Upended Life (Artemis University Book 1)

by Erin R Flynn

  Yeah, I took off the bra. I touched my breasts and gave him the best sultry look even though I was dying to do this in the harsh lights of the meeting room. “Like the dream?”

  He snorted. “Better. So much fucking better. I bet they feel even better too. Taste sweeter. I want you, princess. I brought protection.”

  I frowned. “I have a condom.”

  He winced. “The one you had wasn’t really big enough. It was almost painful and I was worried it would break.” He leaned in and brushed his lips against mine. “Say yes, my princess.”

  “Yes, please,” I whispered, loving how his nostrils flared. “Make me feel good, Hudson. Give me every reason not to run from this place.”

  Talk about waving a flag in front of a bull—or dragon—because I was back on the table in a flash, his lips on mine and his hands massaging my breasts.

  “I’ll make you come and come again, Tamsin. You’re so fucking pretty when you orgasm. I could watch it all the time and never get off. Fuck, I so want to taste you. Let me lick your pussy, Princess.”

  “Shit, this is seriously intense and sexy with you talking in my head,” I admitted, dripping wet. A bit more making out and I lay back on the table, spreading my legs for him. “Eat me, my dragon. Lick me up and fuck me.”

  His eyes went wide and then about rolled up in his head. He leaned down and spread me wider before attacking my pussy. He sucked on my lips, clit, and all of me.

  He used his tongue, teeth, lips, and a combo of all three that sent me over the edge too fast. But he kept going, saying everything delicious in my head, including his confusion how sweet I tasted.

  It sounded cheesy to tell me I tasted like his favorite fruit but sort of sweet too. He started adding fingers, admitting he was too on edge and was dying to have me.

  I nodded, wanting to feel him inside of me.

  “I can’t wait until you learn how to talk in my head too,” he confessed, nodding when I gave him a shocked look. “You will be so fucking powerful, Tamsin. My aunt didn’t start this early and with the blocking of the vaccines it’s impressive. She can talk in my head, see images, send images, and more.” He licked his lips. “You’ll be able to send me images when you want me and how. So hot.”

  It was. I groaned, glad he got wound up that I liked the idea. I was on my sixth orgasm when he pulled out the condom, the one for bigger boys. I licked my lips when he undid his pants.

  “There is something so dirty and naughty that I’m naked before you and you’re just going to pull it out and fuck me.”

  His nostrils flared as he eyed over my lust-filled body ready for him and dripping again. “I like it too. I want to be naked with you and a lot, but this is… Yeah, just delicious.” His hand slowly moved up my hip, over my stomach, and cupped my breast. He licked my nipple and then gave me a kiss. “My princess gets naked for me and demands I fuck her. So perfect.”

  “Then get to fucking me,” I ordered with a growl.

  He licked his lips again as he pulled out his cock and put on the condom. “You should order me to pull it out so you can suck it. I might come just from that if you did.”

  I swallowed loudly. “I’ve never done that, given a blow job.” He gave me a shocked look. “Guys get demeaning once you suck them or when they demand you suck them. I didn’t like the way I saw guys treat girls when they knew they would suck guys off. I wouldn’t do it.”

  “You’ve been with the wrong guys, Princess.” He reached up and cupped my cheek as I felt his cock push against my entrance. “When you’re ready to give me that gift, I will appreciate it, not look down on you.”

  Well, that sounded nice.

  He spread me wide and pushed in me, both of us groaning at how good it felt. If I was more sentimental I would say it was because of how good he felt, but this was just sex.

  Kinky, hot, addictive sex, but just that.

  Totally.

  “You feel so fucking perfect, even with this fucking condom I hate.” He kissed me, touching me gently as he worked more of himself in me. “This is so intimate. I never thought to have sex like this.” He smiled when I nodded, kissing him this time. “There’s something I’ve always wanted. Will you give me my fantasy, my princess?”

  I nodded. “There are things I want too. Lots of them.”

