“Then tonight’s the night.” Colin sounds sure but Finn looks hesitant.
“Guys, I’m in. Goddess knows I love Lena. But since our relationship is still new, shouldn’t we give it time to evolve and grow?”
Colin’s lips are set in a determined line. “It’s a risk. Like love deepens with time, so does hatred. So yes, our
love might grow but the curse will only get stronger with every passing day. At midnight tonight, Samhain will officially begin and the air will be buzzing with magic. I say that this is our best bet.”
Lena
The boys bring me my dinner and I don’t know how they convinced Mrs. Patmore to let them take their own food up here too but I’m grateful because I’m starting to suffer from cabin fever and I feel lonely.
I didn’t realize how much going to class kept me sane even when I had to rush back home in town to take care of grandma.
And I miss my grandma, she would’ve loved Max, Colin, and Finn.
I know something is going on because the guys are as nice and attentive as usual but I don’t miss a certain tension beneath every look, every word and every touch.
That’s another thing: they normally love to brush against me or wrap their arms around me but tonight they seem more affectionate than usual.
I know our relationship has gone from simple schoolmates to
boyfriends and girlfriend very recently and extremely fast but I’ve already got used to their touchy-feely way of being with me, so the fact that tonight they’re being physically closer, can only mean one thing.
Max must’ve talked to them about our conversation earlier in the shower and they must be willing to give me everything other than kissing me. After dinner, Finn proposes a movie and as we settle down on my bed, I’m sandwiched between him and Max, while Colin sits further down with my feet on his lap.
It’s getting late but my body is buzzing with excitement from the constant touch from the boys and when the movie’s credits start rolling on the screen, Finn pulls me towards him and his soft lips begin trailing hot kisses down my neck, while Max opens the buttons of my shirt and begins skimming his hands around the edge of my bra.
His blue eyes are fixed into mine with a silent request and I nod my permission to take the bra off.
He’s the only one who’s seen me naked and I feel embarrassed for a moment when I feel all three boys’ gazes on my breasts.
But the heat I see in their eyes has the opposite effect, they make me feel beautiful and wanted, more than I’ve ever felt in my life.
And then when Max closes his mouth around the hard peak of my nipple, Colin begins kissing his way up my legs until he reaches the material of my panties and again his gaze meets mine asking me if he can remove them.
I nod but I’m about to protest that I’m naked while they’re totally dressed and like if they could read my mind, Max, Colin, and Finn shed their clothes.
I’ve never seen more perfection all at once: they’re all sculpted, smooth, and powerful and they’re all obviously excited to be naked with me. Their lips kiss every inch of my body and very soon I’m moaning and gasping as my core begins to clench around air in search of relief from the delicious pressure that their kisses have built up in me.
They’re all observing me intently when Max asks me if I’m sure I want to go all the way.
“Yes.” Colin asks me if I know who I want as my first and that’s the only time when I wish I could give this one thing to all three of them.
“I don’t know. It doesn’t matter guys. I feel the same way about all
three of you. I want all of you with every fiber of my being.”
Max smiles. “Then close your eyes, baby. We promise it won’t hurt.”
I’m about to ask him how he can possibly promise me that, but Colin explains.
“My grandma has this old spell book that she got from her own
grandma. It has a spell for protecting against pregnancy, STDs and any pain. It has been used on the women of my family for generations. So we’ve got you, Lena.”
I was going to ask him how he got the spell if he told his grandma that he was gonna have sex with me but I close my eyes, relaxed because I love and trust these three boys.
Love is the word that comes to my mind and it feels right, it fills my heart in ways that I couldn’t have thought possible before the guys and I got close.
I feel someone’s hands gently grab my hips as he lines up with my opening and two sets of lips trail kisses up my neck.
And as Colin promised, I feel no pain when one of them enters me with one single thrust.
I’m so distracted with that feeling that I almost don’t feel the three sets of lips that cover mine.
Someone has my bottom lip between their lips and two of them are kissing one corner of my upper lip but my whole lips are covered in a sweet, shallow kiss.
I open my eyes with a gasp: what are they doing? I don’t care if this kills me but I couldn’t live with myself if they got harmed in the process.
I feel a rush of heat propagate from my lips and invade my whole body: it’s the exact opposite of the icy feeling I got when Jessica cursed me. After a long moment in which none of us dares to move the guys take their lips away from mine and I find myself staring in Finn’s silver eyes as his hands cup my face and his hips start moving slowly as he thrusts in and out of me.
“It’s over. Your lips are back to normal. The curse is lifted.”
I can barely think straight because of the sensations that the rolling of his hips is creating between my legs but I manage just one word:
“How?”
Max explains with one single word: “Love.”
That’s when we hear a blood curdling scream coming from beneath
us. “Noooo! You fucking bitch! You skunk!”
I realize that it’s Jessica’s voice and that her room is right beneath
mine. Normally I’d be running down to see what happened but nothing is more important than to make love to the boys who just risked everything to save me.
