Initiation Year 1: An Academy Reversed Harem Paranormal Why Choose College Bully Romance (Fallen Fae Academy Book 1)

by Rachel Angel

“You like that?” Oak said, watching Kingsley eat her.

  As Kingsley worked on her, bringing her to heights she’d never been to before, Zed and Red each took to a breast and kept her nipples erect with their hands and mouth. The threesome of sensations was overwhelming, and she thought her body would burst.

  Then Oak added the final straw. He leaned over to kiss her, a deep hot kiss that had his tongue sweeping in to bring her higher still.

  She’d heard of orgasms before, had heard girls talk about it, boast about it, dream about it. She’d even considered masturbating a few times, but had never dared.

  Now, as that explosion built up inside her, as her body shook, she wanted to scream. As it took over her, she had to let out that scream. She had to release the intense explosion she felt inside.

  “Oh, my God!” she shouted as she pushed Kingsley’s head deeper into her crotch. Waves upon waves of pleasure rippled over her, each wave getting a little smaller, a bit less intense, until finally her breathing returned to normal.

  Kingsley rose and licked his lips then guided his cock deep inside her. She reached out to grip the guys around her, holding onto them as Kingsley fucked her for her first time.

  They all watched Kingsley, hungering for their chance to take her, and when Kingsley groaned and climaxed, yelling out Harley’s name before stepping back, Oak came around, eager to fill her.

  He grunted like an animal, gripped her hips like a savage, and rammed his cock inside her with much force. And when his orgasm shook him, his loud cry filled the room.

  When he stepped back, Zed picked her up off the table and carried her to a bedroom where he set her face down on the enormous bed. Kingsley sat on a nearby chair, while Oak sank into a small recliner.

  Red and Zed stripped off what remained of their clothes, and while Red headed up to sit on the pillows, Zed stood at the foot of the bed behind Harley. He pulled her up on all fours and ran his hand up her thigh and over her ass, while Red patiently stroked his cock just inches from her face. “Your ass is so perfect, Harley. Ever since you stripped down to your undies at the Fall dance, I’ve dreamt about wanting to fuck you from behind. There is so much we want to do with you.”

  “Think you can handle it?” Zed said to her.

  “Do you really want a pair of twins?” Red said.

  “Let’s see what you guys have to offer,” Harley said, barely recognizing the husky, horny voice that came out of her.

  “That’s our girl,” Zed said.

  Zed pried Harley’s thighs further apart and reached around her leg to stimulate her clitoris while he edged his cock inside her. At the same time, Red guided his cock to her mouth.

  The softness she’d felt with his cock in her hand was even more pleasing in her mouth. She ran her tongue over the length of his cock and ran circles around the cap, while Zed gently pushed in and out.

  From one corner of the room she heard Oak grunt and sigh, while from the other corner, Kingsley groaned.

  “Ready?” Zed said, his cock hardening even more. He thrusted hard and fast into her, pumping her until she was moaning.

  Harley groaned as both of them filled her, and their thundering cries announced their orgasms. Sated, breathless and sweating, Zed flipped her over onto her back, and Kingsley and Oak joined in, saying she’s being initiated alright.

  “Once she’s had our cocks fill her, she wouldn’t want anyone else’s,” Kingsley said.

  “How’s this for your first time, Harley?” Oak said. “All four of us filling you to the brim, coming on you and in you.”

  “You are ours now,” Red said.

  “You belong to us, the Fallen Boys, now and no one else,” Zed said.

  “You gave us your virginity,” Kingsley said. “You gave us willingly so you gave us the power to control you sexually. To make you come whenever we want. To make you think of us when you think of sex. When you see another man who you want to have sex with, you’ll see us and feel us fucking you. You will only want us, our touch, our tongues, our cocks.”

  Harley groaned out of pleasure and the overwhelming sensations she was getting at the hands and mouths of the Fallen Boys. “Yes, yes, yes!”

  Later, in the middle of the night, Harley awoke to a tangle of limbs, in a nest of muscular security, and she smiled.