  “Good, I’ll give you all of them. Hang on.”

  I wrapped my arms around his neck and he lifted me up, wrapping me around him as he stood. I moaned as I slid down on him further. His eyes were deep lilac and full of fire as he moved me, watching me as he easily lifted me up and down and all I could do was hold on and enjoy the ride.

  “Fuck, this is everything.”

  “For me too.” He groaned when I kissed him, attacking his lips and rubbing my chest against his when he moved me. “So much better than the fantasy. It’s you. Everything is better with you. Heaven is being inside of you, Tamsin.”

  “Almost there,” I admitted, the angle perfect and his fingers digging into my ass making it more somehow.

  “Come for me. Fuck, I love the way your bare pussy feels. I love how it tastes. I want to touch it and never stop.”

  Yeah, I came, burying my face in his neck and trying not to get people to come to the meeting room. We completely ignored the risk and were totally lost in each other.

  He gave me another orgasm and then I couldn’t take any more, pressing my lips to his ear and begging him to come in me. He did, grunting and growling as he pulled me on him harder until he was spent.

  “Wear a skirt tomorrow.”

  I snorted, gasping for air. “You’re so pushy and demanding. Don’t be a jerk.” I leaned back when he started arguing. “You have my number. I didn’t say we could only hook up if I wore a skirt. You did, fetish boy.”

  He winced. “Your legs are just so pretty I can’t resist. It’s not a fetish, just hot I can access your sweet pussy like that.” He kissed me as he gently pulled out of me. I winced as he sat me on the table, cupping my face and searching my expression. “Did it hurt?”

  “No, just tender from all the orgasms,” I admitted, ducking my head when he chuckled at me.

  It was nice to hear him chuckle, sexy, like what sated guys could have after sex but so much better when it was him.

  I raised an eyebrow when he took care of the condom, just dropping it in the trash can there like no one would notice or care. He came over to me and spread my legs again, running his fingers over me.

  “I love you’re tender and swollen from me. Fuck, I want you again, Tamsin.” He licked his lips as he glanced between my face and his hand. “Let me see you tonight too.”

  “That’s too much,” I argued. “I’m not used to a sex life and not with a fucking third leg, Hudson. Go easy on me, okay?” I blew out a harsh breath. “It never ends here and all I want to do is get on my bike and clear my head but I can’t because I have to be babysat.” I shrugged when he frowned, realizing I was close to saying too much. “I’m an unknown and that means not knowing all the dangers.”

  “And you’re powerful already. Yeah, you’re a nice asset that many will try and win over.” He shrugged when I gave him a confused look. “Think of yourself like a free agent. You’ve not declared a team or focus on species, meaning smart—but some conniving—people will recruit you for their team.”

  “Okay, let’s not pile more on or I’m going to take off,” I grumbled, reaching for my panties. He shocked me by taking them out of my hand and slipping them over my feet and helping me into them. He was all tucked away and clothes fixed but now he was actually redressing me.

  Why did I find that so sexy?

  “You’ll let me know when you want more, right?”

  I swallowed loudly when my gut said he meant more than sex, not just wanting the next time of sex. I shrugged. “Maybe it depends what you text me.” I smirked at him as I slid back on the garters and knives, completely dressed now. “Thanks for the scalp massage and stress relief.”

  “Any time,�
� he muttered, sounding amused.

  “Don’t say that to a woman with this much hair. I could use a scalp massage daily.”

  “Any time,” he repeated, running his fingers along my braid before pushing it over my shoulder. “We should get to lunch. Class is just ending.”

  “You’re such a bad influence on me. Making me skip my first week.” I gave a dramatic sigh and slid my bag on before going for the door.

  He beat me to it, unlocking the door and opening it for me. It was then I saw he had his own bag too and hadn’t noticed it.

  Headaches made details not as important. I still had an echoing ache, that line of maybe it might come back, but it didn’t hurt at the moment.

