Page 11 of Eat. Prey. Love. (Apex Academy Capers #5)
It was hard to settle when we got home. The idea of seeing all the amazing things I’ve dreamed up when I was cooped up in Drew Manor while my parents ran around the globe makes all of this worth it.
Okay, not everything, because people have died and I’m being hunted but…
It made the stupid scary ass plane ride worth it, at least. But I was so worked up that even a big dinner and a snuggly pile of boyfriends barely kept me down. I woke up this morning with enough energy to hop all over the damn building and not even get winded. Fitz got assigned to help me wear off some of the jitters, so while they make breakfast, we’re out in the pretty Zen garden in the middle of the open area in the middle of our complex.
“I’ve always wanted to visit exotic places, but Lucille said I’d embarrass them,” I admit as I push into a headstand. “I guess I believed her. Stupid, huh?”
Fitz takes a moment to balance himself facing me before he responds, “Very, Baby Girl.”
“Fitz!” I gasp, trying not to topple as I laugh. “You’re not supposed to agree with me.”
His face screws up as he focuses, his sexy muscles tightening as he slowly mimics my headstand. His yoga-fu is getting much better and I’m proud of him for really working to catch up. I love that he takes my hobbies seriously without batting a lash. “Why not? You’re right. You used to let that nasty old witch get into your head and fuck you up. That’s one hundred percent true. Now, you’re stronger, smarter, and more confident… so you don’t.”
Well, when he puts it that way…
“You have a really good way of simplifying things, Mr. Khan.” I suck in a deep breath, spreading my legs into an ‘X’ shape. Fitz follows my lead, but his legs aren’t quite as straight so he looks a bit crazy. I smile as he furrows his brows and focuses on making the pose correct. “And you’re really rocking this yoga stuff.”
“Just remember that when anyone says I’m a psycho beefcake,” he crows as he follows along when we switch to a different leg position. “Fitzgerald Khan is a shining example of transcending toxic masculinity… and I look hot as fuck doing it.”
I almost topple over as I giggle, having to tighten every muscle in my core to prevent a domino effect. “I’ll keep that in mind if someone dares to question your ally status, baby.”
“So what has you hyper besides the tourist shit? That’s cool as hell, but it’s not enough for Felix to assign you to me for ‘calm down’ time.” Bobbing his brows, Fitz licks his lips lasciviously. “Which we’ll get to once we’ve stretched out properly.”
Rolling my eyes, I give him a look . “That is not why we’re doing yoga, buddy. Keep it in your sweats for now.”
He pouts. “Fine, but I still want to know your answer.”
“Cori and Rufus and all of them arrive later today—as long as everything stays on track. Plus, even if we’re super behind and I’m stressing a bit, the art facilities here are even better than at Apex. If the teachers are, too, then I’ll have a lot of opportunities to learn.” I lower my legs, slowly moving out of the head stand so I don’t tumble to the ground.
Instead of doing the same, Fitz tucks his chin and does a rough somersault grinning as he lays flat on his back. “Those are pretty good reasons, Baby Girl. And I like seeing you look so happy.”
I crawl over to him, lifting a leg to straddle his waist. “There’s too much bad shit going down constantly to let it ruin everything. And you… plus the others… and my friends… all make me happy.”
Fitz gives me a pleased grin as his hands fall to grip my hips. “That’s what I like to hear. Happy and satisfied is what we aim for.”
“Mmmm. I feel that,” I reply as I grind down on him. His dick is obviously in full agreement because it’s hard as steel, poking into my thin yoga pants eagerly. “Do you plan to show me?”
“As a matter of fact,” he growls before flipping us in a lightning fast move that puts me beneath him. “I do.”
His hands come up to pin mine and his hips complete the domination as I look up at the crazy tiger with sparkling eyes. “Oooh. It’s Cave-Fitzy. I’m at your mercy, baby.”
That gets a dark snarl from him as he lowers his head to my neck. He sniffs along my shoulder for a moment and his body tenses as he inhales. This is the drive to mate from his tiger; I know enough from my talks with Coach Z to recognize it. Baring my throat and closing my eyes, I capitulate, letting his animal have the satisfaction of complete control. I don’t do this often, but until I make the decision to go all the way with mating, it helps the inner beasts in my men to give them this occasionally.
Zhenga told me it would prevent ‘accidents’ and she’s been right so far.
“You’re thinking too hard,” Fitz mumbles before he nips the juncture of my shoulder with blunt teeth. “I feel it, Baby Girl.”
My hand comes up to cup the back of his head as he nibbles firmly over my skin. It makes me tingle from head to toe and my thighs frame his hips, pressing against them when they thrust. “Just thinking about how much I love you,” I groan softly.
He pauses, lifting his head to beam at me with the gold of his tiger shining in his eyes. “I love you, too, Dolly Drew. I’ll follow you into Hell and back with a wink and a smile.”
The declaration hits me in the gut hard and I tug his mouth to mine, kissing him hard. From the moment I met Fitz Khan, he’s treated me better than anyone has in my entire life. Anyone who didn’t see the heart in this man is a fucking fool.
I’d step in front of a runaway train for him—no question.
A low rumble of pleasure vibrates over me as he lifts up just enough to grab the zipper on my sports bra and yank it down. Kneading roughly, his fingers twist my nipples and I gasp at the sting. Our mouths break apart when I bite his lower lip in retribution and he gives me a hungry expression. There’s a tiny bit of blood on his lower lip, which he licks away.
