Second Chance Heat, a reverse harem magical academy HEA paranormal romance: Book Four of the Second Chance Academy Series

by Ella J. Smyth

  I propped myself up on my elbows to glare at both of them. “I think Amber is old enough to know what she wants. Come over here, idiot.”

  I scooted to make space for him.

  “Love you back,” Kiernan muttered. He shifted into position, still mindful of his injured arm. When he was flat on his back, Lance pushed a pillow under his neck before taking two steps back to the window.

  I smiled at him. “You don’t mind assisting?”

  “I gotta help Hennessy out where I can. Otherwise, he’ll never get the job done.”

  My smile slipped. Is that how he saw me? A job to be done and move on?

  Lance noticed the change in my mood right away. “Hey, that’s not what I meant. You know that.”

  I was mollified, but also annoyed at myself. We were all off-balance after what we’d been through. I knew Lance only wanted to lighten the mood.

  Lance blew me a kiss. “Anyway. What I’d meant to say is that I don't mind waiting my turn. Once Kiernan is done, he can keep watch, and it’ll be my turn to make you scream.”

  The smirk and wink he threw my way made a wave of arousal run through me. My tummy flipped, and my pussy clenched. Dammit, those boys are hot.

  Our shelter hadn’t been heated for a while. The air smelled a little musty, and it was cooler inside than outside. I slipped off the bed and stripped, keeping my top on but losing my jeans and panties.

  When I glided between Kiernan's legs, his eyes grew wide, and he swallowed hard. Lance’s gaze flicked to the single bed in the far corner of the room and back again. “Cat boy’s woken up.”

  I snapped, “I told you not to call him that.”

  Instead of answering, Lance moved his chin in the direction where Macha had slept. I looked over my shoulder, and my former pet’s eyes were open and glued to my ass.

  He wants me. The realization made a jolt of power surge through me. Without letting on I’d seen Macha’s interest, I opened Kiernan’s zipper and freed his cock from its prison. When my fingers closed around his impressive shaft, he groaned softly and closed his eyes. One of his hands was clutching the bedcover, the knuckles white with strain.

  Aware of Macha’s gaze on me, I pulled my hair to the side and slipped my lips around Kiernan's cock. At the same time, I lifted my hips and spread my legs to give Macha a good view. I was awarded by a mewl that carried through the room.

  Lance watched hungrily as I slowly swallowed down as much of Kiernan's length as I could.

  “Damn,” he whispered. “I can't wait until it's my turn.”

  His gaze flicked to Macha again. “Cat boy’s into it, too. He looks like he's about to burst.”

  I made sure to lift my hips a little higher. Kiernan was doing tiny, abortive thrusts, holding himself back. I was grateful because his shaft was thick and long, stretching my lips wider than was comfortable. His earthy taste made my mouth water, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't keep my saliva from escaping the seal.

  Every time he pulled out, wetness coated my lips and dripped down my chin. My pussy was just as drenched, and I was going insane with the need for stimulation. Kiernan gripped my head and buried himself deeper and deeper. I tried to relax around him, but he was so thick, he cut off my breath every time he hit the back of my throat.

  At first, I panicked. But then Lance came over and ran his hand from my neck down my back. “Relax, sweetheart. Just loosen your throat muscles and enjoy the ride.”

  I wanted to say, “You try having a zucchini shoved down your throat,” but then I remembered Lance had had boyfriends before. He probably knew what he was talking about. So I pressed my tongue to the bottom of my mouth.

  Next time Kiernan pulled out, I took a deep breath and stayed as loose as possible. When he shoved his cock into my throat, I relaxed and enjoyed the sensation of being filled.

  Lance was right. I went from slightly panicky to, “Oh my God, I wonder if I could come like that.”

  Kiernan's shaft held me in place, and I couldn't move my hands to reach for my clit. Instead, my pelvis bounced up and down, aching to be filled.

  I moaned loudly, begging Lance to do something. But Lance had moved back to the window, keeping an eye out while watching us at the same time.

  I closed my eyes and groaned as Kiernan pulled out and shoved in again. My Irish boy was watching me as he pistoned, his face red and his eyes half-lidded. His movements were becoming more urgent, and I wasn't sure how long it would take him to finish.

