Page 20 of Of Blackened Blood (The Blackened Blade #3)

I head straight upstairs, my mind made up to return to the dorm and get our answers. My body moves on autopilot as my mind reorganises all the things I have to prepare to return to the academy tomorrow.

I make my way into Ezra’s room where we’ve all been sleeping and look at all my new precious possessions. I have so much more now than I ever did before, each of the guys giving me more gifts than I’ve received in either this life or my past. Each so perfect and thoughtful.

I grab a couple of bags and start packing my things before Annex jumps on Ezra’s bed.

“Whatcha doin’, Red?” He finishes his last mini doughnut and watches me with a curious stare before a grin appears on his lips. “Are we moving rooms?” He leaps from the bed and begins to help me pack more hurriedly.

“I already prepared a couple of drawers and some wardrobe space for you in mine.” He grabs my clothes and starts bundling them in his large arms. “I even moved a lot of my old weapons, including my custom-made mace ...” His brows furrow in thought.

“You just can’t use the bath in my room .

.. but we can just use Ez’s anyway.” He shrugs and gestures toward the bathroom in question before continuing to grab more things, placing them on top of his growing pile.

I place my hand on top of his, stopping him from taking more.

“I’m packing to return to my dorm room, Annex.”

His hands freeze with my words, his eyes widening a fraction before he takes a step back.

“Return? To that tiny matchbox of a room?” He shakes his head.

“No way in hell, Red.” He begins to unpack his large bundle, placing them back where they were before.

“You can’t return to that shithole. There’ve been too many attacks there too.

And that demon-witch sister of yours is returning as well, and we both know she could conjure up bullshit just by sneezing your way.

” His eyes grow dark, a menacing frown tugging his lips downward. “Not that I couldn’t take her.”

I try to reach my bag to pack again, but he grabs it and dangles it above my head, an irritating smirk pulling at his lips. That is, before I sucker punch him in the stomach and knock the air from his lungs.

I grab my bag with a small victorious laugh and start packing my things again as Annex’s low, broken voice falls behind me.

“Red ...” He wheezes, his brows furrowed in pain as I peer his way. “... That was a little too hard ...” He bends over, clutching his stomach, another pained cough leaving his lips.

I drop my bag, rushing over to check him. Had I used too much strength again and unknowingly hurt him?

I reach over, my hand falling on his back, but before I can check him over, he whips around and grabs me, throwing me onto Ezra’s bed in front of us. And a small squeak escapes from my lips as my head hits the soft cushiony quilts.

Annex crawls on top of me, his arms pinning mine above me as a dark smirk covers his lips.

“If you insist on going ...” He leans down, his lips finding my neck.

“I’m just gonna have to keep you soo busy that you won’t have the energy to take a step, let alone leave.

” His free hand slides up my side, moving up past my hip as it slips under my top.

His fingers fan out, brushing slowly up my stomach and waist before reaching my breasts.

“ Fuck . It feels like forever since I’ve properly touched you, Red.” A small growl leaves his lip as he finds my nipples, pinching them between his two large fingers and pulling a small moan from my lips.

A pleased look takes over Annex’s expression as his hand continues to palm and stroke my breast before rubbing and pinching me again. A satisfied hum thrums from his lips as my hips move toward him, the ache growing between my legs.

If this is his way of trying to distract me from packing, the joke is on him. I could pack later. But I’ll happily take a few orgasms before I go.

A small grin stretches my cheeks as I lean further up and take his lips with my own, another content hum falling from his throat before I deepen the kiss.

He presses me further into the bed below, positioning himself against me so I can feel every hard plane and angle of him. Especially the one growing thicker between my legs.

I slide them open slightly as I bite down on his lip, his hips jutting forward on a grunt as his eyes grow hungry.

His grip loosens on my hands above as he gives my breast one final squeeze before pulling back completely and reaching for his trousers. He pulls them down, setting his hard dick free.

My tongue swipes out, licking my bottom lip, wanting to lean down and take him fully in my mouth. But before I can try, he lifts my hips and pulls off my trousers and panties in one swift move, leaving me bare.

A sinful grin tilts his lips as his gaze slowly trails down my body, with a glint growing in his eyes that has a shiver running down my back. And before I can move or speak, his head dips between my legs, and I feel the warm tingle of his breath on my core.

