Page 80 of Cursed Shadows


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Sebastian.

He’s alone, trudging along the path that cuts across ours, but he’s already farther along than us, so he shouldn’t see us unless he turns around. I notice the slight hunch to his back, the tension in his arms, and the way his head is drooped.

Clearly, there’s more to the asshole than what sits on the surface, it seems. The question is, do I want to understand it? Good or bad, is it too late?

“Let’s hurry,” Zane mutters, likely sensing how torn I am.

We do just that, slipping through the double doors and heading inside without a backward glance. Approaching Lyra’s door, I take a deep breath before I rap my knuckles on the wood. Tension coils in my veins, but it doesn’t last long before the door opens, revealing Lyra on the other side.

“Oh, good. I was going to come looking for you today. Monarch Denver has been trying to reach out,” she explains, taking a step back as she waves us into the room. Once the door is closed behind us, she ushers us to the small room hidden in the wall, and I watch with wonder as she makes it appear before our eyes.

She leads the way into the room, which looks the exact same as it did a few days ago. The sofa sits center on the wall straight ahead and she nods for us to take a seat. Once we’re comfortable, she smiles. “There’s a lockdown on this kind of stuff overnight, so I can’t get it working until the ward has lifted, which gives you about twenty minutes, but I had already agreed for him to make contact at that time anyway. Make yourselves comfortable while you wait and I’ll seal you in, just to be safe,” she adds, and I murmur my thanks before she slips from the room. The door disappears a moment later, just as she explained.

“What are we going to do for twenty minutes?” I ask. My body is pent up with adrenaline from getting across campus and having her stow us away in here so quickly, and now we’re going to be sitting for twenty minutes twiddling our thumbs.

“I can easily fill twenty minutes, Dove,” Zane says with a wiggle of his eyebrows, and I roll my eyes at him. “Hey, I’m not joking,” he insists, his hand landing on my thigh beside him.

“Of course you’re not,” I mumble, my body tense with desire from such a simple touch.

He doesn’t respond with words. Instead, he grabs my waist and pulls me into his lap with a light squeal.

“Are you telling me you don’t want me to nudge your panties to the side and slip deep into your pussy right here, right now, Dove?” He quirks a brow at me in question as he flexes his hips up so I can feel his hardening cock beneath his academy-issued pants.

“Fuck,” I say with a gasp, and he grins.

“See? I know you too well,” he remarks, and I shake my head at him.

“I’m supposed to be working on my focus and not being distracted by you guys.”

“Maybe you should work on that later,” he murmurs, brushing his lips over my neck.

“Maybe,” I rasp as he pinches my already budding nipple through my shirt and lace bra, making my back arch and a groan fall from my lips.

“It definitely doesn’t help that you’re so responsive, Dove.”

I grind my hips down as I look at him through hooded eyes. “I can’t help it.”

“Good. Don’t ever even bother to try,” he states, holding my waist with one hand as he reaches for the fastener on his pants to reveal his thick length.

Hot damn.

“You don’t even know when your father is going to appear on the communication,” I ramble, clutching on to his shoulders, but he simply shrugs with a smirk running from ear to ear.

“Then we better take fifteen instead of twenty minutes then.”

“But—”

“No ‘but’. You’re going to let me fill you, just like you’ve let Creed and Eldon. Then I want my cum dripping down your thighs all fucking day.” His voice darkens, desire lacing every word.

“Even when we speak with your father?” I rebuke, hoping to throw him off, but his smirk only spreads wider.

“Especially then.”

Fuck.

He tucks my panties to the side under my skirt and lines his cock up with my entrance, filling me with one thrust. I can’t moan or groan. My throat is tight with desire as he consumes me, inch by inch. I’m at his mercy.

My nails dig into his blazer as I adjust to his size. My whole body is hot as my pussy clenches around him.

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