“I thought you were being a good girl this morning,” he tsks playfully.
My smirk deepens as I arch into his hands eagerly. “I never said that. ”
We both enjoy the battle for control and its resulting roughness—this is just foreplay.
Chuckling darkly, Fitz moves his hands to my pants, tugging them down and off. He turns his head to kiss my ankle, making me giggle when the light brush tickles. “You, my beautiful bunny, are going to behave so I can worship you.”
“We’ll see,” I reply with a mischievous grin. “Do your worst, Crazypants.”
He sits my feet on his shoulders, biting my left calf firmly. My body is singing with anticipation, so I probably shouldn’t have poked the tiger with a teeny stick, but I’m a risk taker like that. The trail of bites, nips, and kisses moves up my leg until he reaches my now trembling thigh, but he stops. With a wink, he turns to the right side, starting at the ankle again as I groan in frustration. My pussy throbs at his teasing touches and I clench around an empty space inside.
Damn him and damn my big, fat mouth.
“Fitzyyyy,” I moan as he spends time behind my knee on delicate skin. My fingers dig into the ground hard, clawing slipping out as my bunny demands he quit teasing. “Don’t be an asshole.”
“I’m not, Baby Girl.” He lifts his head and looks at me hungrily. “This is getting you ready for my feast.”
“Shit,” I mutter as my back arches. When my psycho kitty wants to, he can edge the shit out of Chessie and I. That’s what he’s doing now and my body is dancing to his tune without a second thought. “I’ll get you back for this.”
“Oh, I hope so,” he mumbles before sucking a big bruise on my inner thigh. “In fact, I’m counting on it.”
When his breath finally hits my wet slit, I almost cry in relief. His fingertips trace the shape of me, gathering wetness to bring to his lips and growl as he tastes the fruits of his labor. A soft flick of his tongue makes me shiver in anticipation, but he doesn’t touch me where I need it. Instead, he switches to the groove where my legs and pelvis meet, finally making me growl back in frustration. I can almost feel his grin against my skin; that’s how smug the son of a bitch is.
“Say it,” he rumbles against the skin he’s marking it up. “Say you’re mine, Baby Girl.”
Shit. Possessive Fitz is fucking hot as Hades and twice as sexy.
“I’m… y-yours…” I pant when his mouth finally brushes over my apex. A warm swipe of his tongue makes my stomach clench and I’m shocked to feel the wave of pleasure sweep through me. Arching off the ground, I moan loudly as the orgasm wracks my frame with hardly any effort on his part. “S-Shit… Fitz…”
His hands push my thighs further apart as he settles between them, and the rough, flat tongue of his tiger laps at the juices flowing out of me greedily. It makes me shake more and I force my hands from the earth below me to bury in his long hair. Tugging on the silky strands, I feel the vibrations of his moan and manage to smile in satisfaction. He loves his hair pulled, but only when I do it. I hold on tightly, guiding him around my heat until he finally gives in to lick my clit.
The pleasure is so intense I come again with barely a whisper of pressure. That triggers him to work me over more aggressively, flicking and suckling on the sensitive spot until I scream and yank his hair hard . Another ripple of pleasure hits me and my eyes slam shut as my brain damn near fizzles out. My limbs tense as he gently cleans me up, waiting for me to loosen my grip on his hair before he pulls back to grin wickedly.
“Now, that is what I want to see. You’re practically glowing.” My tiger places one last kiss on my mound, then slinks up my body quickly, burying himself inside of me with one smooth thrust. I shudder as he fills me, gripping him inside as I groan low .
“Holy fuck.” I don’t have enough brain power to say more because the buzz of orgasms and the bunny inside me are taking up every available brain cell. When he moves, I feel the burst of a half-shift free my tail, ears, and fangs. A deep hunger claws at my gut, pushing at my consciousness until I growl again.
Fitz’s hips swirl before he looks up at me and sucks in a breath. “Holy fuck is right, Baby Girl. You’re bunnilicious right now.”
“Can’t… control… it,” I grit out as I meet his slow thrusts. My nose twitches and I roll my eyes up to the sky as a powerful sensation coasts over my body. I don’t know what the fuck is going on, but it’s like everything inside of me is fighting to take the wheel.
His hips speed up, slamming into me and hitting the exact spot I need, forcing me to squeeze my eyes closed and moan again. “You’re definitely fucking glowing and it’s sexy as hell .”
I raise my hand to touch him and suddenly, a loud roar echoes off the surrounding walls of the library. The sound makes a switch inside me flip and I dig my claws into his shoulders for purchase so I can meet the hard rhythm of his hips. We’re fucking so hard it’s going to hurt later, but I don’t care. All the instincts inside of me are raging, prickling my skin as we get closer and closer to the edge.
“ ,” Fitz growls and I finally pry my eyes open again to look at the half-shifted tiger with golden eyes staring down at me possessively.
Oh shit.
“Fitz…”
“ .”
The second demand hooks into my gut like a punch and I surge forward as my thighs grip his. “No, mine .”
That’s when fangs flash and something like an explosion of heat hits me like a ton of bricks. Pain flares, and growls echo off the walls of the little alcove, then sparkles fill my eyes and my limbs start to go limp.
Uh-oh.