InkBorn (InkHaven Academy Book 2)

by Kenna Bardot

  He didn’t hesitate to answer, “Yes, but it would seem that I like the torture of it, because it turns me on as much as it pisses me off.” His hands ran over the skin of my back underneath my sleep cami, sending a shiver through me.

  “I don’t mind sharing you with Alec Gaius, or Emerson, or Gale, or even Ronan if the two of you ever cross that line. We’re all in this together, Vali. If you step outside our group, then we’ll have problems. And as much of a hypocrite as it makes me, I will never be okay with another girl joining us. I’m not into that, and it would bother me for you all to be with someone I can’t be with too.”

  “I’m good with just the six of us,” he agreed readily. “No one else.”

  “Good,” I murmured, although the nagging in the back of my head communicated I wasn’t quite on board with that thought. There was one more man who felt like he belonged to us, I just couldn’t rush the process of expanding my harem. If adding Vali had taught me anything, it was that patience was a virtue where my men were concerned.

  Vali’s eyes smiled up at me, crinkling in adoration. “I love you, Little Bird. I’ve always loved you,” his honeyed voice was silk as it coated my skin, and my forehead hit his as a smile stole over my face.

  “I love you too,” I whispered. “I always have, and I always will.” His lips took mine, soft and soothing as he grinned against me. When he pulled back, those hands lifted my shirt up and off my head. Straddling his lap put me at the perfect height for Vali to enjoy my breasts in his face, and he took advantage of that to immediately set to working one with his mouth. One hand wrapped around me to slide into my sleep shorts, cupping an ass cheek in his palm and gripping hard enough it might bruise. The door opened behind us, and I didn’t care. I knew it was just Emerson or Gale.

  Arms lifted me up and off Vali’s lap, and I struggled in their grip. When Vali’s eyes registered annoyance rather than open hostility I settled enough to smell Ronan’s familiar scent.

  “Get in the chair,” that deep voice commanded to Vali who only glared back. “I’m curious about something, and I think you’ll find you enjoy the outcome. Get in the fucking chair, Madden,” he grunted, and Vali shook his head but listened. Progress. I was quite impressed that no punches were thrown.

  Ronan set me to my feet, and I stared at Alec Gaius, Gale, and Emerson who’d all come in with Ronan and closed the door behind them.

  “Hi,” I giggled, and Ronan divested me of my sleep shorts. I was naked beneath them, and I could feel the growl where it stuck in his chest.

  “You trust me, woman?” he asked, and I nodded. I trusted all my men implicitly. “Good. On the bed on your back.” I crawled up on hands and knees, and I knew the angle gave all the men a perfect view. “We’re going to play a little game.” I turned around to watch all my men undressing, and I shivered in anticipation.

  “What kind of game?”

  “The fun kind.” He chuckled at my nerves, going to my wardrobe and taking out three of the far too many scarves Lottie had bought for me on our shopping trip. I settled onto my back finally, watching Ronan with trepidation as he stalked toward me. He adjusted the pillow, fanning my hair around me comfortably. The softest, lightest scarf dropped onto my stomach, one of my two heavier ones dropping to the bed beside me. Ronan took my hand in his, placing a chaste kiss to the back of my fingers before tugging it up so that my wrist approached the headboard. His focused eyes never tore away from the flesh while he knotted the center of the scarf around my hand and tied it off snuggly. Thoughts of the trial came to mind, and I whimpered. He stopped and gave me a quick kiss. “Don’t. We’ll keep you safe.”

  I settled as the ends wrapped around the bedpost and secured me to it. He climbed over me, his naked body brushing against mine as he smirked at me and repeated the motion to my other side until I was trussed up to his satisfaction.

  “We’ll all be as silent as possible, and maybe play with each other a bit too.” His grin was all nonchalance, because he knew our group well enough to know that all of us would be incapable of taking turns.

  “Your job,” he paused, gathering the soft scarf in his hands and folding it until it doubled on itself several times. “Is to feel, and when we ask, you’re going to tell me who’s touching you.” My brow furrowed when the scarf approached my face and understanding dawned.

  “Ronan-“ I protested as the scarf hovered above my eyes. My eyes widened in fear as I remembered all too clearly the fear of being in the dark. The fear of being helpless in the dark.