  Something wet slipped in between my legs from behind. First, it circled my butthole, putting firm pressure on the virgin entrance. Then it slipped lower, rasping impossibly along my folds.

  I opened my eyes, and Kiernan was staring over my shoulder behind me, his eyes so full of lust, I knew it wouldn't taken him much longer.

  Whatever Lance was doing to me, it wouldn’t take me long, either. My orgasm was already building as the insistent tongue found my clit and circled it.

  “I'll fuck you so hard, Amber Whitman, you’ll taste me in your throat.”

  Lance’s voice didn't come from behind me as I'd expected. I turned my head slightly, and there he was, cock in hand, still leaning against the window. So who was behind me?

  11

  Amber

  Macha’s tongue pressed again right at my hooded button and then licked all the way across my opening before plunging inside.

  Should I protest? In my mind, I saw Macha as an innocent savant, a human who’d been turned into a cat against his will. But there was nothing inexperienced about the way his wet finger pushed into my asshole while his tongue penetrated my pussy.

  I was helpless against the onslaught. I spread my legs as far as I could while Kiernan must have found something in my expression that pushed him over the edge. His breathing was out of control, hissing like a steam engine.

  He kept saying my name, “Amber, Amber, Amber,” over and over again while his cock shoved into my mouth. His voice got louder and louder until it culminated in a roar while his shaft erupted deep inside my throat.

  I had no choice but to swallow, but I couldn’t contain the stream of salty, bitter liquid. Macha’s tongue entering my pussy, and his finger circling and pinching my clit, was the end of me.

  I lost all sense of where I was or what was happening. I tasted come in my mouth, smelt Kiernan's excitement, and felt the stimulation of fingers and tongue. The ache crept from my clit outward, curling tighter and tighter until my whole being was suffused with an orgasm that was still building, still wasn't breaking. I couldn't scream, but my mouth was open and my eyes scrunched up as I held my breath.

  One last lick, and the dam broke. My pussy clenched, my head bent backwards of its own accord, and lightning sparks burst through my skin until my arms seemed like a Bengali firework.

  When it was over, I collapsed between Kiernan's legs, mindful to not squash his balls. I wasn't offering any defense when strong hands pulled my hips up into the air until I was balancing on my knees.

  Lance reached into his back pocket and handed a small square to the man behind me. “Here you go, cat boy. You deserve it, making her come like that.”

  Macha didn't take the condom. Lance's eyebrows rose. “You probably don't know how to open this.”

  Gripping the square with his teeth, Lance ripped the plastic and pulled out the condom. I couldn't see what was happening behind me, but Kiernan kept his eyes fixed on the two men.

  “He's putting the condom on Macha.”

  I really wanted to watch, but I was still too weak to lift myself up. Kiernan chuckled and patted my head. “You know you can trust us.”

  I rolled my eyes because, yes, I did know that. Behind me, rubber slipped over skin, followed by the swishing of a hand running up and down a hard cock. Macha yowled quietly.

  Lance chuckled. “You like that, cat boy? You're okay. I wasn't sure if I could trust you, but the way you made Amber come…”

  He shrugged, his voice petering off. Kiernan’s gaze found m
ine. “If Amber is okay with him, I have no problem with Macha being part of our group. It’s not like he’s a stranger. He's been our friend for months. And he's hot.”

  Lance had returned to his position by the window. He stroked his cock slowly, just to take the edge off but not ready to come. “I'm okay with that. I see a lot of playtime in our future.”

  He winked at me. I was about to say something pithy, to make a sarcastic comment, when Macha grabbed my hips, and before I could say anything, plunged into me.

  Holy shit, he was big. He stretched me more than Kiernan or Lance had done, and for a moment, it hurt. Kiernan cupped my cheek. “Remember what I said. Relax. Macha’s going to make you come again, and if you want to, Lance was well.”

  Oh my God. My boys asked me if I was okay with two or three orgasms. I opened my mouth to say “Yes, please,” but then Macha moved, and I scrunched my eyes together. It burned.

  “Look at me, Amber.”