  She had it all.

  Chapter 12

  Since her night with the guys in Vegas, they’d been friendlier to her, and whenever she was ever alone with any one of them, she would end up being fucked by them or being eaten out by them.

  But as she passed the soccer field and saw Oak alone on the bench, she hesitated before going to him.

  She’d caught glimpses of the end of the practice and had noticed the way Oak was running. Something was wrong. Even from a distance she’d notice the slight grimace on his face as he walked back to the bench. But she didn’t want to meddle. They were friendly, but not quite friends.

  But then when the rest of the team left the field, and Oak didn’t join the guys as they all headed inside for a shower, she suspected something was really wrong.

  And now, seeing him just sit there staring straight ahead, she was sure of it.

  “What’s going on?” Harley asked Oak as she finally decided to join him.

  Startled he looked back at her.

  “Hey. Just taking it easy a minute.” He pulled off his t-shirt and draped it over his legs.

  “Is that really it?” she said, letting her gaze trail over the lines of his back and down his muscular arms. “I thought I saw you limping during that last exercise.”

  He chuckled. “You did now, did you?”

  “Yeah. I did.”

  “What’s going on?”

  “Just one of those things. You know. You trip over the grass, you trip over another guy’s foot. Whatever. It’s no big deal.”

  “Okay. Fine.” Harley stood in front of him. “Why don’t you head to the showers, then?”

  “I’m not ready.”

  Harley smiled. “Seriously, Oak. I might not know you all that well, but I think I know when someone is hurt and trying to hide it.”

  He looked up at her. “You don’t understand.”

  “I think you can’t stand on your two feet. Do I understand that?”

  “Okay, you win.” Squinting as the sun hit his eyes, he looked up at her and grinned, as he readjusted the t-shirt on his legs.

  Harley noticed then that the t-shirt he’d so casually draped over his legs hid the issue. She reached down to pull it off and Oak stopped her.

  “How bad is it?” she said.

  Reluctantly, Oak pulled the shirt off.

  “Holy crap,” Harley gasped. “Your ankle is twice the size it should be.”

  A small packet of ice was directly on his ankle, but the ice was melting fast.

  “Come on,” she said. “Let’s get someone to take a look at you.”

  Oak took a hold of her hand. “Harley, I can’t. I can’t let them know that I’m hurt. If they find out, they’ll leave me on the bench. I can’t do that.”

  “Oak, you might not have a choice. If you don’t get this taken care of, you won’t be able to play, no matter how much you want to.”

  He shook his head. “If I just sit back and take it easy for a few days, I’ll be better. If they find out that I’m hurt, I’ll have to get checked, have to go through therapy, have to get checked again, and throughout all that, I won’t be able to play.”

  Licking her lip, Harley nodded. “Okay,” she said, resigned to his argument. “Then let’s get you to your room, and we’ll see what we can do from there.”

  Still holding her hand, he pulled her closer and smiled. “Thank you,” he said softly.

  She held his gaze, once again stunned by just how gorgeous he was. “Thank me later.” She nudged her shoulder under his arm. “Ready?”

  He smiled at her. “I’m a pretty heavy guy, you know.”

  “I’ll do the best I can.”

  With slow and
steady progress, Harley was able to help him back to his room, and once inside, she settled him onto his sofa.

  “Do you have ice?” Harley said, heading to the kitchen.

  Only then did she notice just how big his room was. It wasn’t just a room; it was an apartment. He had a full-sized fridge in the kitchen, a full-sized oven, and a microwave.

  “No, but I have an ice-pack.”

  Harley opened the freezer, found the ice-pack and headed back to Oak, noticing the large bedroom as she passed by. She knelt in front of Oak and set the ice-pack on his ankle.

  “How’s that?”

  He winced slightly and nodded.

  “You have a nice place. You all alone in here?”

  “Yeah.”

  “Lucky. I have to share a space half the size of this with April.”

  “Well, it’s partly due to Ashley.”

