Page 32 of Messenger of Death (Ouroboros Academy #2)

U niversity wasn’t supposed to be in the cards for me, but here I was, getting an education and having a major fantasy on my bingo card unlocked.

Sage had layers. I just wanted to hear her say she was mine because getting sexually harassed by Lola was uncomfortable.

My kinky little Phantom Queen went a step further and wanted to fuck on the teacher’s desk.

Was it too soon to say I was truly, madly, deeply in love?

Did Sage know between the shifters, vampires, succubae, incubi, and various fertility gods beside me here that everyone was going to know someone had been thoroughly fucked in his classroom?

Sage swept everything off the desk like in the movies, pulled her knickers off, hiked her skirt up, and presented herself on the desk like it was my fucking birthday. Yeah, she didn’t care at all if someone found out.

I wanted to taste her again. I could almost imagine what Lucian felt like around blood because I felt that way with Sage’s clit in my mouth. Should I get my tongue pierced, too? Maybe I should wait until she said for sure she liked my dick piercing first. I hadn’t had any complaints so far.

I buried my face between Sage’s thighs and devoured her.

I loved that she was so responsive. She was already soaking wet before my tongue even touched her skin.

Sage was at least trying to be quiet this time.

She had her hand stuffed in her mouth and was biting down. I loved that I had that effect on her.

I slid two fingers inside her and crooked them up to rub her G spot. Sage collapsed on her back and her free hand snaked into my hair to pull me closer. Shite, if these horns ever grew in, I’d have head handle bars for her to hold on to. At least something good would come from it.

I smiled when she shattered on my tongue. I sat back in the desk chair immensely please with myself, but Sage wasn’t done with me yet.

“Liam, you can’t whip your dick out in my dorm room with a piercing and not show me what it feels like.”

Oh, fuck yes. I hoped I didn’t blow too early, and she thought I was shite at sex. It couldn’t be as bad as Khalid’s jackal trying to bite her and him flying across the bathroom like his nut hair was on fire, right?

Sliding into her was perfection. I rested my forehead on hers to take a minute.

“There’s just something about being near you. I don’t know if I can control myself.”

“So, don’t. I’m not a delicate flower. If I don’t like it, I’ll tell you to stop. I trust you.”

No one ever trusted me. Came with the territory being born in the Irish Mafia.

They preached loyalty, but they were always prepared for anyone and everyone stabbing you in the back.

It was nice. And she was totally right. I worshipped this girl.

If she didn’t like what I was doing and I could stop it, I would.

Plus, there was a time and place for sweet and gentle and it wasn’t during a clandestine fuck in an empty classroom on a teacher’s desk. This called for passion and we both needed to feel a little dirty afterwards.

So, I thrust hard and fast, but not too rough because I wasn’t an arsehole.

I loved every minute and based on her cries, she did, too.

She shoved her hand in her mouth again, but I couldn’t bear her marring that beautiful skin with teeth marks, so I moved her hand and replaced it with mine. Let her bite me instead.

We built up to something beautiful and I wasn’t going to last much longer. My nuts were tightening, and I was thinking all kinds of gross thoughts to stop from cumming. I felt Sage flutter and then clamp down on my cock as she came.

That was when I finally let go. I saw stars. I saw the whole fucking universe being born it was that intense. It was perfect. She was mine. I could have laid on this desk inside her for the rest of my life.

But this was our lunch break and my girl needed to eat. She needed to eat more than any girl I’d ever been with. I helped her off the desk and kissed her forehead.

“Let’s get you to the dining hall and fed.”

Sage ran her finger along my chin.

“You ever think we are made for each other?”

Yeah. All the time. She was perfect for me. But now, food.