  I opened my eyes and stared into Kiernan’s. There was a fire deep inside his green eyes. The more I looked, the hotter it burned. Where Kiernan’s hand touched my face, the skin seemed to heat and a current of raw lust ran through my body. I’d forgotten he was half incubus. This was a reminder what he was capable of.

  My nipples peaked, and I became aware of all the textures touching my body. The sheet under me, Kiernan’s hairy thighs on either side of me, but mostly Macha’s shaft rubbing along my inside.

  I followed Kiernan's advice and wiggled my hips slowly to find a way to accommodate Macha’s girth. It really felt enormous, but my pussy softened and gave, and suddenly, the feeling morphed from slightly uncomfortable to, “Oh my God, fuck me now.”

  Macha laughed, a sound still more animal than human, but so sexy. That's when I realized I’d said it out loud.

  “Quite a mouth on you, Whitman,” Lance said from the window.

  Kiernan replied, “I know.”

  My two boyfriends grinned at each other before staring back at what Macha was doing. I wanted friction, so I tried to push back. I needed something. My clit was aching, and that's when Macha moved. He pulled out slowly and shoved back in with so much force, he pushed me against Kiernan's legs. Kiernan's cock, right under my nose, twitched with interest.

  “Oh God,” I moaned as Macha did it again. His shaft filled me in places I’d never felt before. Lance had hit my G-spot last time he’d fucked me, but this was different. There was a roughness about Macha’s cock that was both painful but also hit all the right places inside of me.

  I twisted onto my shoulder and pushed my finger underneath my body to reach my pleasure bud. I had to rub it, or I was going to explode. I was so wet, there was no friction, only the telltale tingles of another orgasm building up.

  I didn't have enough space to circle my fingers, not with the way Macha was pounding into me. My wrist hurt from the angle until I figured out all I had to do was hold my fingertips against my clit and let Macha do the work. He pushed me forward and backward, and another orgasm was building.

  But this time, it rose higher and higher, the sweet ache building until I thought I would scream. And still it didn't break. Macha was fucking me so hard, his fingers dug into my hips, that loud gasps were pushed out of my chest with every shove.

  Next to my face, Kiernan's cock had grown to full stiffness again. Without missing a beat, I swallowed him. He was still wet from his last orgasm. The slipperiness helped his shaft move smoothly in and out of my throat.

  Kiernan threw his head back in surprise. “Jesus, Amber. Give a guy some warning. I'm not going to last long.”

  Lance was complaining. “Goddamn, guys. I'm bursting. I don't want to come on the floor.”

  Kiernan gasped. “Don't worry. This is not going to take long.”

  And still I couldn’t come. But then Macha put his finger back into my ass. That was it. The pinch of the stretch, the way his cock thickened in my pussy, and Kiernan holding my head as he choked me again and again was what I needed.

  When the orgasm overtook me this time, I lost track of reality for a second. My whole being concentrated on the explosion in my pussy. Macha groaned as he collapsed over my back, his cock twitching as he spilled into the condom.

  Kiernan’s cock erupted in my throat for the second time. He was still moaning loudly when Lance pulled Macha off me and buried himself with one stroke.

  I was barely conscious. He rocked me to and fro at the same steady beat, never slowing down or speeding up. I felt as safe as I’d ever done, surrounded by the three men who loved me.

  Kiernan scooted out from underneath me, and Macha took his place. While Lance’s thrusts rocked me, Macha licked my face clean. His tongue slipped into my mouth, as Lance rolled me onto my side. He lifted my leg and still didn’t speed up. Like a clockwork, his shaft moved in and out of me, soothing and arousing at the same time.

  Macha was done with my face and moved to my chin and neck. He licked and sucked Kiernan’s come off my skin, slipping lower to my chest. His tongue was rough, not soft and smooth like a human’s. Was it possible some of his physique hadn’t turned human?

  The thought slipped through my fingers like stardust when he rasped over my nipple. It felt rough and a little painful. As if he could read my thoughts, he soothed the sting with his lips. Soon, he’d found a rhythm. Lance was watching Macha’s lips on my breasts.

  “Bite those titties, cat boy.” Lance sounded breathless. Macha glared at him. He dragged his tongue down, past my belly button, right where Lance’s cock was entering my pussy. He sniffed delicately and licked around my folds.

