Page 101 of Storm of Shadows

She stares at me in disbelief. “It’s ‘okay’?” she hisses. “Of course, it’s fucking okay. It has nothing to do with you.”

“Did you not just hear me say that everything about you has to do with me?”

She pulls against my grip. “Let go of me. I’m leaving.”

“No,” I say petulantly. I have a taste of this toy – a fucking intimate taste – and I don’t want to let it go.

Then she does the last thing in the world I expect her to do. She stamps her booted foot down hard on my own. It takes me by surprise. I howl in pain and release my grip automatically. In a flash, she’s slipping out of the door, her light footsteps audible on the staircase.

For a moment, I consider chasing after her and dragging her back. But I’ve had my fun for tonight. I can afford to let her have her way this time.

I step back towards the chest of drawers and examine the surface; there’s a smudge of her arousal there and I drag myfingers through it and bring it up to my mouth, sucking the musky mess off my fingers.

Fuck, a girl never tasted so good.

Fuck, a girl never came so hard on my fingers – never felt so good on my fingers, her pussy tight and warm and convulsing in sweet waves.

Was I telling the truth? Is it because this is meant to be – destined to be? Or is it the girl herself?

She has a pretty enough face, her figure is all right. She’s nothing special and yet she turns me the fuck on.

I want to explore more of her, the quiver of her throat, the crest of her breasts, the pert tips of nipples and her ass. Fuck, yes, her ass.

For several moments, I stand there lost in the memory of what just happened, playing it over and over again in my mind. Then, I drag my gaze up to the mirror and stare at my face.

There’s a smile on my lips.

I smile even wider.

What a fucking awesome night this turned out to be.

Coming home to get my dick sucked and finger-fucking our little thrall.

I thought the academy would be a bore – I know where I’m going at the end of the year. The trials will be no test for me. And I’m being forced to sit through lessons when there’s nothing more to learn.

I changed my mind. It’s going to be a lot of fun!

I descend the staircase, finding the other two in the lounge. It seems they also left the party early.

“The little thrall just stormed out of here like someone lit a firework up her ass.” Dray tilts his head, examining me as he sniffs the air. “Can I assume you had something to do with that?”

I shrug and yawn. “I fingered her.”

Dray bursts out laughing. “Fuck, man, were you that bad at it? The girl looked like she swallowed a hedgehog.”

“Trust me, she enjoyed it,” I say, smiling to myself.

Thorne gapes at me, then storms right out of the room.

“What’s his problem?” Dray sniffs.

“No idea,” I say.

Apart from that little display before the run, Thorne has shown no interest in the girl at all. And that display, I suspect, was more about maintaining our reputation and ensuring those at this academy know we’re in charge, and nothing at all to do with keeping the girl safe. After all, I had to practically force him to spend time with her this week.

Thorne doesn’t give a shit about the girl. He doesn’t give a shit about any girls or anyone for that matter.

“Did you make her come?” Dray asks.