Page 53 of Legacy Wolf: Semester One (Legacy Wolf #1)

RAWLING

“That’s it for today. Great work, everyone.” Coach slapped Atticus on the back and waved at me.

I still had no idea what I was doing with a bow and arrow, but I was an “archery natural,” as Coach had mentioned numerous times.

And while it was a little awkward hearing her say that, I loved Atticus’s thunderous expression whenever she did.

But even though Coach praised me constantly, she never asked me to help train the newer archers.

She probably sensed I wasn’t capable. Thank goodness.

Since Phelan and I broke up, I’d usually either stalked off at the end of practice or dawdled until everyone had left so I wasn’t returning to Phoenix House either with Phelan trailing behind me or me following him and studying his ass.

But today my mind was occupied with thoughts of hunters, and I took no notice as I wandered over the grass.

“What happened between you and Holden?” His voice interrupted my mind examining the pieces of information I had—which was very little and mostly conjecture—about hunters.

My head jerked up, and I was ready to tell him to mind his own fucking business. But there was no cockiness in his tone.

“Whatever it was, I’m sorry.”

My eyes met his. Gods, he was gorgeous, and even when Holden and I had been together, Phelan was never far from my thoughts. I’d hated that I hadn’t been able to get over him completely.

“It’s no biggie. But thanks for asking.”

He nodded and strode past me, allowing me a glimpse of his oh so perfect ass. Something came over me, and I caught up to him. “Wanna fuck?”

“What?” he squealed.

I was enjoying the dynamic between us. Me with the power, him caught unawares.

“You heard what I said.” I brushed him, trying to ignore the frisson of excitement that tore through me as I made contact with his body.

“I’m sure you’re upset at breaking up with Holden, but jumping into bed with someone else so soon afterward?—”

Turning on my heel, I put a finger to his lips. “I didn’t sleep with him.”

Phelan pushed my finger off his mouth but kept hold of my hand. “Why not?”

“None of your business,” I snapped.

“Was it because of me?”

“No! You’re so full of yourself thinking you still have influence over me even after we broke up.”

He silenced me with a kiss. Gods, I’d missed him. His taste, scent, his hands brushing over my shoulder. But it was daylight and there were students milling around near the entrance to Phoenix House. I pulled away.

“What? My kisses aren’t to your liking?” The Phelan smirk was in place, and I longed to smother his mouth with more kisses. I was tempted to tell him how much I’d missed him but stopped myself.

“You didn’t answer my question.” I placed a hand on his chest, enjoying the feel of his muscles rippling under my palm.

“You didn’t answer mine. Whatever shall we do?”

“Not sure about you, but I’m heading to my room. The one opposite yours. And my roommate is with her boyfriend for the evening.” Jack always headed to Knox’s room after soccer practice. His roommate was on guard duty tonight, so they’d have the room to themselves until after eleven. Coming?”

I closed his gaping mouth and left, hoping he was following. Feet pummeling the ground behind me provided the answer.

“I do,” he panted.

“Do what?” I was going to make him say it.

“Wanna fuck.”

“Then we’re in agreement.”

We said nothing else until we were in the room with the door locked. We were both sweaty from archery, but I didn’t care. I flung myself at him and shoved my tongue down his throat while his hands cupped my ass. His tongue curled around mine as I pressed against him, my arousal grinding on his.

“I’ve missed you so much. You don’t know how many nights I lay awake thinking of you and wishing I’d done things differently,” he said into my mouth.

Tears pricked at my eyes because I’d done the same thing. Both of us not sleeping, our rooms so close to one another and yet so far apart.

“Shower,” he pulled me as he fumbled with my pants. He grunted as his trembling hands yanked out my cock and pumped, eliciting a moan from me before I grabbed his bulge and massaged it.

He hauled off my shirt while I got rid of my pants and briefs. My cock sprang out, hard and with pre-cum wobbling on the slit.

“You are magnificent,” he whispered.