I reach up behind me and grip the headpost as he dives straight in, my head falling back on a light moan as he grips my hips tighter.

His tongue slides through my slick folds over and over, as if he can’t get enough of me, the rhythm building an orgasm I know will have me unravelling. His long devouring strokes begin to quicken and have me sliding back and forth against his face, wanting the release his large tongue is promising.

I feel the vibration of his chuckle against me as I begin to grind against him, the noise sending flutters straight to my core.

His tongue then wraps around my soft bundle of nerves, teasing and stroking the small nub before quickening his pace.

The pressure builds as my thighs tighten around him, holding him right where I need him as I chase my climax.

One more stroke of his masterful tongue and I’m falling, my body shaking as I continue to ride his face through the orgasm.

My body is trembling, my grip loosening on the headboard, but before I can properly relax, I feel his large fingers slide through my sensitive folds.

A small gasp leaves my lips and my eyes close as my grip tightens again.

“Always so perfectly fucking wet for me, Red,” he rasps, and I can imagine the wicked grin on his lips without even looking.

“Did you enjoy my tongue, baby? How about this ...” His finger strokes through my slick folds before circling my entrance and pushing inside, the new sensation and pressure quickly building my second orgasm.

He thrusts back and forth slowly before quickening his pace. Then he adds another finger, curving them slightly and hitting just the right angle to pull a moan from me. My hips push down onto them, chasing my new release, swaying with his movements and wanting more of him. All of him.

“That’s it, Red ...” He leans in close, his lips circling my ear. “Fuck my fingers like a good girl .” He adds a third finger, pushing deeper than before as his free hand slides between my legs, rubbing circles into my small bud.

His sexy praise, husky tone, and new pressure inside has me coming undone.

I call out his name, reaching my limits as he gives me one final thrust of his fingers and another mind-blowing orgasm rips through me.

My body arches, the headboard cracking under my grip as I unravel, my legs shaky and breath coming out in little pants as his fingers continue to stroke me through my climax.

“That’s my Red ... so fucking beautiful.”

I open my eyes and watch on as he pulls his fingers back and lifts them to his lips. And then he licks them clean, not leaving even a single drop.

He pulls back again, dragging his shirt off before sliding his hand down his torso and kneeling above me.

“Do you want me, Red?” A wicked smirk stretches his lips as he palms his dick, pre-cum seeping from its head and trailing down his thick length.

“You know I do.” I pull my top and bra off, discarding them toward the floor, ready to mount the sexy asshole. But he shakes his head, stopping me.

“You’re gonna need to be lying down for this.” He places a hand on my chest, pushing me back down onto the bed as my eyes widen. Taking my left leg, he throws it over his hip and settles himself between my thighs.

“I’m not holding back or going slow. I can’t wait a second longer.

” He lines himself up, pushing my legs further apart as he grips my hip, an impatience to his movements.

“I need to be inside you now more than I need the air I fucking breathe.” The tip of his dick enters me, pulling a small moan from my lips as his thick cock stretches me deliciously.

A strained grunt leaves his throat as he drives deeper inside me. “ So tight .”

He pulls back slowly, frustration biting at me with his absence, but before I can complain, he thrusts back inside me, the girth of him almost painful before he starts moving.

My body heats up again, my core clenching around him with each rough thrust, wanting him to fill me fully and sate the building need.

He pulls back and thrusts again and again, going deeper each time. Sweat builds on my brow as his thrusts grow rougher, the sound of our bodies joining filling the room around us.

His pace quickens, his grip on me tightening before he lifts my hips up slightly and into the position he wants before continuing.

I grip the bedsheets around me, the new angle making each thrust feel even deeper than before and has a moan leaving my lips.

My body grows taut and heavy with the orgasm he’s building, wanting my release quicker.

I slide one hand over my breast, pinching and rolling my nipple between two fingers as my other hand slides down lower.

I reach down between my legs, sliding one finger over my sensitive nub and an instant bolt shoots straight to my core and has me clenching around Annex.

I hear a heavy grunt and “ fuck ” before my hand is grabbed and I’m met with two sinfully dark blue eyes.