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I can't believe I met her with his fingers knuckle deep inside me!I surreptitiously try and pull my dress down as I continue to hide behind him.

“My name is June, June Buck,” she tells me, not moving any closer which is a fucking relief, and still with a look of mirth on her face.

“Lilly, Lilly Darling,” I reply, finally somewhat presentable, although my hands tremble slightly as they smooth down my dress. I step away from Loki to face June.

“A pleasure, Lilly. Now, it may have escaped your attention, but it's lunchtime, so you might want to make your way over to the dining hall,” she informs us, her tone teasing and full of suppressed laughter.

“Sure thing,June,” Loki drawls in that way of his, completely nonplussed by the whole encounter, like he didn't just get caught fingering me in the library!

He takes my hand in his, not the one that was bringing me such pleasure, and starts to lead us away, an arrogant swagger to his step as he makes a show of bringing his other fingers to his mouth and sucking them.Floor swallow me now, please.

June steps aside as we pass, making room for us to walk past.

“Oh, and Mr Thorn?” I hear June say behind us, making us both pause and turn to look back at her. “I much prefer Science Fiction to Fantasy,” she deadpans, but I swear there's a twinkle in her eye.

Fucking crushed it!

Loki barks out a laugh, and I don't bother to hide my own chuckle at that awesome one-liner, then we both cringe slightly,the mental image obviously hitting him the same time it does me.

We turn back towards the doors, and I'm sure I hear a wicked chortle behind me, as we make our way out of the library, hand in hand and laughing as we go.

LOKI

I grip Lilly’s hand tightly as we head down the hall, pulling her so close that I’m breathing in the lemon scent of Jax’s fucking body wash.I’ll make sure she uses mine again tomorrow. I’ll fill the whole fucking shower with bottles of the stuff if she keeps smelling like me.

Underneath, I can smell Lilly’s own natural perfume. It’s like spring and new beginnings, fresh starts, and a hope so sweet that I want to weep, run, and pull her closer all at the same damn time. She’s like a breath of fresh air, light after the darkest night, the warmth of spring sunshine after a freezing cold winter.

She’s turning me into a fucking poet.

And I couldn’t give less of a shit. I’m already fucking addicted. I can’t get enough of her, and whenever she’s near me, I want to touch her, taste her, and get lost in her smile and warm curves.

I don’t know why I did that dumb Disney shit at the doors, I guess I thought that it would make her smile. And I want to make her smile because damn, when she does, my whole world fucking lights up like the Fourth of July. And when she screams my name...fuck, I’m gone.

I’ve had plenty of girls before, shit, I’ve fucked hundreds. I just take them wherever and whenever I like, not botheringto remember their names or faces. They help to take away the darkness a little, and getting lost in soft bodies is my addiction.

My brothers and I all have things that help us to get through the day. To face the monsters that we’ve had to become.

But I’ve never felt like this before with any of the others. Like the shadows and pain disappear when she’s nearby. Like I can finally take a big breath of pure fresh air when I touch her. She makes me forget that I’m damaged, a devil, filled with a black soul and rotten on the inside. When I’m with her, I feel like there might just be a glimmer of light hiding beneath the pitch black.

I don’t know what this is, what we might be. Hell, I’ve known her for less than twenty-four hours. And these feelings scare the shit out of me. But I’m not giving her up. Or the freedom that she brings with her.

I know that she’s what we all need, especially after last year. After everything we’ve done, and will continue to do. I’m also pretty damn sure that we’re no good for her. We give pain and suffering, what else can we offer her besides that?

But I’m too selfish to let her go, not after spending so long in the dark. I need her light, we all do. Even if it means that she becomes a little tainted along the way.

We are the Black Knights after all.

CHAPTER SIX

LILLY

As we make our way to the dining hall, a sudden flare of apprehension comes over me, making me halt in the middle of the corridor, an empty feeling in my stomach.

Oh lord! Have I missed any classes?I panic, letting go of Loki’s hand and searching in my bag for my tablet to try and work out what I may have missed.

“Don’t worry, Pretty Girl,” Loki assures me. “I got passes for us and I’ve let your teachers know I was showing you round.”

“How?” I ask, frowning and stopping my frantic search, looking up at him.