Page 3 of Come Out & Prey (Apex Academy Capers #1)
Aubrey will flambé us if we get caught in here again, but it’s near the end of the semester and the brats at this bloody hellhole are too busy avoiding their heat cycle or planning graduation parties to notice what the staff are doing. I wouldn’t care if they did; it’s my right to enjoy my consort anytime I please. However, dodging pissed off dragon fire is never on my list of things I want to do, so I check my watch.
As long as Chess arrives soon, we’ll have time before the giant prick gets back from the safety committee meeting.
As if I summoned him, Chess appears in the doorway, shutting it behind him and clicking the lock. His adorable floppy curls make me smile and he pushes up thin silver wire glasses as he rushes over to me. I grab his face between my hands and plunge my tongue into his mouth without preamble. His rumbling purr kicks in immediately, and my entire body shivers. It’s really not fair that he’s able to do that and I’m not, but since he’s mine, I’ll let it slide.
“ Dépêche, mon amour ? 1 ,” I growl as our lips break. “Aubrey will be back from his meeting in exactly… fifteen minutes.”
My lover drops to his knees with a smirk, his sparkling amber eyes mischievous. “That sounds like a challenge, Fitzy.”
I open my mouth to respond, but he’s already pulling my cock out and sliding his warm lips over it. My eyes slam shut as Chess takes me down to the back of his throat without pause, his thumbs resting on the notches at the top of my hips. Groaning as his tongue lengthens and wraps around me with every quick bob, my hands scramble to hold on to the edge of the nearby bookshelf.
My darling boy takes great pride in his ability to make me lose the tight control I have over myself most of the time and I adore allowing him to do so.
Lifting one hand off the shelf, I bury it in his sandy curls as he suckles and scrapes his teeth over me exactly how I like it. “Fuck, baby, you weren’t kidding,” I pant softly. “Such a good fucking boy.”
Chess hums his pleasure at the praise, flicking his tongue over the piercing on my tip, and I shudder. He knows what that means and speeds up, meeting my thrusts with his mouth as I fuck his face harder and harder. His fangs descend, catching tender skin, and that throws me over the edge with a shout. Cum spurts into his mouth and his agile feline tongue catches every drop until I stop moving, wilting against the surface of the bookcase with a growl.
When he releases me with a pop of sound, I jerk him up, kissing him hungrily as the taste of me dances on my tongue. I shift my eyes to the icy blue of my tiger as we pull apart and his cheetah looks back at me with satisfaction. Our breaths are harsh in the quiet stacks until he finally gives me a lopsided grin. I grin back, chuckling as he zips me up carefully, straightening my vest and tie.
“Aubrey will murder us if he scents this again,” he whispers, his expression playful. “I’d beg you to fuck me over that table if you couldn’t set your clock by his damn schedule.”
“I’d do it if I thought we’d get away with it. You’re owed a treat for that performance.” Leaning in, I kiss his lips lightly before I tilt my head curiously. “Alas, we’re limited by our exile in this ridiculous place and our friend’s anal retentive tendencies.”
His smile fades a little, and he sighs. “It will never stop being bullshit that your family sent Felix packing, because he refused to give up his consort after he was engaged. Everything I researched said most ambushes allow for poly groups, especially if it’s their Raj.”
I shrug, waving my hand dismissively. “My father has always been a royal prick, even before he took the Bloodstone throne. Once our elders brokered the deal with the Council when Felix and I were pups, he stopped running our land according to tiger traditions. Instead, he looked to expand operations worldwide, and that means he’s had plans for a political marriage for Felix since we popped out of our mother.”
“At least he appreciates the sacrifice you made to come with him. I doubt any of your cousins would do the same for their siblings,” Chess says softly.
I arch a brow at him. “You came with us as well, but Felix’s consort declined. That’s the real salt in the wound. My twin gave up his throne for a woman who curbed him as soon as he was no longer the heir apparent.”
“As if I was staying there without you.” My lover looks at me seriously, a sadness in his eyes that I wish I could assuage. “I’m an adopted spare, Fitz. They would have killed me when we were cubs if you hadn’t taken a shine to me. We both know your father only put up with us because you weren’t in line for the throne.”
He’s right. Our ambush adopted Chess when his diplomat parents went missing on a jungle tour of our isle. My parents claimed they took him because they felt responsible for our guards’ carelessness in defending the visiting ambassador and his wife, but I’ve always doubted that was true.
Even my mother is as cunning as they come, and being able to parade their charitable endeavor around in public with their sons has always been their modus operandi. To the court at Bloodstone, Chess is a reminder to outsiders that we may be in business with the Council, but we will not bend a knee to their demands. After all, his parents were there to inspect the treatment of the imprisoned predators sent to our ‘reform’ school, and my family didn’t want word of what actually goes on there to leave the island.
It wouldn’t do for the public to know what happens to the children and teens who live there when they misbehave.
“You and Felix weren’t in a place to stop any of it yet, Fitz. You know that in your heart.”
Chess’ words pull me out of my morbid musings and I nod. “I know. We couldn’t stop that anymore than we could change the rites of passage or the ambush trials. We lost so many cubs to those.”
