Page 117 of Let Us Prey

Chess swallows hard, blinking at me. “Holy shit, angel.”

I shrug and smile as I lift again, stretching down his body to kiss him hungrily before I speak. “What can I say? You’re lucky boys. Now help me with this before we both explode.”

His lips curve and the sound of ripping lingerie fills the air, followed by the scrap flying across the room. “Angel, you’re going to fucking kill me.”

Winking playfully, I lower again, sliding my wetness over his throbbing cock slowly. “Hopefully not, because I’m looking forward to this. Are you ready, my sweet knight?”

A gasp rips from my lips when my nerdy cheetah grabs my hips, lines up, and thrusts into me like a seasoned pro. He’s thicker than Fitz and I’m shocked as hell to feel something pressing inside of me, stroking a spot that makes me quiver.

“What the hell, Chessie?” I breathe as I lift and drop to feel it again.

Oh, my fucking stars and garters—that is amazing.

“Didn’t Fitzy tell you? I’m pierced, angel. Can you feel it?”

I bob my head, swallowing hard as I keep moving over him to ride the sensation building in my gut. “Uh… noooo… he didn’t. Fuck, Chess, that’s…”

“I should have asked if you were ready,” he teases as he grips my hips. “Are you?”

Digging my nails into his shoulders, I use the leverage to speed up, riding him like my life depends on it. The hardware bumps the spot in me over and over and before long, I feel the beginning of my orgasm rocketing toward me. My eyes open and I look down, loving the look of pure delight on his features as we move together.

His hand creeps up my thigh, fingertips feathering over my pussy until his thumb finds my clit, and that does it.

I scream his name, shivers running over me as my walls contract and squeeze his dick until he explodes as well. It feels like we’re suspended in time for a moment as we gently coast down from the high and I finally collapse on his chest.

“Holy shit,” I pant. “That was fucking hot.”

The laughter makes his chest vibrate under my cheek and I sense the grin on his face. “Just give me a few and we’ll be ready for round two, angel.”

I push up a little, swiping my hair out of my face as I blink. “Why, Mr. Chester, I think you might be an addict.”

Let’s Talk About Sex

Delores

I walkinto the new classroom, determined to find the most strategic place to sit. Freezing in place as I look around, I notice it’s smaller than most of the classrooms at Apex, and there are no desks. Instead, armchairs, beanbags, and a multitude of comfy pieces of furniture are spread throughout the room. I’m already on edge, and that feeling only increases as I look around.

How many people are going to be packed in here while we discuss a very personal topic?

“Choose any seat you want, Miss Drew. My classroom is a safe space for all the students at Apex. I will watch your back.”

I turn to look at the gorgeous lioness who ‘assisted’ Felix in the ring during Shifter Basics, remembering the way she spoke to my grumpy tiger when he pinned her down. She’s definitely slept with him, probably more than once. Hell, maybe Fitz, too. She’s curvy and oozes sensuality—a bombshell with the brawn to take on any alpha—and she’s my new Shifter Sex Ed teacher.

Just. Fucking.Great.

“Thank you, ma’am,” I mutter as I find a large cushy chair near the door. I don’t care what she says; a scorned ex is a hard person to trust, and I don’t have it in me to fight with a new professor every day.

Her laugh is a deep, throaty purr as she gives me an amused look. “We’re going to have a lot of fun in class, I can see.”

I highly doubt that.

The rest of the class filters in, finding seats of their own. There are less than twenty other first-years here, and most of them are people I don’t even recognize. There’s not a Heather or a Todd-bro in sight, which is odd, considering they can’t seem to leave me alone. Frowning, I pull out a notebook and pen and situate myself, wondering what the hell is going to happen.

“Good afternoon, everyone. My name is Zhenga Leonidas, and I’m the lucky lady who gets to teach you about shifter sexual behavior.”

No wonder she was game to fight in the ring; she’s a Leonidas. They’re the most competitive Council family—and the most physical because they own the Pred Games.

Before she can continue, a jaguar in the back raises his hand. He doesn’t wait to be called on, which makes her sneer. “I don’t see why I’m in this class, nor do I get why I have a woman teaching me about sex.”

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