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When I hear a low grunt, I turn my head to the side. Cia’s consort and husband are stroking themselves, timing their movements with my thrusts. I’ve been so caught up in her that I haven’t given them any thought apart from when they’ve done or said something like when Liam moved her mouth off my cock.
My hands move to her ankles, and I lift her shapely legs off my shoulders. “Do you want their cum on you?” I rasp. Her answering nod has me chuckling. “I bet you do, naughty girl.”
Cia stretches her arms towards them, which is all the invitation they need. Coming closer, they both move onto the sofa bed. The tips of their cocks are positioned perfectly above her bouncing tits.
I slow down my thrusts, waiting for them to cover her in their spend. Cia’s eyes glaze over as she looks at their dicks, and she licks her lips like she wants a taste. Another time.
Luckily, it doesn’t take long before they’re shooting ropes of cum onto her beautiful skin, the white streaks look almost illuminant on her tanned skin. I take a moment to appreciate how fantastic she looks writhing in pleasure while covered in her consort’s and husband’s cum.
“My turn,” Cia moans while running a finger through their cum, lifting it to her mouth and licking it off the tip.
“Yes,” I agree.
Picking up the pace, I fuck her relentlessly, not even easing up as her pussy squeezes me harder, and she screams my name. Before I can stop myself, I follow her, she’s fucking milking the cum from my dick.
I pull out while she’s lying with a sated and lazy smile on her face. Without offering any explanation, I run my fingers through the cum on her chest and shove it into her cunt, mixing it with my own.
Cia’s eyes widen as she watches me through hooded eyes, but I don’t offer her an explanation. Instead, I continue until I’m done.
She arches her back and moans as I shove my fingers into her drenched heat, keeping the precious cum inside her. Her addictive sounds have me pumping my fingers harder, and I don’t stop until she climaxes again.
Chapter 8
Cia
“Areyouokay?”Liamasks, taking my hand as we walk towards the doors of Kronos University.
My eyes are firmly glued on Remus, Morgana, and Arthur who are standing outside the door to Kai’s office, looking like they’re in the middle of a heated debate.
I can’t help but wonder what the other people here think about Kai keeping his office when he isn’t teaching anymore. Maybe they just assume he’s part of the school board, or… wait, there’s no school board. There’s Kai, and that’s it. Ugh, this is probably why I never asked. It’s all too confusing anyway.
“Yes,” I mumble, immediately hating that the sight of them is making me nervous.
I’m not scared of them, far from it. That’s not to say I don’t feel a certain level of trepidation, especially as the distance between us grows daily.
My party fiasco was a few weeks ago, and since then I haven’t talked to any of them.
“Those fuckers better not start anything,” Gus says, looking at Lupa out of the corner of his eyes. The Russo Heir is arriving alone, and like me, she’s discreetly eyeing the Leaders.
This is what’s bothering me. Where we were once close, now it seems like a distant memory and the way we’re currently skating around each other is a mockery of the friendship I want back.
There’s only a few minutes until class is officially in session, and I can’t be late. I try not to notice the way Lupa literally turns her head away as I enter the classroom flanked by Liam and Gus. I hate that she won’t look at me, and, yeah, it hurts. But I can’t let myself get caught up in that right now.
Barely a minute passes from sitting down before a curvaceous woman with hair so light it’s practically white, walks through the door.
“Good morning, class. My name is Ana Lov.” Her green eyes sparkle with mirth.
There are women, and then there’s our new mythology professor, Ana Lov, who looks like she belongs on the cover of a fashion magazine and not in a classroom. She could rival Morgana in class and regality.
She’s tall, and curvy. Her long neck and sharp cheekbones could make any super model envy her. What catches my attention is her eyes, jaw, and nose… it’s… she’s… I feel like I’m looking at someone I’ve seen before, yet I know in my bones I’ve never met this woman.
“Before we begin,” she says as she writes her name on the blackboard. “Ana is my full name. It’s not short for Anabeth, Anabelle, Anabella, or any other name you may be able to think of. So there’s no extra credit to be had for cracking a code that doesn’t exist.” Her tone is light, yet there’s no doubt she’s not kidding.
One of the Hatt Protégés’ hand shoots into the air, and without waiting for permission to speak, she says, “And what are your credentials?”
I can’t help snorting as I recall people challenging Kai, which ended up with the majority of the people having to leave his class for good. Though, with the amount of bodies in here, it seems Ana is giving everyone a second chance.
“My credentials? Do you mean where I earned my education? If that’s what you’re really asking, I would suggest you consider adding expressions to your schedule, miss… umm?”