Tugging at his shirt, I put my mouth on his nipple and licked. Phelan grunted, and I nibbled the point as it hardened. Lifting my head, I placed my lips on his ear. “Get your clothes off. I want to fuck.”

He slapped my bare ass as I strode into the bathroom, and making sure the door was latched into Elijah and Logan’s room, I got under the shower and turned on the water.

A hand on my hip signaled Phelan had joined me. A second reminder he was there was his cock, pressing against my ass. Slick streamed out of my hole, mingling with the water as he grabbed my dick with one hand and probed my entrance with the other.

What I wanted was a fuck, hard and fast, and I braced myself against the tiles and begged him to enter me.

His dick slid into my hole, making me gasp, and then he filled me.

Him being inside me was both familiar and new.

We’d had sex so many times, but so much had happened since we were last together.

“You feel so good.” Phelan’s mouth was on my shoulder, sucking and licking while his hand circled my length and he tugged . He trailed kisses over my skin until he reached my ear and nibbled the soft part, making my body tingle. I shivered, and he mumbled, “You like that?”

“Always.” I’d always enjoyed sex with Phelan. That was never a problem, but I refused to think about us and just enjoyed him fucking me. Moving my hand to cover his, we pumped my cock together as his length plunged in and out of me.

Him murmuring in my ear, accompanied by pants, gasps and moans, and the slapping of his flesh against mine had goosebumps parading over my skin.

“Harder,” I cried as the water pounded on my head. I wanted to feel something, everything, the thing that had been missing these last months. It wasn’t just the sex.

“I love being inside of you. I never want to be anywhere else.” He bit the delicate skin on my throat, and I yelped, wanting more of the pain and pleasure combination.

“Harder,” I begged.

He paused, his huge dick buried deep in my channel.

“You’ll need to be more specific. Harder like this?

” His teeth sank into the flesh on my shoulder.

“Or like this?” He pumped my dick twice, each time squeezing his hand tightly around the shaft.

“Or this?” He slammed his cock into me, leaving me breathless and unable to answer.

“Or maybe all three.”

Removing my hand from on top of his, I slid it behind Phelan but grunted in frustration when I couldn’t reach his hole. Instead, I went between my legs and first gripped the base of his shaft, coated in my slick as he plowed into me.

He moaned and wriggled his ass, but I let go, cupped his sack, and moved to his hole, shoving two fingers in.

“Shit, what was that?”

I sniggered. “You like having fingers in your ass, right?”

He nuzzled my ear before placing a kiss on my scalp. “I do. More, please.”

It was a little awkward, but I finger-fucked him until my orgasm was hurtling toward me and my head fell back onto his shoulder.

“Come for me,” he whispered, his voice barely audible above the water streaming on us.

“Keep fucking me till I come,” I pleaded. He did as I asked, him pounding into me while I squeezed around him, making him moan.

A gripping sensation in my belly warned me I was about to climax, and cum shot out of my cock and dribbled over the tiles to be washed away by the water.

Phelan’s hand on my dick froze as he hissed and threw his head back, emptying cum into my channel.

His knot swelled, keeping us locked together as I turned off the water, and he put his arms around me.

I expected Phelan to get dressed and leave after we dried ourselves, but he wanted to stay and pulled me into my bed. I fell asleep in his arms, waking up just before eleven. There had been no nightmares. Not with Phelan beside me.

“You gotta go.” I nudged him awake.

“No,” he whined. “Can’t I stay here tonight?” His hand slid over my thigh, but I pushed it away.

“Jack will be home soon.” No way would I expect her to share a room with me and Phelan, especially since the room reeked of sex.

“She’s a big girl. She knows cocks are inserted into holes, followed by hot and sweaty fucking.”

“Go.” I practically kicked him out of bed.

“You’re lucky I lo— I mean, I like you.”

That had me wide awake. “What did you just say?”

“Nothing. Go back to dreamland, Sleeping Beauty.”

The door closed behind him, but I had questions. One in particular.