So everything else will have to wait until tomorrow.
Lena
“Can someone help me fasten my necklace?”
“Yes, baby.” Max completes the task at hand by standing behind me in front of the mirror and then spins me around to face me and crushes my lips with his in a passionate kiss.
When we part, we’re both breathing heavily and I almost consider taking my purple ball gown off and skipping the Samhain ball to spend the night with my three hot boyfriends.
Almost. Because really, we’ll have all night to make love and none of us wants to pass up on the opportunity to gloat on Jessica’s Sandy’s, and Mandy’s humiliation.
The scream we heard was really Jessica’s: when the curse was lifted, the icy darkness that had invaded my body descended on the three witches that summoned it in first place.
And while the visible mark of the curse on me was that my lips had turned a blackish purple that gave me a goth vibe but was similar to the effect of wearing a lipstick. In their cases, they got marked with huge purple ‘X’ covering their whole faces.
Miss Lockwood came to check on me this morning and she explained that when the curse was broken, the last page of the spellbook appeared only temporarily and she read it because she was still studying the spell in search of a loophole.
“The only antidote for that curse is true love: if Romeo kisses Juliet with all his love, with no fear of death, the curse will vanish. But as we all know, black magic requires some kind of price. It won’t be a life because if no life was taken but the person, or people in this case, who cast the spell will be forever marked to show the world how deep their hatred was. Basically, hatred marked their souls to begin with and now their faces will forever be marked too. No makeup will ever be able to cover that mark.”
Miss Lockwood was adamant that the Council should be informed about the events that occurred in the last few days and was pretty sure that the th
ree mean girls would be sentenced to death.
“I have a better idea, Miss Lockwood. Can we talked about it with the headmistress?”
Ms. Morgan accepted my terms: I would plead with the council that her daughter’s and her friends’ lives be spared and in return, she’d pay for my college expenses at Draiochta U.
The guys were against letting the girls get away with detention for the whole year, especially when I didn’t even ask for them to be excluded from academy’s social events.
But I shrugged with a smirk on my face: “Think about it. Everyone already knows what they did because those three didn’t even keep their mouths shut about cursing me. And now they’ll have to go to school all year with those horrible marks on their faces. They’ll have to live with giant X marks going across their faces, forehead to jaw, with no way of ever concealing them. What punishment could be worse, since their vanity spurred them to cast that spell in the first place?”
The boys chuckled and Max took my hand to guide me out of my room, on our way to the ballroom.
“You know what, guys? Remind me to never cross Lena.”
THE END
Academy of Lust
By
Suki Williams
Trigger Warning
This story contains BDSM elements and adult content meant for readers over the age of 18. May be a trigger for some.
Prologue
Attention Students,
The 401st Showing will be taking place on Lunesday in Luxure Hall at midnight.
All students are welcome to attend to see the new soumis.
Assigned handlers for the showing are as follows:
Kade
Draven
Hunter
Xavier
Miles
Finn
All handlers are expected at the quarantine to pick up their charges at exactly eleven thirty. No exceptions.
Corvina Vendler
Headmistress
Chapter One
The grind of metal woke me from my exhausted stupor, but I didn’t bother to move as the door opened fully. Not leaving me long to wonder what was going on, someone took hold of the leash that was still attached to me and guided me from the cell. The gentless was appreciated, though that could be because I didn’t bother fighting the pull like I could hear the others doing around me. The grunts and cries of pain as people made a last ditch effort to get away surrounded me and reminded me of the screams I heard as the car pulled up here yesterday.
Distantly, I tried to process my lack of resistance, but it was a fleeting thought. There was no way out from this, not right now at least. Within these walls I had no chance of getting away, and once you were bound to an incubus or succubus, that was it. At least from what I’d heard.
After taking many twists and turns, the air around me heated to an almost uncomfortable level, and the sweat began to run into my eyes. Lifting my hands slowly to rub my face made the metal lead clink sharply together, and at the sound the person leading me turned at the movement based on the rustling of their clothes, but when I just put my hand back down after getting the sweat wiped away, they turned back around.
Finally, we stopped moving and the presence of others around me pressed like a weight against my mind, but given the silence, I had a feeling it was handlers or other chosen like myself who were so close. It was unnaturally quiet to the point where the only sounds were the quiet murmurs that were quickly silenced by the smack of a hand against flesh. Doors opened, and loud chattering voices intruded upon the hush. The abrupt noise was deafening after almost twenty-four hours of silence. Their voices sounded young, and the shuffling of feet echoed in the room.
A click of heels echoed through the space before a throat cleared, silence descended once more.
“Students! It’s time for the next showing.” Cheers shook the room while the whimpers of those nearby surrounded me.
“Remember the bond must establish in both parties for it to be acknowledged and honored by the council. Now that you have been reminded, here are the soumis!”