  “You trust us, baby,” Alec Gaius said from the foot of the bed, staring at me. “Gaylord told us what happened in the trial, and Emerson mentioned you’ve been having nightmares. We want to remove the fear. Replace it with something fun. Remind you that you’re loved.”

  I shook my head on a protest and jerked away from Ronan. “I see her,” I admitted. “When I close my eyes. I still see her.”

  I whimpered, and Ronan reached down to cup my cheek. His forehead pressed against mine, and he sighed against me. “This time, when you close your eyes, you’ll feel us.”

  My eyes darted over to Emerson and Gale, and I saw it, the worry in their eyes. I nodded at Ronan, because there was no doubt I did trust them. I met Alec Gaius’ eyes before Ronan’s deft fingers tied the scarf around my head, plunging me into darkness.

  There was a rustling sound, and wet noises met my ears along with Vali’s groan. “Vali doesn’t get to play,” Ronan explained. “He’s going to get acquainted with Emerson and Gale here and there while we play our game, but mostly,” he paused, leaning down to whisper in my ear. “He’s going to watch. Because I think we all know that gets him off.”

  I nodded on a sigh, mourning the loss of his heat when he stepped back from me.

  I waited.

  And I waited, anticipation sliding along my body rather than the fear and trepidation that being in the dark usually caused me.

  Finally, a mouth hit the space between my breasts, and a thick finger dragged through my slit, drawing moisture from my entrance up to my clit. I squirmed, and the tongue dragged over my breast to circle my nipple before dropping kisses down my stomach. He didn’t touch me with any part of his body but the hand at my core and his mouth at my torso – dropping lower and lower with every wet kiss. Two more hands spread my legs wide, the angles communicating they came from two very different men, and then that mouth pressed against me and the finger drew away.

  The tongue worked me, exploring every inch of the space between my legs and tormenting me into a frenzy. It dropped down and slid between my cheeks, drawing up in a leisurely lick that had me shrieking and squirming away from the pressure.

  “Who, Kaia?” Ronan grunted.

  “G-Gale,” I stuttered, and the mouth left me.

  “Good girl,” Ronan answered, and the two hands left me. The bed shifted, and a hand found one of my thighs as someone joined me on the bed. The head of a cock dragged through my folds, pressing to my entrance and thrusting in mercilessly. I gasped, grasping the scarves with my hands for something to hold onto as he brought my leg up to rest on his shoulder and continued to pound away. His finger found my clit, forcing me headfirst into an orgasm that made me scream.

  “Who’s inside you, Thief?” Gale asked, amusement in his voice.

  “Ronan,” I cried out, and he kept thrusting before easing up for a few pulses. He pulled away before he finished, and I whimpered at the loss. My disappointment was short-lived, the sounds of flesh slapping right next to me filling the void with the knowledge that Ronan was enjoying his other favorite in our group.

  The bed shifted again, and another weight settled between my legs. A new head dragged through my slit, already heavily lubricated by the time it found me. It slid lower and two hands lifted me up to shove a pillow underneath my ass and give a better angle. Pressure at my rear entrance teased me, and I let out a deep breath, opening myself to the unique feeling of a man entering me there.

  “Who?” Gale asked, his
breath huffing out in a pant.

  “Alec Gaius,” I murmured as he slid in and out of me slowly, letting me acclimate.

  “Dirty girl,” Alec Gaius said, a smile in his voice. “I love looking at this pussy while I fuck your ass.” I flushed, and his pace increased. The men were usually relatively gentle when they took me there, but Alec Gaius was clearly on edge from our separation. He took me with hard thrusts, making me gasp with each one as they hurt me.

  But it was a good hurt.

  “Gods,” Vali groaned, and there was a shift by my head. Someone pressed themselves to my mouth and I opened, taking him inside. “Who, Little Bird?” Vali asked, joining in on our game. The man drew back, and my body jerked with each of Alec Gaius’ hard thrusts.

  “Emerson,” I answered without hesitation, opening my mouth to let him push to the back of my throat on a groan.

