Page 4 of Come Out & Prey

I roll my eyes. “The four of you give me a migraine when you get like this. You need to eat more. You’re thin enough as it is.”

They all whip their heads around to glare at me, and the boys giggle again. Chaz mutters something about a chick fight, and I look at Todd. He smirks at me, and I growl under my breath. He’s a much less considerate boyfriend when the group of chuckling fools is tagging along. Fed up with their antics, I pull away from Todd’s side.

“I’m going to the bathroom. Back in a few.” The Heathers light up, clearly planning on moving as a unit, but I point at a large building on the map. “I think the gym is next on the tour. You might find college guys there.”

Just like that, the entire group switches gears and makes a beeline for the gym. Nice to know they’re worried about if I’ll catch up.

Sighing, I rub my temples and head for the library bathroom to splash water on my face. On the way, I stop at a window, looking out at the small, enclosed courtyard that must be a break area of sorts for staff. I slip through the doorway and walk toward the tree at the courtyard’s center. As I take a moment to admire the flowers, there’s a noise from the window lining the exterior wall, and I squint my eyes to see what it might be.

Holy fucking shirtballs. Is that what I think it is?

Hot For Teacher

Aubrey will flambéus if we get caught in here again, but it’s near the end of the semester and the brats at this bloody hellhole are too busy avoiding their heat cycle or planning graduation parties to notice what the staff are doing. I wouldn’t care if they did; it’s my right to enjoy my consort anytime I please. However, dodging pissed off dragon fire is never on my list of things I want to do, so I check my watch.

As long as Chess arrives soon, we’ll have time before the giant prick gets back from the safety committee meeting.

As if I summoned him, Chess appears in the doorway, shutting it behind him and clicking the lock. His adorable floppy curls make me smile and he pushes up thin silver wire glasses as he rushes over to me. I grab his face between my hands and plunge my tongue into his mouth without preamble. His rumbling purr kicks in immediately, and my entire body shivers. It’s really not fair that he’s able to do that and I’m not, but since he’s mine, I’ll let it slide.

“Dépêche, mon amour?1,” I growl as our lips break. “Aubrey will be back from his meeting in exactly… fifteen minutes.”

My lover drops to his knees with a smirk, his sparkling amber eyes mischievous. “That sounds like a challenge, Fitzy.”

I open my mouth to respond, but he’s already pulling my cock out and sliding his warm lips over it. My eyes slam shut as Chess takes me down to the back of his throat without pause, his thumbs resting on the notches at the top of my hips. Groaning as his tongue lengthens and wraps around me with every quick bob, my hands scramble to hold on to the edge of the nearby bookshelf.

My darling boy takes great pride in his ability to make me lose the tight control I have over myself most of the time and I adore allowing him to do so.

Lifting one hand off the shelf, I bury it in his sandy curls as he suckles and scrapes his teeth over me exactly how I like it. “Fuck, baby, you weren’t kidding,” I pant softly. “Such a good fucking boy.”

Chess hums his pleasure at the praise, flicking his tongue over the piercing on my tip, and I shudder. He knows what that means and speeds up, meeting my thrusts with his mouth as I fuck his face harder and harder. His fangs descend, catching tender skin, and that throws me over the edge with a shout. Cum spurts into his mouth and his agile feline tongue catches every drop until I stop moving, wilting against the surface of the bookcase with a growl.

When he releases me with a pop of sound, I jerk him up, kissing him hungrily as the taste of me dances on my tongue. I shift my eyes to the icy blue of my tiger as we pull apart and his cheetahlooks back at me with satisfaction. Our breaths are harsh in the quiet stacks until he finally gives me a lopsided grin. I grin back, chuckling as he zips me up carefully, straightening my vest and tie.

“Aubrey will murder us if he scents this again,” he whispers, his expression playful. “I’d beg you to fuck me over that table if you couldn’t set your clock by his damn schedule.”

“I’d do it if I thought we’d get away with it. You’re owed a treat for that performance.” Leaning in, I kiss his lips lightly before I tilt my head curiously. “Alas, we’re limited by our exile in this ridiculous place and our friend’s anal retentive tendencies.”

His smile fades a little, and he sighs. “It will never stop being bullshit that your family sent Felix packing, because he refused to give up his consort after he was engaged. Everything I researched said most ambushes allow for poly groups, especially if it’s their Raj.”

I shrug, waving my hand dismissively. “My father has always been a royal prick, even before he took the Bloodstone throne. Once our elders brokered the deal with the Council when Felix and I were pups, he stopped running our land according to tiger traditions. Instead, he looked to expand operations worldwide, and that means he’s had plans for a political marriage for Felix since we popped out of our mother.”

“At least he appreciates the sacrifice you made to come with him. I doubt any of your cousins would do the same for their siblings,” Chess says softly.

I arch a brow at him. “You came with us as well, but Felix’s consort declined. That’s the real salt in the wound. My twin gaveup his throne for a woman who curbed him as soon as he was no longer the heir apparent.”

“As if I was staying there without you.” My lover looks at me seriously, a sadness in his eyes that I wish I could assuage. “I’m an adopted spare, Fitz. They would have killed me when we were cubs if you hadn’t taken a shine to me. We both know your father only put up with us because you weren’t in line for the throne.”

He’s right. Our ambush adopted Chess when his diplomat parents went missing on a jungle tour of our isle. My parents claimed they took him because they felt responsible for our guards’ carelessness in defending the visiting ambassador and his wife, but I’ve always doubted that was true.

Even my mother is as cunning as they come, and being able to parade their charitable endeavor around in public with their sons has always been their modus operandi. To the court at Bloodstone, Chess is a reminder to outsiders that we may be in business with the Council, but we will not bend a knee to their demands. After all, his parents were there to inspect the treatment of the imprisoned predators sent to our ‘reform’ school, and my family didn’t want word of what actually goes on there to leave the island.

It wouldn’t do for the public to know what happens to the children and teens who live there when they misbehave.

“You and Felix weren’t in a place to stop any of it yet, Fitz. You know that in your heart.”

Chess’ words pull me out of my morbid musings and I nod. “I know. We couldn’t stop that anymore than we could change the rites of passage or the ambush trials. We lost so many cubs to those.”

Something moves, catching the instincts of my predator and I spin, holding my boy close to me as I let my cat’s eyes observe the courtyard just beyond the large window next to us. Something deep in my gut unfurls as I watch a gorgeous blond girl wander over the soft grass as she studies the immense tree growing there. She pauses for a moment to read the plaque on the sculpture next to it, then bends to examine the lush flowers planted at its base. Her position flashes the tops of creamy thighs barely covered by an academy skirt and I suck in a breath as my dick jumps in my pants.

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