condensation on the mirror and finished getting dressed.
My four soulmates and I had spent the past three months learning the ropes of our new job. I was glad we still got to live on earth, but—as weird as it felt to say—the underworld was growing on me. For every horrible, deadly part, there was something breathtaking and beautiful about it. It was a harsh, often somewhat desolate beauty, sure, but it was a part of me in a way I was finally beginning to embrace.
No evil overlord had risen up to take the place that Gavriel had left empty—yet. But we were setting up a communication network so that word could be spread quickly if there were rumblings of another despot wanting to take over.
But today… today was a special mission.
It’d taken weeks of begging, cajoling, and mild threats on my part, but Director Price had finally agreed to it.
Today, we were going to bring Michael topside to visit his family.
A little thrill of excitement went through me at the prospect. I hadn’t had much family to speak of when I’d been turned, so there was no one to leave behind. But my men had become my family, and the idea of being separated from them hurt so much I couldn’t even bear to think of it.
If Michael loved his family anywhere near as much as I loved my four soulmates, he deserved the chance to see them. To spend time with his grandchildren.
And really. A werewolf grandpa? What could be fucking cooler than that?
There was a pep in my step when I opened the bathroom door and headed to the living room. When we were on earth, the guys and I shared a house in Seattle, in a much nicer neighborhood than my old one. We were in the process of building a house in the underworld too, with both Michael and Vee’s help.
Although I loved spending time on earth, and I especially loved the access to amenities like hot showers, I felt more and more comfortable in the underworld these days. And not in an I’m turning evil way either. That myth was finally being dispelled amongst the Custodians, although the Envoy division was still whispered about by some people who clung to the old ways.
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p; Whatever. Let them talk. Director Price trusts us, and we’re doing something worthwhile. Something important.
Familiar deep voices greeted me as I headed down the hallway to the living room, and I found my four men all waiting for me near the front door.
“Ready to go, gorgeous?” Jayce pulled me in for a kiss, then planted a little peck on my nose before releasing me.
“Yeah. More than ready.”
“This is a good thing you did, Pipes. Setting this visit up for Michael,” Kai said softly as he took my hand. He didn’t have much family outside of our little unit either, but from the look in his eyes, I knew he was thinking the same thing I just had.
“Thanks.”
“It really is. Hopefully they’ll take it better than my parents did,” Kingston added with a roll of his eyes.
Since his parents had witnessed our fight against the fallen that had invaded their mansion, there hadn’t been a lot of point in trying to convince them the supernatural was all a myth. It’d taken them a while to come around to the idea that their son was now a dragon, but they were getting there.
Clipboard was furious about the idea of letting any humans know we existed, but as far as I was concerned, we were entering a whole new era. Hannah hadn’t been kidding about making changes from the inside, and although she was still a new recruit with the Custodians, she was already making waves. Clipboard could get on board, or he could get left behind at the station. Either option was fine by me.
My men and I gripped each other’s hands tightly, concentrating on our destination, and a moment later, a portal opened up and sucked us in.
Warm air wafted over me, and a harpy called in the distance.
I blinked my eyes open to take in the landscape that had once seemed to hold nothing but danger and terror. Maybe it had changed, or maybe I had. But it certainly didn’t seem as threatening as it once had.
I had friends here now.
I had a purpose.
And that made everything different.
As if he’d read my thoughts, Kai gave my hand a little squeeze as our circle broke apart.
“Welcome home, Piper.”
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Thank you so much for reading the Fallen University series! If you like paranormal romance, check out my upcoming reverse harem shifter series, Claimed by Wolves. Turn the page to check out the cover and blurb…
Wolf shifters are real. And three alphas have claimed me as their mate.
For years, I've been kept prisoner by my uncle, hidden like a piece of trash in the basement of his house. Beaten, broken, and neglected, hated by him for reasons I can't even understand.
But one night on the back roads of rural Montana, I see a chance for escape.
And I take it.
I run.
...straight into the arms of a naked man.
No. Not a man. A wolf.
Ridge, the man with dark hair and honey-colored eyes, is the alpha of the North Pack. I can hardly believe shifters are real, but how can I deny it when I've seen him transform with my own eyes?
I don't trust him. I don't trust anyone. Still, that doesn't change the overwhelming pull I feel toward him. And when the alphas of the East and West Packs step forward and claim me as their mate too, I feel that same desperate urge to claim them back.
But the part that scares me most?
There's only one reason all three of them could form a mate bond with me.
I'm a wolf shifter too.
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Books by Callie Rose
Boys of Oak Park Prep
Savage Royals
Defiant Princess
Broken Empire
Kings of Linwood Academy
The Help
The Lie
The Risk
Fallen University
Year One
Year Two
Year Three
Ruthless Games
Sweet Obsession
Sweet Retribution
Sweet Salvation
Hate the Game (standalone)