  “Such a good girl. Knowing your men so well,” Ronan grunted, and I could hear how close to the edge he was. Alec Gaius’ breathing came in short gasps, and his thumb pressed to my clit and he shoved two fingers into my pussy and stroked my g-spot. I screamed around Emerson as I came again, collapsing between them and letting them use me. Alec Gaius came first, shoving deep inside me to release on a growl - warmth flooding into me. He pulled away slowly, but his mouth found my clit in place of his thumb. He worked me back up to the edge, never letting me fall over it while Emerson finished down my throat. Hands drew the blindfold from my face, and I opened my eyes to see Emerson smiling down at me. Ronan worked the tie from one of my wrists, and Emerson moved to do the other one. “Are you ready, woman?” I looked up at Ronan in shock, and he smiled in Vali’s direction.

  “Ready for what?” I gulped.

  “For me to release the beast,” Ronan laughed, and my eyes found Vali’s hands gripping the arms of the chair tightly, even while Gale knelt between his legs and played with his balls. I swallowed, and he nodded at Vali wordlessly.

  My bulkiest man strode for the bed, stepping over Gale in the process. His hands found my hips, and he flipped me unceremoniously. I shrieked and fumbled forward, but those hands drew me up to my knees as he climbed onto the bed behind me. Without a word, he was inside me, pounding against the end of me. I cried out, stretched to my limit by that huge cock, and whimpering as he pulsed in and out quickly.

  “Vali!” I protested, but I didn’t want him to stop. One of his hands gathered up my hair, and he tugged, lifting me up to my knees and wrapping a hand around the front of me to slide two fingers around where he took me. “Please,” I begged, and one of those fingers slid inside me alongside his dick, pulling at the front wall of my pussy and hitting that sensitive spot in the opposite direction of his length. I screamed out an orgasm, and he let me fall forward into my pillows. He pulled out, sliding up to enter my ass coated in Alec Gaius’ release. He slid inside, having to press a little harder at the end to loosen the flesh Alec didn’t quite reach where only Vali and Gale could hit. I keened a low cry, mewed in deep surrender and after a few deep thrusts felt myself stretch to accommodate him. He grunted, and then battered the end of me – only slightly more gentle than he’d taken my pussy.

  “Gods,” Ronan groaned, and his face was suddenly in my vision. “You okay, Kaia?”

  I moaned, nodding my head and giving him a little decadent smile. He laughed, shaking his head at me. Vali pressed a hand into my shoulder blades, deepening the angle of my back and hitting a new spot within me.

  One thrust.

  Two.

  He pulled out suddenly, and hot liquid fire hit my ass cheeks and lower back. His hands stroked over his release, rubbing it into my skin gently, almost reverently. He followed, covering me with his body and still connected to me - not even caring about the sticky mess between us. His hand was wet as it wrapped around me to grip my stomach, spreading his release even further over my skin.

  “Did I hurt you?” he asked, and there was shame in his voice at losing control. His clean hand drifted up with a little smile, stroking my scarred cheek as I turned my head back to look at him from the side of my eye.

  “I wouldn’t have let you hurt me. I’ll be sore, but in the best way,” I sighed, wincing when he pulled away. I half dozed off, even as my men sat me up and wrapped me in my robe. I didn’t think I was even awake for most of my shower, but I enjoyed the sounds of my men’s voices as they comforted me and laughed with one another around me.

  “How are you feeling?” Emerson asked after they’d settled me into my bed and Alec Gaius, Vali, and Ronan had left to return to their apartment; Gale to his own Docent quarters.

  “Like liquid,” I giggled, and he gave me that boyish grin I loved. I was glad I’d finally been able to feel, love again.

  “That’s the best feeling,” he agreed.

  “Are they that rough with you? Have they just taken it easy on me?” I rested my head against his chest as soon as he joined me in the bed.

  “Ah, well they have taken it slightly easier on you, but that was certainly rougher than they usually are with me. I don’t like it quite so rough, and Ronan and Alec Gaius know that. Gale loves it – the harder the better. It would seem, that you’re in that camp too.”

  “I like it gentle too,” I protested on a yawn. “All that matters is that it’s with the five of you. Or maybe six in the future, yeah?”

  He smiled at me indulgently. “Maybe. But for now, sleep, Precious.”

  So I did and this time, I did not have fearful dreams of the helpless dark.