  “Something the faculty—the headmaster for sure—wouldn’t say is they had something like this last year too. I guess every year some freshman breaks that NDA we all sign and they make an example of them big time. It happened the first week last year and no one came close to pulling anything again.

  “It sucks it was you and you have a real reason to be scared someone will post about you to our social media, but I don’t want you to think people just blow it off. They don’t. They won’t ignore this and I promise people will be at their dorms after classes checking the sheet that came in their packet for what they signed.”

  “Better late than never,” I sighed as we walked out of the building without getting caught having sex in an administration meeting room. “I read it but I don’t have any social media and I don’t want it so it didn’t matter to me. The only people I would talk about students here is to whatever supe police you guys have or yeah, like Edelman.”

  “How did your power assessment go? You had a headache from practicing, right?”

  I gave him the short version as we walked across the quad to the cafeteria. It wasn’t until we reached where to swipe in that I understood what Edelman had been talking about.

  “You can hear me, can’t you, you naughty bitch? Oh yeah, I bet you get off on hearing all the thoughts about you. Well, I think you should suck my cock, choke on it, and you’ll like it.”

  I growled, glancing around as I looked for who it was, locking gazes with someone smirking at me. I stormed over to him but before I could get him, Lucca slid in the way, holding his hands out in surrender.

  “You can’t react physically to any thoughts. It’s a rule,” he warned me. “Not just for telepaths but when we learn runes or mental shield classes. Assholes are going to abuse the rule to goad you.”

  “That’s bullshit and different if they’re directing it at me.”

  “True, but no one else can hear it so it’s not like if he said it and I decked him it’s because we all heard it,” he explained.

  “Run,” Hudson snarled at the guy. I saw the guy dart off but he was just one of a bigger picture.

  “Did you learn how to block?” Lucca asked quietly.

  “I don’t think I can until I’m done with the doc’s pills,” I grumbled under my breath.

  “Fuck. You eat too much to skip meals.”

  “Thanks,” I drawled.

  Hudson let out a huff that sounded more like he was blowing fire at people. I turned in time to see him go to the last table of the cafeteria and push it into the far corner. He waved me over and gestured to it.

  He made me my own island. That was so sweet even as it was sort of embarrassing. But I went, thanking him.

  “Are you okay?” Izzy demanded as she came racing over to me. “I heard people taking bets that you’d punch someone in the cafeteria before lunch was over and that was the way to get you kicked out. Blake was making it clear she’d give someone a nice prize if they could.”

  “Seriously, I’m going to strangle that bitch,” I seethed. “I’m two seconds from jumping on my bike and racing out of here.”

  Izzy patted my arm but then I realized the brat really reached into my bag and grabbed my keys. “I’ll go get you some food.”

  “Izzy, I will retaliate,” I warned her. “Especially if someone steals them off of you and they take my baby from me.”

  She winced, handing them over to Hudson. “No one will take them from him. It’s good to have scary friends. Just until we have a better plan.”

  “I had a good plan,” I growled as she walked away, calling the next part after her. “I’m going to dump you out the window in your sleep.”

  She shrugged. “I’d survive a one-story fall.”

  Lucca burst out laughing and even Hudson looked amused. Mason and Juan joined them in trying to keep people back and they were pretty effective.

  No matter how much Blake promised them to try and get me expelled before she could get in trouble officially, people weren’t willing to get flattened for it.

  Word must have reached Craftsman because he came in a bit later and before I could even figure out what he was doing, he wrote a rune on my hand.

  I gasped and then I felt pressure dissipate. I blinked at him and sighed; the only thing in my head was me for the moment.

  “How did you do that?”

  “I studied a rare barrier recently and figured out how to recreate it in a way,” he muttered. “Sort of. It contains your magic to you and keeps others’ from you.”

  Wow, that was cool.

  Mason seemed to figure out what I was thinking because he chuckled. “You don’t even know the half of it, Tamsin. Dr. Craftsman is a savant because he can create new runes and spells. There’s only a handful of people who can do that and normally because they have a collective of people to pull energy from. It takes an exorbitant amount of magic to pull off a new rune.”