  Harley felt the unfamiliar sting of jealousy at the sound of Ashley’s name.

  “Really?”

  “Initially the school had given me a smaller room. I mean, it was nice and everything and I would have been more than happy with it, but Ashley wouldn’t have it. She made a huge fuss over it, went to the Board, threatened them with I don’t know what and forced them to give me this room.”

  “Well, I guess that was pretty thoughtful of her; to go to so much trouble on your behalf.”

  He snickered. “It was hardly on my behalf. She couldn’t stand the thought of spending time with me in what she called the charity case hovel. I mean, I went to her place a time or two, and wow. You want to talk about a huge, lavish apartment. You would have thought you were in a palace.”

  “So then why didn’t you guys just hang out at her place instead of making such a fuss?”

  He shrugged. “You know that I’m only here because of what I can do on the field, right?”

  “Yeah.”

  He pursed his lips and looked straight ahead of him for a moment. “I think a part of her was attracted to the star athlete. I think she liked the attention that she got because of the attention that I was getting. But, I’m not rich and I have no royal blood. I’m not a noble. I’m just a normal guy. I think that somewhere inside her, she didn’t really like that, and I think she didn’t want that ‘normal guy’ in her palatial apartment. Like I would ruin her pristine white sofa and shit.”

  “Well, you know. She’s the one who came out a loser. You’re a great guy with so much to offer, and it’s a shame she couldn’t see that.”

  “I’m really sorry I got on board with her and bullied you. I guess for a while I let her take too much control. I let her convince me that I was above you.” He shook his head and grinned dryly. “She was just so fake. I can’t believe I let myself fall for her.”

  Harley cocked her head to the side. “Well, she’s a very pretty girl. And when she wants to play nice, she can be pretty convincing. I know; I was taken in by her a few times.”

  He chuckled. “Yes, she is pretty. But in the end, I realized that I hadn’t worked so hard to become the best player that I could be, just to have someone like her remind me that I just wasn’t quite good enough, you know. Hell, the only reason I’m here at all is because they want that damned tournament cup so bad.”

  Harley lifted the ice-pack and took a peek at his leg. “Feeling better?”

  “A bit.”

  “I really think you should stay off it for a long while if you want to get back on that field any time soon.”

  “Can you stick around?”

  “To help you out?”

  “It’d be nice.”

  “Sure. I can hang out here for a while.”

  He shifted up on the sofa and re-settled his leg that so obviously caused him pain.

  Harley ran her hand gently up his calf.

  “Hmmm, distraction. That’s good,” he said as he closed his eyes and leaned back.

  She ran her hand higher up his thigh and back down again. Encouraged by his groan of appreciation, she put both her hands to the task, massaging his calf muscle then working on his thigh. She switched to his other leg and every time she worked her way up his thigh, her arm brushed against his cock.

  “I think you might have found the cure,” Oak said in a deep, husky voice.

  She continued to massage his leg, allowing her arm to brush along his cock more and more, also allowing her massaging fingers to go higher and higher under his shorts.

  When her finger brushed directly along the length of his incredible erection, Oak let out a deep groan. Harley left his leg and concentrated on his cock. She pulled down his shorts and looked at the large member as her hand ran up and down the stiff shaft.

  Oak’s breathing became loud as his hand came up to rub the back of her neck, gently guiding her to his cock.

  She brought the huge shaft to her mouth and sucked on him until he roared into the room and came in her mouth. He grunted as he held her head in place while his cock thundered through its orgasm and finally began to soften.

  “I swear,” he said, his eyes narrowed and sated. “If you can come back and do that every day, I’m going to be a beast on that field.”

  Harley wiped her mouth on the front of his shirt and smiled. “We’ll see about that.”

  Chapter 13

  At the end of the physics class, Harley gathered her notes and headed to the door. Out in the hall, she noticed Red and Zed leaning against the wall looking at her.

  “That was pretty high praise from Professor Reed,” Zed said to her.

