The Last Bell: Great Falls Academy, Episode 9
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“Seems you need to learn to be cautious about the scraps you start,” Coal says gravely into my ear, the amusement peeking from beneath the stern tone doing nothing to soothe my racing pulse, my body lifting desperately on its toes as River flicks his tongue right over my aching bud.
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Lera
I scream into the night, moisture slithering down my naked thighs as the tip of River’s tongue traces the hood around my swollen bud with quick lap lap laps that send jolts of sensation zinging through all my nerves. That would have me falling flat on my face if Coal and Tye weren’t now bracing my shoulders, Shade nipping my lips gently before pressing a string of kisses along my jaw.
Down my exposed throat. Along my swollen, aching breasts.
Shade’s tongue circles my nipple, the sensitive tissue already peaked and hard. When the male suckles on it, the slight ache of the pull shoots right to my apex. To where River teases me so so close to the looming release that my whole body shakes with the need of it, my sex, the backs of my thighs, my breaths, all trembling beneath the males’ unyielding hold.
“I do like those sounds almost as much as I like the lilac taste of you, lass,” Tye says with approval, now circling my other nipple with his tongue. “And I truly like where we have you just now.”
“Bastard.” The words come in pants, my body so aroused, I can barely breathe for the need.
“Oh, you’ve no idea,” Tye says, rising to whisper into my ear. “I’m just gettin’ started.”
Pulling me away from the others, Tye frees himself in one practiced tug, the tip of moisture on his pulsing cock catching in the starlight. The thick shaft is so long and thick, it curves slightly, the velvety skin stretched with taut, mouthwatering deliciousness.
Hooking his hands under my slick thighs, Tye lifts me easily into the air—and lowers me right atop himself. The large head of his cock penetrates my channel with slick precision, Tye sheathing himself fully a moment later before pausing to let me adjust to the great size of him. Before… Before nodding over his shoulder.
The emerald gleam in the male’s eyes is enough to send my heart racing, my channel gripping his cock as if that can help anything. I know it can’t, not beneath the males’ unyielding hands. And that somehow only feeds my need, whipping my throbbing sex to a new frenzy.
River’s woodsy scent touches me before the male does, coming up from behind to lather his fingers in my moisture while Tye holds me impaled on his cock.
“I will be inside you soon, Leralynn,” River promises, his hands now sliding to massage my backside, spreading it apart to the chill air and his slickened fingers. When he traces my rim, I clench it closed on instinct, despite longing for the feel of him there. For the feel of them all.
“That won’t work, and you know it,” River murmurs into my ear, his commanding voice as intoxicating as the feel of Tye’s cock filling my channel.
I wriggle anyway, though there is nothing to be done.
Slowly, keeping me wrapped tightly around him, Tye lowers to his knees and then his back with me astride him, his eyes glinting mischievously in the moonlight. Before I can so much as adjust my knees on the cool balcony floor, I feel a firm hand on my back, pushing me forward until my nipples brush tantalizingly against Tye’s hard chest.
With both hands now firmly on my bottom, River positions himself at my back hole. My heart races with anticipation, each beat echoing through my core. Through the magic that makes every touch a thousand times more exquisite. Intense. Unbearable.
Tye seizes my mouth, distracting me with his wicked tongue. I whimper against him. Draw a breath.
And that’s when River pumps into me from behind.
I feel a burn as his cock stretches me wickedly, the pain morphing at once to hot liquid pleasure. To a glorious fullness that fills my backside and my magic and my soul. River’s breath is warm and unsteady against my neck, his grunts of pleasure tickling my skin. Driving me mad.
For a moment, he stays there, letting me adjust. Then, as one, River and Tye start pumping in tandem. Slowly, sensually, filling my channels again and again with powerful thrusts that reverberate through my whole body. The heels of my hands dig into Tye’s rock-hard shoulders, the double fullness of his cock filling my sex while River’s claims my back hole stealing both my breath and my sense. Pleasure ripples through me in growing waves, the world swimming more and more with the powerful twin thrusts echoing through my core.
The heat of the males’ bodies wraps like a cocoon around me, their two cocks pumping in intoxicating harmony.
Thrust, thrust. Thrust.
They move faster as my body adjusts. Harder. The wet sounds of slick skin striking full force echo through the night, the males’ groans joining my breathless sounds in the night.
Thrust, thrust. Thrust.
The stars dancing in the sky meld with the ones waltzing before my eyes, my body a bouquet of sensation I can’t keep up with. Heat. Fullness. Desire. A slow, unrelenting climb up to the parapet of the highest cliff I’ve seen yet.
Without warning, River pulls me off Tye and up to my knees, still buried deep inside me. I growl at the loss of Tye’s pounding length, but River slides onto his back, leaving my pale breasts and belly—and sex—splayed wide open to the moonlight. Without hesitating, Coal kneels between my legs, his blond hair loose around his fiercely beautiful face, every ridge of his formidable body tightened with want. Purple specks already dance in his eyes.
My mouth waters at his long, thickly veined cock, twitching with his heartbeat.
He pauses at my opening, longing and uncertainty warring on his face.
“Trust me,” I whisper. You won’t hurt them.
With a groan, he plunges into me, his hard cock striking deep with a wet slap.