  “How?” Hudson asked, glancing between Craftsman and me.

  “I used the juice she gave me before I got her the reservoir and some of my own.”

  “Thanks, Doc,” I whispered, truly touched. Not just because he protected me, but I could see in his eyes that he couldn’t stand the thought I would hear filth and worse pointed at me, more than just worried I’d punch someone.

  He nodded. “You got this. Melody said she’s making you buy another bike so she can tail you when you need to take off.”

  I groaned. “I cannot have a babysitter for life. I was going to go down the road a bit and turn around, not even stop at a town or come into contact with people.”

  He moved his hand to my arm and gave a soft squeeze. “Wait until the weekend. Mel can drive in front of you and get a good head start so you can drive like a bloody demon.”

  “Someone else might have to learn to drive a motorcycle because she drives too fast even for me,” Mel said as she joined us. “And I fucking fly through the air when in dragon form.”

  “Or—and this is just a crazy idea—we stop acting like I can’t take care of myself at all. I’ve done a lot more than go for a drive for years on my own. Let’s pretend that matters.”

  “Just the semester, you promised,” Craftsman reminded me.

  “Yeah, remind me not to make any of those promises anymore,” I grumbled, plopping on a chair.

  Even with the rune, they kept me in the corner and brought me food like I was an invalid. Still, I appreciated having friends who wanted to protect me.

  I about fell off my chair as the next tables filled up with Natalie and her friends, then Darby and several of the other scholarship students. No matter their species, I’d been nice to the scholarship students and they had my back, adding another layer of barrier to get to me.

  It was really nice and made me feel a bit mushy inside.

  I just needed the rest of the day to not have any more drama and get back on track. By some miracle it actually happened.

  20

  Wednesday was also fine, people understanding they couldn’t help Blake out and ignoring it all. She got in a ton of trouble and it was still ongoing, a full review, and yet she was still staring daggers at me and clearly trying to retaliate.

  The bitch was basic and couldn’t move on. Great.

  Whatever, I’d dealt with worse.

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bsp; Classes were going well and I was handling the pressure and work. Mel held her first session of extra physical training help and a lot of people showed up.

  Like a lot so I got tagged as an assistant to work at following up with her instructions. She started at basics for people like Izzy who clearly had never thrown a punch, but still managed to spend a good twenty minutes helping Darby, who looked relieved.

  What was Coach Khan actually teaching and then blaming the students for not progressing? I hated lazy people so I might end being harsh on him if he wasn’t doing his job.

  I ended up wearing pink panties on Thursday and teasing Craftsman, who loved it from the looks he was giving me. I didn’t do much, just a few flashes and stretches, but he knew it was just for him. I planned on sending him a picture later of what the panties looked like up close.

  I did get to debate this time, apologizing to Instructor Tate about Tuesday.

  He waved it off and gave me the short intro as he handed me the syllabus and packet. The basic gist was he didn’t force us to argue for points we didn’t agree with so we could always change topics, but really it was to teach us to debate on an even playing field.

  It made sense in a culture that was ridiculously caste or cliquish.

  So it was a pretty quiet day until Geometry 101, which was by far my hardest class as it took the premises of human and math geometry and turned them into magic and all kinds of mystical stuff.

  Great, except I hadn’t had the math one yet so I was pretty lost the first week already. Not good.

  And my rush from the pills happened in that full class with Blake and others that I worried about being vulnerable around. The problem was I didn’t get enough of a warning to step outside. That would have been too easy on me.

  It started and I had the reservoir ready, holding it and trying to keep quiet at least, but everyone was ready and watched me like the attraction at a freak show. Things got worse when the reservoir didn’t work for some reason.

  I tried and tried to push the power into it but sparks flew off of it and my hands like I was flicking a damn lighter. I whimpered and reached in my bag for my phone.