Year Two: Rebels - Cara Wylde Page 0,49
impression that the bronze demons were alive and watching. I knew they weren’t. I’d never been afraid of the creatures that dwelled in Hell. Most demons could take human form, and only shifted into their hybrid, twisted bodies when they needed to use their powers. Since there was peace in the supernatural world, they rarely had to. In front of the altar, there was a tall statue of a frightening demon, with the head of a goat and the wings of an angel. Baphomet. One of Satan’s beloved sons. After all, if Jesus Christ presided over the Holy Chapel, a son of Satan had to preside over the Unholy Chapel. I smiled up at the statue. Soon, in semester two, I’d visit Hell. This time, with my own cabal. I couldn’t wait. Heaven had proved to be somewhat disappointing. It was beautiful, but empty and sad. Some said that Hell was where the party was at. Not that I was much of a party girl myself…
I heard Adrian teleport in behind me. A grin spread on my face, but I kept my back to him. The echo of his steps bounced off the walls as he came to me, his hands seeking my waist, his lips trailing the length of my neck. I sighed, closed my eyes, and leaned my head back to give him better access. He traced kisses up and down my throat, then pulled the strap of my dress off my shoulder. I spun in his arms. This time, I wanted to see him.
“Hey there,” I whispered against his lips. “Professor Wyvern, what you’re doing is most unholy.”
“I’m sorry, Miss Aleksiev. I can’t help myself. You’re just so… enticing. So delicious.”
“You should eat me whole, then.”
A soft growl escaped his lips. He bent down slightly, grabbed me by the back of my knees, and lifted me onto a pew. I yelped, then giggled when he pulled the voluminous skirt of my dress up and disappeared under it.
“Are you sure you have enough air?” I felt him pull my panties to the side. “I don’t want you to…” But he didn’t let me finish. His tongue sought my entrance. He pushed it deep inside, making me squirm and bite my lips. “Mmm… Nevermind. I think you’re good,” I mumbled.
He thrust his tongue in and out of my pussy, just to tease me. He knew I needed more to get off like that. He moved up slowly, tracing my wet folds with the tip until he found my clit. I moaned loudly when he pressed against it. As I braced myself on my left hand, my right hand found its way under my skirt and into his dark hair. He circled my clit with his tongue, lazily at first, then faster and harder. I guided him gently, pulling at his hair, caressing the nape of his neck, letting him know when he did something I particularly liked. He pushed a finger inside me, and that made everything even better. I was so close. I didn’t want to cum, though. This was good. I wanted it to last for as long as possible. I spread my legs wider to give him better access and make things more comfortable for him. I also pulled my skirt all the way up. I’d been joking earlier, but now I really did want him to breathe well, because I didn’t want him to stop. So, I was entirely exposed. Which was fine since everyone was at the ball. Tonight, both the Unholy Chapel and the Holy Chapel were blissfully empty. I was just thinking we should definitely go fuck in the Holy Chapel later, just to keep things interesting. He pushed his finger all the way in and sucked my clit between his lips. That drove me nearly insane.
“Oh yes! Oh my God, don’t stop!”
I heard Davien and Seth teleport before I saw them. Adrian must have been really into what he was doing because he hadn’t heard them. I turned toward the door, and there they were, in their fine tuxedos, their faces contorted into pure shock.
“What the fuck?” Seth whispered.
“Oh, don’t stop,” I told Adrian. I locked eyes with my two other lovers, but I didn’t want Adrian to stop. I was too close, and it was all too delicious. Davien took a step toward us, and I knew he was growing angrier by the second. “There, right there…” I moaned so loudly and shamelessly that both Davien and Seth were taken