  Twenty

  Kaia

  Needless to say, getting called down to the Headmaster’s office was not on my list of favored activities.

  The man hated me with a passion, and I’d managed to mostly avoid his focus, only having it for events where we were both in attendance. As such, I wasn’t sure what I’d done to draw his attention this time, and I swallowed nervously as I walked. When I turned the corner down the hallway to where his office was, Gale emerged from the other end. We met in front of the door, and I ran one finger down the side of his arm.

  “What are you doing here?” I asked, even as I had a sinking feeling.

  “He called me. You too?” His eyes were somber, worried, and the feeling only sunk further.

  “Yes.”

  The door swung open, and Pia stepped out with an arrogant smirk on her face. She saw the two of us, an eyebrow shooting up. She turned to Gale with a sickly sweet smile on her face. She cooed, “Hello, Docent Porter.”

  “Miss Ramos.” Gale nodded at her, the Docent facade returning in full force. She nodded before smirking at me again, which just made me roll my eyes. I knocked to be polite, before pushing the door open and poking my head into the ornately decorated office of the pompous shit stain who called himself Headmaster.

  “You wanted to see us, Headmaster?” Gale stepped in first and asked. I followed close behind him.

  “Ah, Porter, Miss Shaw. How fitting. Close the door behind you.” The command was clear, and we made our way into the room, my eyes catching Docent Ho’s form lingering against the wall. “Take a seat. You too, Porter.”

  I nodded, hurrying to one of the two chairs in front of his desk and perching onto it precariously.

  “What’s this about?” Gale asked, taking the seat next to me – ever so careful to maintain an appropriate distance.

  “Miss Ramos expressed concerns that you’re engaged in an inappropriate relationship with Miss Shaw.” Headmaster Stewart levelled his glare on Gale. I sat up a little straighter in my chair, trying to contain my silent fury. That was why she’d looked as she had when we’d seen her out in the hallway.

  That bitch.

  “Now, Miss Shaw.” Docent Ho turned her gaze to me, and there was less harshness in it. In fact, I could see how supportive she was of me. “I can understand that a woman in your position might feel it useful to do whatever was needed to catch up on your studies, considering the likelihood of death if you were unable to do so.” She cast apologetic eyes to Gale
, before continuing with the script I had no doubt the Headmaster had set. “There won’t be consequences for you, if you admit that,” she paused, and gritted her teeth. “Docent Porter took advantage of your situation to maneuver his way into your bed.” With the bland look she threw at the Headmaster, it was safe to say that she absolutely did not believe the shit spewing out of her mouth. I couldn’t imagine how awful it was having a boss like Archibald Stewart.

  “There will, however, be consequences should we discover you lied to us now to protect him,” Headmaster Stewart input with a glare. I knew in that moment that they both knew it to be true. The Headmaster wanted nothing more than an excuse to punish me, but in order to avoid that I would need to make Gale out to be some kind of sexual predator. I wouldn’t do that for anything.

  “It’s true,” Gale inserted, taking the Headmaster’s focus off me. “I’m in a sexual relationship with Kaia, as well as Emerson Hawkins.” His voice was nonchalant and his gaze was bored as he stared back at the Headmaster. I saw the way his fist tightened on his lap. I could only imagine he was refraining himself from hitting the Headmaster. Zeevar knew I was feeling pretty violent myself.

  “Then I’m afraid you’ve given me no choice but to transfer you from InkHaven,” the Headmaster seethed, no doubt hating Gale even more for foiling his attempt to trap me.

  “I’m sorry, but have I missed something? I don’t recall that fraternization with Docents being in the rules as one of the things I couldn’t do when I arrived at InkHaven, and as it was only a year ago those rules are fairly vivid in my mind.”

  “I don’t believe they are included, Miss Shaw.” Docent Ho gave me an amused half-smile that she tried to hide by the angle of her face. She did wink me at me though, so I was certain she approved.

  “And it was also my understanding that Gale was not solely responsible for grading my examinations?” I asked.

  “No, no he is not,” she agreed readily.

  “That’s hardly the point. We can’t have Docents seducing students. It sets a bad precedent,” the Headmaster argued as he sat back in his chair.