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“Make more noise, baby.” I flicked my tongue over her nipple. “Scream for me. Let everyone hear you and know how lucky you are to not only be a princess but also adored by four men.”

Her eyes closed and her pace sped up as she galloped for the finish line. She pushed her fingers in her hair, giving it a sex rumple. I sucked at her breast as her second orgasm hit, her legs shaking, walls sucking me deeper and gripping me tighter. A long cry escaped her throat, and I circled her clit, drawing more out until she screamed my name.

“That’s it, Wildfire. Give me more.” I wrapped my arms around her waist, lifting off the bed, and her legs came to rest around my hips, an arm coming behind my neck.

“Squeeze your tits for me,” I told her, unable to lean down and reach her breasts at this angle because of our height difference.

She released the arm she had around my back, doing what I enjoyed.

I drove up into her relentlessly, chasing my own release and bringing her across the finish line with me another time. Tremors racked my body as my cock swelled and spilled into her.

“I love you, Wildfire,” I said, and it wasn’t from the rush of hormones in my blood, it was from the glow she injected into my dark world.

“Love you too.” She slumped in my arms, and I brushed her shoulders as we caught our breath.

Needing a rest, I lowered her to the bed, laying her on her side, and did the same, facing her. I tucked her head to my chest, luxuriating in the softness of her silken skin, her sex-dazed smile and half-lidded eyes.

“Don’t get sleepy on me, Princess.” I gave her ass a loud spank. “We’ve got enough sauce to last three more rounds.”

Fuck Blaze. He could wait another hour.

CHAPTER 6 - TALON

Icouldn’t nail him for being Nelle’s accomplice with just this. Ledger records and security camera footage of Kymbal taking items from the Hadrian storages were substantial evidence to mount a case that he dabbled in the dark arts. Not enough for a conviction. Legal counsel representing the weasel might argue my evidence conjecture if I couldn’t produce video of him smuggling in the snakes or eroding the Academy’s protective sigils. I didn’t want to risk my career by speculating.

Pissed, I thumped my fist on my desk in The Eye. Back to the fucking drawing board. I leaned back in my chair and scrubbed my tired, sore eyes. Hell could freeze over before I let that weasel destroy my best friends’ careers and cut my princess’ short before it even began.

Computer screens flickered with images from the camera systems. Footage from the campus and grounds, and CCTV data our systems hacked into to keep an eye on town. Back-up for the gargoyles placed at strategic locations on buildings to scout for danger. You never know when you needed verification to take to the Council to justify certain missions.

I glanced at my empty coffee mug. Even that ran dry, just like all my leads. There had to be something I was missing to connectNelle and Kymbal. I checked my watch. 1:22PM. A bell would toll soon, signaling the end of lunch break, and students would scurry into class.

Dammit. I missed meeting up with Cole, Blaze, and Luna for lunch.

I fished out my phone and dialed her number. She picked up after a few rings.

“You missed lunch, Frog Prince,” she greeted me with a flirty tone that said she wasn’t mad with me.

I adored how laid back she was. Sascha would have roasted my balls for standing her up.

“I’m sorry, Princess. I promise I’ll make it up to you.”

“What’s your excuse?”

None of the Tollens knew about my side investigation. Dave’s keyboard clacked as his fingers danced across them in a blur.

“One second.” I climbed from my seat and went into the conference room, shutting the door behind me for privacy. “To answer your question, secret agent business.”

“Everything okay?” I loved that my girl worried about me.

“Fine, Princess. I’m just tired.” I drew in a long breath. “I was busy with some leads and forgot about our lunch. Can I reschedule for tomorrow?”

“I might be busy with two other boyfriends,” she sassed me in a playful tone, and I enjoyed the break from this headache. “One very handsome mage mechanic in a hoodie, and an irresistible teacher with gorgeous eyes.”

Cole went, “Ohhhh,” in the background.

“They sound like my twins.” I played along.

“Nope.” I loved our little games.

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