Spells and Shenanigans: A Paranormal Academy Bully Romance (Sleepy Hollow Academy Book 2)

by Zara Zenia

  I couldn't get out of there fast enough. Luckily their bickering had given me the perfect opportunity to leave without getting too much heat. I felt bad for having caused a fight between my parents, but it was almost guaranteed they were going to fight about something anyway. I got in my car, which was still only two years old anyway, and headed upstate a ways to see my girl.

  The only thing was, while Marina was my girl, she belonged to a few other guys too. I tried not to think about that part too much. I was the furthest from a prude out of a lot of people I knew. I'd definitely played the field, and often with more than one girl at a time. When you were a top student who just started college, and the ladies found you to be pretty irresistible, might I add, it wasn’t really that hard to get some.

  But this was different for some reason. I was really starting to like her, and that made it a lot more than just playing the field as far as I was concerned. I didn't think I would have gone throwing the big "L" word around or anything at that point in time, but yeah ... well, it was complicated to say the least. Thinking about it all, I noticed that I was starting to creep over the speed limit as I headed out of the city. Driving through the country to get up to Sleepy Hollow was a great way to clear my mind, which was sure to leave me feeling relaxed and ready to devote my attention to a girl who was honestly one of the most special people I'd ever met.

  Not long ago, if someone had told me I would think that about a poor girl from the country with a really ordinary family, I would have laughed in their face and called them stupid. Now, yeah, well. I went to Sleepy Hollow and realized I was quite a bit early. I guessed I must have been driving faster than I noticed. Lucky for me, I was an excellent driver so there was no danger, especially not in my luxury sports car that handles the road so well. I decided to go sit in and audit some classes, since Sleepy Hollow and other schools in the area make that option available to other students.

  I decided it might be nice to brush up on my telepathy basics. These things were second nature to me already but checking out what the competition was learning wouldn't hurt. As I sat down at the back of the lecture room, I felt good about doing some actual schooling for the day. I would be able to tell my parents that I did study after all, and hopefully that would help to cool down their disagreement from earlier.

  Just then I got a text from Mom, which read, I hope you have thought about what I said.

  My reply was, I'm sitting in on a telepathy lecture right now.

  There was no reply, but that probably meant she was at least satisfied enough with my decision to not hassle me any further. Anyway, after that I audited a couple more lectures, doing my best to keep my focus and pay attention. The only thing that was really on my mind was Marina though. Ever since first meeting her, I had not been able to get her gorgeous face out of my mind. The funny thing was, I kind of disliked her at first. Alright, we both hated each other, and it was obvious to each of us and those around us. That's the way we were set up to respond to each other though: we were school rivals after all.

  Today was the day of her Final Test too. I had already done mine and aced it, of course. I'd been wondering if she chose today for me to visit just so she could rub her success in my face. That's the old me, the pettiness and distrust of anyone who might stand in my way. But she was just as competitive, probably more so honestly. What the hell, I decided. If I wanted to be real boyfriend material, I would need to get over that and show her some support.

  I decided to go see her compete. When I got to the lecture hall that had been set up for her finals, I was underwhelmed. Sleepy Hollow was meant to be the best paranormal college in the whole state, but all I saw was a bunch of large tables that had been set up at the front of the room.

  There was a young girl performing what must have been the last part of her test in front of an audience of mostly other students who were also doing tests that day, as well as lecturers and some proud parents. She was a shifter, and currently in the process of turning into her other form: a black cat. It was an awkward ten seconds or so before she finally did it without any issues. The large communal sigh of relief from the people sitting and watching was audible.

  "Nicely done," said one of the three judges, a middle-aged woman with long red hair, sitting at a table at the edge of the stage area. "Although, you will need to work on your control if you want to keep up with the requirements next semester," said a fat, balding man beside her.

