Page 2 of Zodiac Beasts

These already ridiculous thoughts of Lila being anything more than a friend were interrupted by the realization that Marcus Emery, of all people, was among her mates.

It’s too early for a migraine.

But never too early to throw up in my mouth.

“You’re not giving me much faith in this relationship of yours, son of mine.” Mother had a way of flooring me with that disapproving glare of hers. “Unless you’re going to give me her family name, species, and set up a meeting, then you will not be skipping your obligations to the family. So I’m going to give you two options: You can either bring her to dinner and introduce me, or you can go to the matchmaker and find someone worthy of your lineage.”

I sighed loudly and unapologetically, but I knew she wasn’t going to back off on this.

“I’ll go change.” I said in defeated finality.

She tipped her chin in a stern nod, and I accepted the black coat. What’s one more day of being pushed around by Alphas.

Chapter 2

One might think that fucking the ridges of a stone fountain would leave a mark. One also might think that getting railed by two monsters with ram horns would exacerbate the problem. Yet, as I stirred from a night’s rest in the familiar comfort of my dorm room bed, my whole body was still tingling with power and contentedness, far removed from anything resembling pain.

That was to be expected when demon cum healed your body, apparently. Which tracked, if I thought back to that time an Incubus Capricorn clawed at me as he took my virginity on his oversized goat dick. Although the blood loss after a vampire saw fit to feed on me every time he got a little bit turned on was less healing.

Marcus was death and Adrian was life, which was ironic considering I’d also say Marcus was sunshine where Adrian was an angry storm. They were so completely opposite that they balanced each other perfectly.

I couldn’t actually discern which combination of traits I preferred though, and I wasn’t particularly proud of myself for that.

Both of them were bad for me, that was for damn sure, and yet, I kind of liked that too. The trouble with spending my whole life being so good and proper, while everyone else was out having fun and enjoying sex and love and stomach butterflies, was that the moment I finally got my turn, I went straight from virgin to slut without any ability to regulate the amount of filth and depravity I welcomed in the door. I opened the floodgates to fill a bathtub, and now we were all wet and drowning.

With a tired sigh, I felt around for my phone on my nightstand, which was plugged in beside my glasses as it always was after a full moon night. I put on those glasses that were impressively clean and unblemished—more so than they were on a normal day, honestly—and I blinked my dry eyes into focus.

I was going to have to ask which one of them was always so courteous, though I could pretty easily venture a guess, considering one of them knew where my dorm room was, and the other did not.

Also based on the fact that one of them once left me naked in a public eating area, and the other has thrice now tucked me in to my own bed, but that was another tale for another time.

I unlocked my phone, and my whole face blanched at the open text box still so prominent on the screen.

Or more significantly, the video thumbnail of my bare tits and a stone dragon spike in my cooter, with the words ‘seen at 10:13 PM’ underneath. While that would have been damning and horrifying on a normal day, I had to start casually contemplating whether or not I truly wanted to continue living when I noticed the name Adrian Karras at the top of the chat.

Unsend wasn’t an option. Because he’d already seen the message. Because I literally sent MY FUCKING PHYSICS PROFESSOR a video of me pleasuring myself in the school courtyard on a giant dragon statue, because my Virgo moon hormones thought that would be a hilarious catastrophe for me to deal with in the morning.

I laughed out loud at my own dark humor; it was a distant and psychotic sound. If not for the fact that I was alone in a small space, I might not have believed that uncomfortable pitch echoing through the room, resembling something between regret and denial, was coming from me.

I thought I was texting that to Marcus. Not that that was tremendously better. Clearly it was difficult to pay attention to the fine details of your own self destruction while in the throes of fucking a dragon. A tale as old as time.

It was a good thing I had so much leverage over Adrian after the virginity debacle. I wasn’t the type of girl to stoop to blackmail, but I also wasn’t NOT the type either. It was fine, really. It’s not like Professor Karras was going to walk into the administration office with my moans on loud speaker, while placing himself at the scene of the destroyed ancient statue in the courtyard. My pussy might be powerful, but it wasn’t the thing that crushed that stone monster into rubble.

It would be funny if they wrote that on my expulsion papers though.

Focus, Lila. This is serious.

I inhaled deeply, then exhaled slowly.

Right, well, that explained how Adrian had known where to find me last night. Though I didn’t know what triggered his transformation, so I couldn’t say if he was coming to save me from myself, or if he was there because…

Nope, not going to think about it. Extremely not even going to imagine that he might have watched that video from end to end and liked it. I would absolutely not let my mind ponder the possibility that he did anything other than delete the video immediately in shock and horror, then storm over to discipline me and lock me back in my dorm room. There was no other possibility.

I hit play, just so I could fully understand the extent of the social nuke I’d dropped.

I had to admit, my boobs looked pretty good all wet and shiny in the moonlight. High angles were definitely my thing.

Not the point.