Something moves, catching the instincts of my predator and I spin, holding my boy close to me as I let my cat’s eyes observe the courtyard just beyond the large window next to us. Something deep in my gut unfurls as I watch a gorgeous blond girl wander over the soft grass as she studies the immense tree growing there. She pauses for a moment to read the plaque on the sculpture next to it, then bends to examine the lush flowers planted at its base. Her position flashes the tops of creamy thighs barely covered by an academy skirt and I suck in a breath as my dick jumps in my pants.
“What are you looking at?” Chess hisses as he struggles to get out of my kung-fu grip. I turn him around, letting him feast his eyes on the luscious treat flashing us glimpses of white that are likely her panties. “Ohhhhh, my.”
Grinning ferally as my fangs drop, I rake them along the cords of his neck. “Oh, my is right. That girl is fucking stunning.”
“I can feel that,” he shoots back wryly and in retaliation, I grind against his ass until he moans softly. “Fuck, Fitz…”
My hand slips down to cup his crotch and I’m pleased to find him hard and ready. I know for a fact that Chess has never slept with a female before, and his interest in this one makes my cat prowl. Unlike my brother, I never put limitations on my consort; instead, I offered him a vast array of options from my plate, but he’s never so much as blinked toward anyone but me. This development is unexpected and darkly fascinating at the same time. Since he deserves a reward for his prowess earlier, I unzip his chinos, pulling his cock out to stroke it as I pull him tight to my front. “Do you like her?”
A whimper is my only answer, but it tells me enough to continue working his thick shaft slowly. Our anonymous hot girl rights herself as I squeeze his balls, only to prance over to another section of flowers and put her pert ass in the air again. Chess makes a low yowling sound, then turns to rub his face on mine as he pants. He finds words when she wiggles a little, showing more of that enticing white lacy edge.
“She’s statuesque like a pin up…” he says with a ragged sigh. “I could write poems about her and they would never do her justice.”
Uh-oh. It aroused his muse as well.
“Do you want to compose or come, my darling?” I murmur. Sinking my teeth into his neck to hold him in place, I rumble darkly and move my hand faster on his dick.
“B-B-Both…,” he gasps as he jerks in my palm and grinds back into my rock solid erection. “I want her… and you. Together.”
My eyes pop open and if I weren’t putting my consort in a submissive position, I’d let out a yelp of pure joy. Squeezing him again, I let my teeth pierce the skin slightly so he shudders hard and makes a whining sound that I know means he wants permission to come. I lick the small blood droplets on his skin before I mutter, “Just a little longer, mon amour . You’re doing so well.”
I look out at the girl as she walks around the courtyard. Something about the way she’s specifically avoiding looking in this direction makes me wonder if she’s scented or heard us. I’m uncertain if she’s emerged or not, given I’ve never seen her before and I’d never forget those cherry red lips made for plundering. She pauses, lifting her head to look up to the sky, before she approaches the tree and leans against it as she slides to the ground.
I’ll be damned if we don’t have an unobstructed view of those lacy scraps she’s wearing now that she’s sitting.
“Fitz… please…” Chess groans and his cock pulses in my palm. I know his eyes are glued to this reincarnation of Botticelli’s Venus, as much as mine are. “Would you let me fuck her? With you?”
My cock is going to burst through my damn pants at this point. I should have fucked him earlier and given the book dragon the finger if he caught us. “Oh, baby, I’d love to make a kitty sandwich with you and this angel.”
His hips buck into my hand now and I lick away some of the blood with a dark smile. When I lift my eyes to look at the girl, I notice she’s squirming on the ground a bit and it looks as though she’s watching us through her lashes.
I always wondered if that window was two-way glass and now I have my answer.
If the delectable shifter out there wants a show, she’ll get one. I drop my other hand to knead Chess’ balls while I continue stroking him, then nip my way up his jaw to take his mouth. Kissing him roughly, I work his cock and sac until I feel them tighten before I jerk my mouth away. My voice is a harsh whisper against his lips as I say, “You may come.”
Just like that, his entire body tenses and his dick spurts all over my hand, gushing sticky fluid so hard that some splatters on the glass in front of us. His plaintive yowl calls to me and I curse virulently as a sudden orgasm hits me, making a mess of the inside of my favorite fucking suit. I’d punish him for it, but I can’t bring myself to be even a bit displeased with the turn of events that just transpired.
“I’m sorry, Fitz,” he says as he wilts against me. “The goddamned window.”
Laughing softly, I place a soft kiss on his lips. “I’m not even mad, babe. That was fucking amazing.”
Chess flushes with pleasure and straightens, moving out of my embrace to walk over to a small drawer where he stowed a pack of wipes for surprise clean ups at the beginning of the semester. I take them from him, dropping to gently clean him up and place a kiss on his dick before I tuck him away. Grimacing, I undo my slacks and do the same to myself, sighing as I realize I’m going to have to race over to the gym next door and steal a change of clothes from my locker before I head to the tech wing.
“I love a little afternoon delight, but this was next level.” My cheetah gives me a shy smile as he looks out the window to see our peeping student sashay out of the courtyard. “I think she was touching herself while she watched.”
“Damn,” I whistle. “That’s what I get for being obsessed with your dick. I missed it entirely.”
“Maybe next time we won’t?”
“Bet on it,” I rumble. Winking at him, I head for the door, checking the hallway as I leave him staring into the empty courtyard with a look of wonder on his face.
As long as we don’t get toasted by a cranky book hoarding dragon, I’m game.