  I hadn't been able to spot Marina in the audience, but then her name was called, and she walked out from behind a section that was out of view. She looked more beautiful every single time I saw her, and my heart began to race instantly. That, and I felt a distinct urge in my dick that made me want to leap across the lecture hall and hold her.

  "Please stand on the marked area," said one of the judges, then, "Begin", looking over to a freshman looking student who was by the corner of the room. They then pulled on a thin rope and looked up expectantly. Nothing happened. I instantly realized that some kind of most likely harmless booby trap had been set off that was meant to fall on the spot where Marina stood. There was a plastic bucket on a pully system on the ceiling, but the rope hung loosely from it.

  "Wonderful!" shouted one of the judges.

  The audience was notably excited by the results too. Not knowing what was going to happen, I will admit that it took me a minute to catch on that this was a test of her magical luck ability. Just then, the bucket fell though, and everyone gasped all together. The rope was still attached to it, but it came loose from the pully. It swung and flew over to the judges, spilling the entire contents of glitter over each of them.

  "But you still need to work on not letting your good luck cause bad luck to those around you, I'm afraid," said the fat male judge, his bald head no longer bald at all. It was covered with a thick layer of glitter as he'd been the one to take the brunt of the 'trap.' "Still, an excellent result! Wonderful work, Marina Kendall."

  I waited outside while a slew of people left the test room. Finally, Marina showed up with a bright smile on her face. "You must be really happy with your result," I told her as she almost walked by, not having seen me standing by the door at first.

  "Oh, Tom!" she shouted with a gleeful schoolgirl tone of voice. "I wasn't sure if you were going to be here to watch." She ran over into my open arms and we embraced, deeply kissing with the kind of rushed force that you'd expect from a couple of teenagers who were crazy about each other.

  "Hey there," I said with my best deep voice. "You look hot as hell. Smart and sexy, wow."

  "Oh, stop," she said with a little laugh that drove me crazy.

  She smelled so good too, I just wanted to eat her up right there in the hall.

  "Did you see the result of my good luck though? I'm starting to get worried about that."

  "Hey, that grumpy bald judge didn't seem too upset, even with a head full of pink glitter."

  "They're taking it easy on me for now, but I know that's not going to last into next year. What if my powers keep growing but the bad luck transferal never goes away? I won't be able to use my powers without hurting someone."

  I agreed that was troubling, but we didn't hang around discussing it anymore. We had planned a date and were headed over to my car. I went around and opened the door for her, doing my best not to seem like a douche while doing so. "My lady," I said, hoping she would find it charming instead of cringey.

  "Aw, what a gentleman. That's why you're my favorite."

  The word 'favorite' only reminded me that I was still just one out of four men who were dating Marina. I know she didn't mean it that way, so I shrugged it off. Before she had a chance to see the chocolates, I got for her that were sitting in the backseat, I raced around and grabbed them.

  "I got these for you too," I said sheepishly. I'd never felt the slightest bit awkward around a girl before, but Marina did something to me that occasionally turned me into a nervous schoolboy.

  "You're such a sweetheart, Tom. Thank you.
Oh, my favorites too. That's double favorite! So, are you going to tell me where you booked for us to go on our date?"

  "Only the best for you, baby," I said. We went to a nice, stylish Thai restaurant. I knew she loved that kind of food, anything spicy and authentic really. And I didn't want to go for something too expensive or 'snobby,' as she would have put it. Just a well-reviewed, honestly good place to eat and share some much wanted time with her.

  As we shared our meals in the nicely lit ambience of the restaurant, Marina asked if we could talk about school. "I know it's probably not something you want to discuss when you have some time away from family and the pressures of study. It's just..."

  "Hey, you can tell me anything, Marina. I'm always here for you."

  The smile she gave me at hearing that warmed my heart, even more than my excellently made red curry was. "Thank you," she said in the sweetest voice I had ever heard. "I know we're rivals and all. Can we talk about finals?" She laughed at that, and I understood she was thinking about the same thing as me.