I scream and buck my hips, silently begging both males to move faster. Coal starts pumping hard, this new angle sending him deeper than ever before, filling me again and again. He tweaks my nipples with rough, callused fingers, shooting fire straight to my bud. River’s powerful arms lift me along his hot length, my tight hole clutching and pulsing around him.
When I blink to find Shade and Tye standing naked, their hardness bathed in the moon’s pale light, my mouth waters with a want so great that my plea comes out strangled and high.
The males answer my call at once, kneeling by my side, their dripping cocks moving toward me like two grand desserts, tempting me with a thousand promises.
My heart pauses as I grip the shafts, one in each hand, savoring their hard feel. Savoring their glorious taste as I lick one head, then the other, until I’m sucking each cock in turn with a greediness to match the demanding pulsing filling my sex. My bottom. My soul.
Shade’s and Tye’s thick thighs shake violently, their hands gripping my shoulders. Supporting their bodies as much as mine. Our quint holding one another up as magic and arousal batter us with a tsunami’s force.
Somewhere in the forest’s darkness, a pair of owls exchange hooted greeting, the trees rustling their branches in the chilly night breeze. Somewhere, this is just another night. But not here. Not on this balcony, where the mating bond pulls me toward my males as fiercely as my need does.
River’s thrusting deepens, his hips bucking up with a rhythm that Coal matches with unrelenting force, his eyes glowing purple now, making my own magic rise to its call. In and out, in and out, hitting every nerve. Sending me closer to soaring with each wet strike of thighs and sacs.
The next time I breathe in, I am no longer sure whose cock it is that is so wonderfully salty and thick and sweet as it tightens inside my mouth, and whose bunches just as fiercely inside my palm. Callused hands grip my sensitive breasts, a pair of cocks filling me in a final, grand pump that comes just as Coal’s deft finger brushes my engorged bud.
Molten heat rushes through me. My magic, my muscles, my channel all spasm as I tip over the edge of the grand abyss. Agony grips every fiber in my body—agony that melts to equally unbearable ecs
tasy a moment later, with release echoing through my core.
I’m in free fall, my back arching over and over. Sounds that have no meaning escape my throat, while four males shout my name in unison, their seed exploding inside my channel and backside, coating my mouth and breasts. Filling me with warmth and love and promises of forever.
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Lera
“You know, the one thing I still don’t understand is how our original Mystwood key ended up in my change of clothes back in the beginning of the year—after Coal had taken me for a punishment run. There was a note, but I didn’t recognize the writing.” I try to make my voice light despite knowing this is the last conversation I’ll have with Arisha and Gavriel for a long time. “River said he’d given it to you to examine, Gavriel—but what happened after that?”
Behind us, the males are triple-checking the horses, Coal having decided at the last moment that he wants to lunge my mare, Sprite, before we ride out, while Shade and a female healer debate the safety of my sitting in the saddle at all. At the top of the keep, the last bell I’ll hear at the Academy tolls its own farewell.
“Seeing how the key disappeared right after I saw Arisha eye it, I’d assumed she’d taken the artifact to study in private,” said Gavriel. “Is that not what happened?”
Arisha shakes her head, Gavriel frowning down at his niece in surprise.
“I had considered it,” Arisha admits, chewing on the end of her braid, “but changed my mind. Other things seemed more pressing at the time. I certainly did not put it into the clothes River asked me to send over to the infirmary for you.”
“Well, it was in there by the time Rabbit brought—” I stop, my eyes widening. Rabbit. The little boy who knew the truth all along. “Where is Rabbit?”
Arisha looks over my shoulder, wincing. “I’m no powerful immortal, but I don’t imagine your bags usually move of their own accord.”
Turning, I mark a large bundle shifting around beside our other gear just as Coal walks Sprite back and clips the mare into crossties. Before I can step forward, Coal yanks the living luggage open. Rabbit’s thin, shaking body pops free of the cloth. Even standing twenty paces away, I can see the tears running down the child’s face, his cheeks white with fear beneath Coal’s ice-blue gaze.
My chest tightens as Rabbit tries to take a step back and Coal’s hand clamps down hard on the boy’s shoulder.
And then Coal is down on one knee, saying something too quiet for me to make out, his face never giving sign of seeing either Rabbit’s tears or the boy’s valiant attempts to dry his cheeks with his sleeve. When Rabbit nods, Coal holds out his hand, the two shaking in an unholy alliance that sends a warning shiver down my spine.
“River,” Coal calls over to the stable as he unfurls back to his full height, his hand still gripping Rabbit’s shoulder. “We need another horse saddled. I’m bringing a training aide back to Lunos with us.”
“What? Never mind,” River’s exasperated voice comes from the stable’s darkness. “You can take a training aide, Tye can take a brothel, Shade can take every bloody potion in the Academy for all I care by now. If we can just please go.”
“What exactly do you think he wants to train in?” I demand of Arisha, my hand tightening on my friend’s wrist as Coal pulls a boot knife from his leathers and hands it to Rabbit.
“Parenting, I think,” Arisha mutters, just as Rabbit tosses his new blade into the air. My eyes widen as the sharp knife twists blade down before falling right back in the boy’s hands. Blood spills from cut palms, an ear-piercing shriek bringing all the males out with weapons drawn to correct the problem. Arisha clears her throat. “Well, they do say practice makes perfect.”
I laugh, the first true joyous laugh I’ve had in a long time. Looking around at my males, my friends, my future, I decide that I like the world into which our twins will be born.
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