Compounding Traumas (Artemis University #6) - Erin R Flynn Page 0,112

smirked at Darby when he snorted. “Are you fucking me again next, boyfriend?”

“I want to see him stretch you wide if he can make—”

“I can be there in half an hour!” Lucca blurted from the phone so loudly, he almost startled me into dropping it.

“I think he wants you for breakfast and to feast all day on, agra.”

“Twist my arm,” I gasped as he curled his fingers and touched that spot while teasing my clit. “Let me know when you’re ready in your room alone, and I’ll open a portal to you.”

“Shit, yes, give him all your cream, kitten, and I’ll be there soon to lick it up.”

I orgasmed. Right then, with that visual, I just spontaneously came. Shit, that was hot.

But then Darby stopped, taking the phone and hanging up on Lucca. “Let’s get you food. You’re going to need your strength.”

Okay then!

We reheated or baked what we needed to as we ate other stuff while we waited, Darby with his coffee and me with juice. He stared at me a moment when we were finishing up and glanced at his drink.

I nodded. “The caffeine thing is really part of my being a fairy. Also, we don’t tolerate human alcohols well. Drugs are a gray area. I know pot doesn’t work on me, but just gave me a headache. I thought that was a contact high, but apparently not. I haven’t found all that much yet as it’s probably just what fairy parents teach their kids.”

“Makes sense,” he agreed after several moments of mulling that over. “The spicy thing?”

I shrugged. “No clue.”

He let it go and started cleaning up as I decided to make myself another plate. He didn’t pick on me, simply offering me a chance to take anything before he put it away.

Smart man.

Lucca messaged he was ready right as I truly did finish, and I opened a temp portal to his room… Naked.

He didn’t hesitate, snatching me around the waist and kissing me as he dropped his overnight bag. “I need a shower and so do you, dirty kitten.”

I let out a yelp as I was tossed on his shoulder, hurrying to pull my magic back for the portal. I rolled my eyes as I saw Darby’s gaze focused on my breasts bouncing as Lucca stormed off with me.

He brought me to my master suite and turned on the shower to warm up before setting me on my feet. He whipped off his clothes in a flash and kissed me some more before pulling me into the extra large shower stall.

Without Darby.

I was clued in on what he wanted when he pressed me up against the glass so I was facing my boyfriend. I kissed the glass to be cheeky and then moaned as Lucca thrust in me. I was totally into it… Until Lucca’s hand moved up between my breasts and over my throat. He didn’t apply any pressure, but it was… Disconcerting.

“Trust me,” he growled when he felt my reaction. “It’s not dominance, but trust.”

“It’s fairly possessive,” Darby muttered, clearly siding with me.

“But she’s ours. She’s ours. The rest might want her, but she is yours and she is mine.”

That sounded way more than some fun during sex, so I turned on my telepathy before even making the decision to do it.

“Those fucking exchange students always talking about her and wanting her. They don’t know her and say such shit. They should have learned. She’s accepted at Artemis, and they want her to jump through their hoops to be accepted at their levels and not get labeled as practically human? A nice pet for the right man? She’s my fucking mate!

“Gotta keep her safe. Can’t tell everyone yet. Not for a while. When we can, I’m going to fuck up all those fuckers. She’s mine. She’s ours. Fuck her pussy is so good. I can’t stay this mad while with her. Let me get possessive and say you’re mine, kitten. I don’t want to leash or own you. Just trust me enough to give me your throat and say you’re mine. It’s hard keeping this to ourselves.”

Whoops! He knew I was listening.

I swallowed down my hesitations, knowing it was hard for shifters who needed to lay claim to feel secure and at peace with their animal.

Except I was too powerful to be claimed and let anyone show that to me more than a bit of play. There was a way that fairies laid claim to those they considered theirs while involved with someone, if