  "Well, we used to be rivals anyway," I corrected her. "In fact, I think you might have outright hated my guts the first few times we met."

  "Okay, maybe I just kind of had some minor thoughts about you getting hit by a bus so I could be the top of the state."

  "Wow..." I looked at her in fake-shock for a moment before we both cracked up with laughter. "Okay, so we did hate each other, but that's only because we're both such dedicated and excellent students. That's also why you shouldn't be worrying about how you're going to do in your finals."

  "It's easy for you to say. You're—"

  "Lucky?" I said, meaning to make a joke because she's the one who's literally lucky with her magical ability.

  "I don't want to get into that," she said. "But you know you were born pretty lucky. And yes, I know you were talking about my luck magic. Very funny." She was smiling but now her happy demeanor had been overtaken by a sullen expression. She tried to hide it with a forced smile, but I knew her well enough at this point to be able to tell that it wasn't real. I'd spent more than enough time gazing into those perfectly stunning eyes to be able to tell when she wasn't being genuine.

  There was also my wizard magic that was always turned on at least a little, even though I worked to never use my telepathy or other mental magic on her. I had to admit that I had used my illusion magic on her before though. That was only for minor things like hiding when I accidentally tripped and nearly fell while she was there. And masking it that time I stupidly spilled marinara sauce on my white shirt when we were on our very first date. I don't feel bad about little glamor type spells like that. Those weren't being used in a way that's any more disruptive than makeup or a hairstyle in my opinion.

  The date went well after we'd finished talking about the upsetting realities of being high performing students who were under a lot of pressure. And then we went back to her dorm room, where her roommate had been nice enough to stay at a friend's place so that we could have the whole room to ourselves. That's where the magic really started.

  As we entered the room, I could feel the excitement growing inside me. Looking at Marina's beautiful crystal-like eyes, it was easy to tell that she was wanting me maybe as much as I wanted her.

  "So..." she said in coy-shyness, "what would you like to do now?"

  "Well, I don't have to be anywhere in a hurry."

  "Oh, you can't stay over tonight, I'm sorry. I promised my roommate that I wouldn't make her stay out all night. It's just that it's finals and everything, so she has to study, and practice too is all." The way she was telling me this only made her seem more attractive. Marina was such a considerate person that she would never want to put someone else out so she could fulfill her own wishes.

  "Hey, that's okay. I wouldn't want to put anyone out. You're not allowed to have boys stay over anyway, are you?" Hopefully the desperation in my voice wasn't obvious. Truthfully, the question wasn't just about me. I was wondering if she was letting any of her other guys stay with her while I hadn't been able to yet. The thought sent a rush of jealously through me, and suddenly I wanted her more than ever.

  I reached my hand out and placed it on her hip, drawing her closer to me and kissing her plump, soft lips. They tasted better than anything I could imagine. Sweet yet deep and pure. Marina kissed me back with a passion I had never felt from any other girl in my life.

  My other hand went behind her head, just at the top of her neck. And I used a little of my considerable muscle strength to press her forward, spanning my long fingers out to encase the back of her skull. This was my time to enjoy her, and I was going to make sure that she knew no other man could ever truly have her in the same way that I could.

  Marina let out a sultry moan, which went straight to my already semi-erect dick. It twitched and begged to be let out of the prison that was my pants. I sent out a mental message using my magic to let her know what I wanted her to do, and her hand followed my instructions willingly. Her delicate touch worked quickly down my tall, torso and landed upon my now bulging crotch. She rubbed it there and a wicked smile took over her features. "Mmm, hello there," she said. "I have missed this."

  "Oh, he's sure missed you, baby."

