Page 83 of The Powers of Nyx

As the water beat down on my back and over my wings, I planted a hand on the wall and lowered my head. My magic slithered beneath my skin, the darkest parts of my mother’s bloodline rising to the surface. Lines of darkness appeared on my skin, and I bit down hard on my tongue from the pain.

Yet nothing could stop thoughts ofher. She appeared in my mind again in that little green dress. How the fuck had Grey and Beckham let her leave the palace in that? She’d been more beautiful than anyone I’d ever seen. Just that alone was burned into my memory. What it would feel like to rip it off her body...

My cock hardened at the thought. I knew she hadn’t been wearing a bra, not with the way her breasts had been spilling from the top. I gripped my shaft and tried to stop myself from going any further. When our eyes had met, her lips had parted, almost in surprise, and maybe it was that moment that had ruined me.

I stroked the length of my cock as I imagined what it would be like to have those plump, pink lips wrapped around me. I’d noticed the way her mouth moved, especially in defence of the people she loved. To take that sassy mouth and have her choke on my cock...

The pumps grew quicker, my breathing heavy, as I imagined that scenario. Ivy on her knees in that little green dress. The hemline rising up her thighs until you could almost glimpse her sweet cunt. Would she be wearing panties? I thought back to seeing her outside the bar, and realised if she hadn’t been wearing a bra, then she certainly wasn’t wearing underwear, especially with how tight the dress had been around her ass.

I groaned, my cock swelling in my hand. I panted as I fucked my hand and squeezed my eyes shut, dredging up that image of her again. Those doe-brown eyes on me, mouth wrapped beautifully around my cock, cheeks pink as I slid between those lips. Her tits bounced as I fucked her, and when I wrapped hersoft hair around my fist and angled her face up, I couldn’t help but wonder what she would sound like choking as I came.

My balls tightened, and I bit back a growl as I climaxed. My release hit the tile and for a moment, I wished it had been her pretty face. But as the water washed away the remains of my orgasm, it washed away her face too.

“Fuck me,” I muttered, pushing off the wall. I finished cleaning myself up, but it was no use.

She had me wrapped around her pinkie finger, and I was doomed.

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I woke to the sound of beeping. Every three seconds, something chirped, drawing me out of my fitful sleep. Dreams of Ivy clung to the edges of my memory, vibrant and clear and way too fucking distracting. Of her sweet cunt tightening around my cock. Her cries of pleasure loud in my ears. The weight of her in my arms as I flew above the city—

I stopped that train of thought and pushed myself up into a sitting position. The beep sounded again, and I realised quickly where it had come from.Fuck.

That was an easy way to get rid of Ivy.

I scrubbed a hand through my hair as I checked the time. It was nearing four, usually when I got up to train, but after last night I wanted nothing more than to lie in bed and forget everything that’d happened. I reached over to the nightstand and grabbed my handheld communication device.

YA’DAHIR:new assignment– ACTIVATED

Sighing, I checked into the main system of Phoenix and initiated the new assignment. Maybe being sent off to some new place in the human world would be good for me and the team. Getting as far away from Ivy was what I needed.

NASH, HAWK - ASSIGNMENT

TRAINING INSTRUCTOR

Was the first thing I saw. Fuck, were they keeping me here? It wouldn’t be the first time I’d spent a semester as a trainer at the Phoenix Compound. But that would put me closer to Ivy, which was the last thing I needed.

I scrolled the rest of the file, and my stomach bottomed out.

OBERON ACADEMY

MAGICAL DEFENCE FORCE

MENTORSHIP WITH WILSON, IVY

I glanced upwards like the Goddess herself was laughing down at me. What kind of bullshit was this? There was no other information, other than a request to be at the academy before the orientation ceremony at 2PM.

Once or twice over the years, I’d been requested there to run a day’s worth of training exercises. I was pretty sure Grey had run a few combat classes in her day—though now, on the new Queen’s council, that likely wouldn’t be happening.

I threw the device onto the bed. My head dropped into my hands, but not before a different kind of beep echoed through the bedroom.

The bag of gear I’d been avoiding from the safe house chimed in warning. Tension coiled through me as I rose from the bed and stalked towards it to retrieve the enchanted tablet.

I should have known.The call coming through was one I recognised immediately. It wasn’t an accident that I was being sent to the academy, but what else did the damned Seer want?

I hit‘accept’and the old woman filled the screen.“Seer.”

She grinned. “Hello, Nash. I’m so glad you could take my call.”

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