With no warning, the hood was ripped off, and I was assaulted by bright lights trained on me. Trying to blink away the floating dots obscuring my vision, I realized I was on a stage with two other men and three women. All of us were naked with our hands bound as we faced thirty incubi and succubi, all taking us in carefully like we were meat at a market. Their eyes glittered with curiosity and lust as they took us all in. It was an uncomfortable, but thrilling feeling, being under that amount of scrutiny, but my dick didn’t get that message as it twitched to life. Fuck.
I found myself searching the seated people, and my eyes snagged on a succubus sitting in the back of the crowd looking down at her phone. Something about her made it so I couldn’t look away. She was wearing a loose white button-up shirt, and her hair was a messy tumble that obscured her face from my eyes, but the ordinary brown locks stole my focus as I willed her to look up at me. From what I could see she looked to be close to my own age and there was a commanding aura around her that was staggering even from across the room.
“Him. I want him,” a grating voice called out, and suddenly, a tall statuesque woman blocked my view, as her hand slithered down my torso leaving me with a slimy feeling of distaste on my tongue.
I cringed away from her touch, and the cruel smile that graced her face transformed into a scowl.
“Miss Roberts, it looks like the bond isn’t mutual,” the dry voice from yesterday responded behind me. “You may return to your seat.” She backed away slowly, though her anger nearly sparked in the air between us as she continued to stare me down.
Others came up to lay claim to the captives around me, and I searched the crowd to find the succubus from earlier was finally looking up at the stage, and her roaming eyes halted as they landed on me. My dick fully hardened under her regard. Those untameable brown curls surrounded an average looking woman, but her deep gray eyes sucked me in as did the crooked smile that teasing her lips as she took me in. She stood up slowly and padded towards me though no one around her seemed to notice until she got closer.
A shriek of indignation filled the air as she stepped in front of me, from the female who’d approached me earlier. But it seemed to almost come from a distance as the one in front of me lightly placed a hand on my chest, and a deep searing and icy burn spread across my pec and down my ribs. At that, the room became still, and an older woman approached.
“A soumis and a mate bond? That’s...unusual. You may take him now into your care and your rooms.”
At that announcement, the man behind me went absolutely still and paused a moment before handing my lead to the female in front of me. A mate? To a succubus? I don’t even know her name. The mixture of lust and confusion made my head spin as I realized the radically different direction my life was taking, in more ways than one.
She took hold of the black leather carefully before leading me out of the room and away from the cold eyes of the first succubus who tried to claim me. The man who had stood behind me followed us from the room and down the dark stone walls. There was a tension between them, and with me stuck in the middle, I decided that being quiet would be best, even if I had questions burning to get out.
“They are getting to fear you, Kainda.This is your fifth soumis.”
“Them or you?” Her deadpan reply had the man coming to a full stop, and she turned to look at him, past me.
I didn’t move for fear of having their disagreement extend to me.
“I don’t fear you, Kainda. I fear for you. Too much attention is not good with the Council and you know it.”
“I cannot change the ones that are drawn to me or me to them,” Kainda responded vehemently. I couldn’t see what the man was doing, but the tension between them slowly faded, and she gave him a soft look. “It’s because he is also a mated bond, isn’t it?”
‘He’, as in me. I attempted to curl into myself as much as I could manage to look like a smaller target as I felt the
ir stares turn to me. I kept my eyes trained down, unwilling to see what their expressions held at that moment.
“So well behaved, even without the hood,” the man praised, and I felt a flush spread across my body.
“And responsive, it seems.” Her voice deepened to a husky drawl that had my dick starting to leak. “Let’s get you to your new room, darling. It’s time we got to know each other better. Kade?”
Kade. “After you.” The name and the way his voice had deepened with lust sent flames down my spine.
A swift tug on the lead and I was struggling to keep up with her brisk pace. I didn’t pay much attention to my surroundings as I trailed behind besides the fact that we were going up and up. Everything blurred together as I felt the smooth, velvet power swell between the two beings I was walking behind, and the dormant power of the academy radiated into my bones.
It was too soon yet not soon enough when Kainda stopped at a door and unlocked it. With a hurried movement, she led me inside to complete darkness, Kade pulling the door firmly shut behind us.
Unlike my hood, this was a darkness filled with promise of heat and pain. This time I embraced it because in my lust-addled state I couldn’t wait to see what was next.
Chapter Two
“Unbind his hands, Kade,” Kainda instructed the man behind me. Rough fingers trailed against my sides as he reached around to untie me, and I realized I had never gotten a full view of him, even as we walked here or on the stage.
Before I could decide what to do about that, I felt Kainda’s soft hands thread themselves into my shoulder-length hair and push me down onto my knees. I followed her guidance, collapsing down and looking up towards her, but the darkness of the room made it impossible to see her. Or him. I wasn’t so sure why it kept bothering me that I hadn’t seen him, but I didn’t have time to dwell on it.
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