  We moved over to the bed, with me taking the lead and drawing her by the hand and placing her to a sitting position before kissing her again, deeply and sensually, drawing it out, before what was going to happen next. That was, me moving my kisses from her mouth slowly down her neck. I moved at a nice casual pace, savoring the moment and letting the heat buildup before I went down on her. However, my kisses were a carefully chosen combination of quick and light, lashing with my tongue slightly as my lips found their mark down her delicate skin. I unbuttoned the top two places on her blouse as I did this to reveal the creamy delicious skin beneath. Her breasts were perky and firm, no more than a good handful. Nothing wasted, nothing I didn't need; everything I could possibly want and more. She was all the woman any guy could ever hope for.

  Why aren't I enough man for her then? came a subconscious thought like a dagger of ice thrust unexpectedly into the heat of the moment. I pushed that away and let her scent envelop me as I touched her panties, briefly rubbing my fingertips over the area as the warmth found them.

  She half-moaned, half-giggled as I slipped two fingers underneath and ever so gently touched the area just above her clitoris. Then I slipped her underwear off and pushed her legs apart. The supple firmness of her gorgeous thighs was amazing. I moved my face closer and began to flick around her pussy with my tongue. Soon I was moving closer to the center, spending careful time lapping at her clit but never spending too much time there. I wanted to tease her, to make her really want it before I would let her have that full pleasure.

  By the time I had built up to using my full tongue prowess, I had slipped a finger inside of her impossibly tight hole. And that was all she could take as she moaned and begged me to fuck her.

  "I need you now," she told me with that sweet voice.

  Her eyes were like shining diamonds and I couldn't help but inadvertently use my telepathic powers to send out a strong feeling of lust to her. In turn, she bit her lip and, just as I was standing up to grab a condom, she pushed me down on the bed and straddled me.

  "I need to put on a condom," I told her.

  "It's okay, I'm on the pill now."

  That was all the convincing I needed. I didn't even care then about the other guys she was with. I needed to feel myself inside her without anything between, no matter how slim a layer of latex a condom would add to the party. Her skirt was riding up around her thighs and she took me in her hand and slid down on my cock carefully. Slowly. Excruciating pleasure made my cock feel like it was being filled with cement at a rapid pace. I don't think I'd ever been that hard in my entire life!

  Up and down she began to move, working her hips in a chaotic but rhythmic motion to satisfy the itch that only I could scratch. She was amazing, the way she used her body to drive us both towar
d the state of ecstasy without seeming to be trying at all. Her eyes were closed, but mine were fixed on her beautiful breasts as I finished unbuttoning her blouse and pulled down her delicate lace bra. Her nipples caught my sight and wouldn't let me look away until I pulled her down closer to me so I could suction my mouth around one of them. My tongue was again like a gymnast as I flicked up and down, gently running the very edges of my teeth over her semi-hard nipple in between sucking and licking. Once that nipple was hard, I moved over to the other one. I licked my fingertips so I could continue to tweak the first nipple while I went to work on the other.

  Marina began to moan louder and louder and she rode my cock. She took up a more utilitarian position by leaning back and letting her legs help more with the up and down motion instead of relying solely on her gyrating hips.

  It was a good fifteen minutes since she started to ride my dick when I could tell she was starting to get close to coming. I put my finger down on her clit and began rubbing it, a bit harder and faster than I usually would have. But this was when she loved it that way as I knew all too well.

  Yes, she was mine right then and there, no matter who else was able to have her when I wasn't around. I started to pump up into her as she rode down on me, withdrawing my hips down into the springy single bed's mattress and she bounced up. Then we would collide again and again. I started to go faster, wanted to let my primal urges take over, to claim my property. My engorged cock throbbed each time I thrust up into her, and the slick wetness of her tight little hole increased. Warmth flooded around me, the smell intoxicating as she grew wet beyond belief now. Then I knew she was coming as her head was thrown back, her body tensing up, and her hands reaching back behind her while grabbing handfuls of the bedspread.

  There was a good chance her next door neighbors who shared the walls might have heard her. I didn't care; I was proud to be the man causing that reaction in such a hottie. And she was getting that pleasure all from me.