  Lance cursed. “Fucking hell, your tongue is rough.”

  Macha shuffled as close as he could. Then he went to work. His tongue scraped past my clit until it met Lance’s cock. He kept it there, forcing Lance to push his shaft past Macha’s tongue on the way in and out.

  Lance groaned loudly. “That feels crazy good. One of these days, you gotta suck me off, cat boy.”

  He moved faster, forcing Macha to pull back. Macha focused on my folds, licking and sucking as far as he could without interfering with Lance fucking me. Every time, he scraped past my clit, I felt the edges of release.

  “Go on, make her come. I’m close...” Lance’s words trailed off, and he sped up even more. I opened my eyes to see what was going on. Lance’s head was flung back, and Kiernan stood over him, kissing him deeply.

  Kiernan’s incubus mojo was turned to full. I was drowning in the sensations. Macha focused on my pleasure zone, circling my clit with his rough tongue. He’d grabbed hold of his cock, jerking it so fast, I could barely make out the movement.

  Lance was gasping into Kiernan’s mouth as he fucked me even harder. And my body was gearing up for its third and last orgasm. Sparks danced on my arms and legs, so thick on Lance’s shaft, it seemed to glow.

  When he pushed them into me, my eyes rolled backwards. I cried out, louder and louder, until I screamed my orgasm. Lance roared as he slammed into me one last time, spilling hot and messy inside his condom. Macha came with a sound that had nothing human about it.

  When it was over, we collapsed into a pile of limbs, holding each other, until our breathing returned to normal. Kiernan had taken Lance’s position by the window.

  “Do you want to join us?” I asked tiredly.

  “Nah. Somebody’s gotta keep watch.”

  He hadn’t even finished his sentence when I fell asleep.

  12

  Amber

  I felt pleasantly sore when I woke up. Stretching, I savored the ache in my lower back and between my legs. The sun was high in the sky, pouring through the window and heating up the room. The boys had let me sleep for longer than I'd expected.

  I rolled over onto my stomach and stretched across the width of the three beds. Somebody had picked my clothes off the floor and folded them while I’d been out. I smiled at their consideration. There was no sign of Lance and Kiernan in the main room, but there were voices coming from next door. I quickly
got dressed.

  As I walked around the triple bed, my foot snagged on something, and I nearly tripped. I cursed while I struggled for balance. When I bent down, I found a bag, covered by the overhanging blanket. Inside was the ancient book I’d planned on getting later today. I frowned. Hadn’t we agreed the guys would be too conspicuous in the girls’ dorms?

  I walked to where I heard the guys talking, holding up the book. “Who of you went and got Denholm’s book from my room?”

  “That would be me. Sorry, we didn’t want to wake you.” Kiernan didn’t look sorry, but he avoided my gaze.

  I harrumphed, not exactly happy one of my men had taken a stupid risk, but it was done now. Right now I was keen to see why Denholm had been so insistent about the book. Settling down on the bed, I leafed through the pages until I found the place where I’d left off a lifetime ago.

  Deciphering the archaic language was easier this time around. Maybe not surprising since I’d learned so much more about magical principles. When I’d first opened the tome, nothing had made sense. Since then, I’d met nixies, incubi, and the Fae who were nothing like the impish creatures in fairy tales. They were tall warriors, cruel and nasty. They’d cut down Julian without hesitation.

  I shook my head, pushing the thoughts away to stop the ever-present sadness from overwhelming me. Instead, I focused on what was written in front of me. Halfway through the book, there was the double-spread describing the protection spells. They were supposed to prevent a deadly drain between incompatible elemental mages during sex. A fat lot of good that had done us. My first experiment with protective magic had gone spectacularly wrong.

  The next dozen pages were dedicated to simple spells. How to prevent meat from spoiling or milk from curdling. I’d wondered how old the book was. These homestead spells confirmed its origin from a time before fridges or iceboxes. Still, I hadn’t found anything to explain why the librarian had given me the book in the first place. My stomach twisted. I was more than a little hungry now. Another spell explained how to remove weevils from flour. Eugh.