  “She’s not the type of teacher to give empty compliments.,” Red add. “For her to point you out as one of the best students she’s ever taught means you must be pretty good at this shit.”

  Harley snorted. “Yeah, I guess I’m pretty good.”

  Red slapped Zed’s chest with the back of his head. “We were talking, and we wanted to take you up on your offer.”

  “Offer?” Harley said. “What offer?”

  “At the beginning of the year. You said you could help us with this stuff.”

  “Oh,” she said with a playful grin. “That offer.”

  “We could pay you,” Red offered. “I’m mean, we’re both pretty far behind, and we’re going to need a lot of work… a lot of help.”

  “That won’t be necessary,” she said. “I’d be happy to help you guys out. When do you guys want to start?”

  “How about tonight?”

  “Okay. I’ll head to your place after dinner.

  ***

  For just over an hour Harley had Zed and Red concentrating on their studies, but it then became more difficult to keep them focused.

  “Come on, guys,” Harley said. “We’ve gone over this three times.”

  Zed tossed his pencil to the table. “I know. It’s just not sinking in.”

  Harley saw him glance at his phone again. It was the fourth time in the last half hour, and while she didn’t want to reprimand him for it, she knew it wasn’t helping.

  With a grunt he set his phone back on the table.

  “What’s so important that you can’t simply focus here?” she reluctantly said.

  Zed looked pointedly at her. “You know there’s a war going on, right?”

  “Yeah.”

  “And it’s been getting bloodier lately.”

  “No,” she admitted. “I hadn’t heard that.”

  “Well, you do know that our father is out there, fighting, right?”

  Harley gathered her notes and lined them up neatly before setting them back down on the table. “Sorry. Yeah, I know that General Dunsworth is out there fighting, but, I have to admit, that I never really thought of it in terms of your father. I’m sorry. You guys must be really worried about him.”

  Red nodded as he held up his phone. “These last few messages… Things aren’t going well. The Fall army, led by my father, is now at a disadvantage. There was a time when everyone thought that it’d be a quick and decisive battle, but it’s proving to be more complicated than that.”
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br />   Zed looked at her from under his brow. “We’ve been talking about enlisting.”

  Shocked, Harley sat back. “No. You can’t.”

  “You have no idea what it’s like being here and…” He shoved the books and notes away from him. “Soldiers are out there fighting and dying. And what are we doing? We are sitting here in a pretty apartment with our noses in these stupid books.”

  Harley could understand their frustration. “I know all of this might seem futile to you now,” she said, pointing to the books and pages on the table. “But, there’s so much you can learn here at the university. Things that you’ll one day put into practice. Physics is a part of virtually everything in the world, and you have no idea how it could come into use.”

  They both looked at her, unimpressed.

  “Besides,” she went on. “Don’t you think that your father would have sent for you if he needed you? Don’t you think your mother would be sending you off to war instead of keeping you here? I mean, in addition to these classes that I am positive will one day serve you, consider all the training you’re getting here. All the valuable training. You can’t just head off to war and start shooting. You need the training first.”

  Zed grinned. “You know, you’re pretty smart for a…”

  “Oh, please. No. Don’t say it,” she cut in. “Please don’t say that I’m smart for a girl. That is beyond insulting.”

  “Actually,” Zed said as he leaned in closer to her. “I was going to say that you’re pretty smart for a human.”

  Harley laughed. Looking directly into his clear blue eyes, she saw a smart man with a fierce loyalty to his parents. She also saw a man who hungered for her, and that made her hunger for him all the more.

  For a sexually charged moment, they stared at each other, as if each dared the other to make the first move.

  “Oh, hell,” Red said. “Go ahead and kiss her already.”

  Zed reached around to grasp the back of her head and pull her closer, capturing her mouth with his. The heat of his tongue as it tasted her, explored her sent a thrill of excitement down to her thighs.

  “I’ve had enough with talking about wars,” he said as he clutched her to him and lifted her up. He brought her to his bedroom and set her down on her back.