Page 83 of Frayed Owner

So after class, we met at the quad and I got in an extra five miles which I felt great after. I received some shit looks from others and it didn’t even upset me. Hell, I’d gotten those from Link and a bunch of Taylor’s people. No one liked it being pointed out that they were behind or weaker.

I wasn’t poking at it or anything so whatever.

I showered when I was back in my dorm and Sergey was waiting for me when I got out. I raised an eyebrow at that, but he just smirked and told me he needed to practice his magic. And that he didn’t peek.

But he said it all like a damn pirate. Seriously, why did that turn me on?

His eyes flashed shock as he seemed to catch on to what was happening. He stood and moved over to me, giving me a soft kiss as he slid his arm around me. “Are ya in that mood? Is that what ya be tellin’ me, foxy?”

I backed him up to the bed and pushed him to sit, smirking when he bounced before I straddled his lap. He was super happy when I took off my towel and even let my wet hair fall all around us.

“You locked the door, right?” I checked, glad when he nodded. “Then take care of your girl, Sergey.”

He groaned and pulled me down for a kiss as he massaged my breast. Then he kissed my breasts and started fingering me. It was exactly what I needed. I squirmed and told him to tell me what he wanted to do to me.

He did and I loved it, but then I had a flash of a certain professor without a shirt on and a ballcap, wondering how turned on I’d be if he was talking pirate to me too. Okay, I needed to talk to Emma about the pirate talk kink.

Right? That was weird?

Johnny Depp fetish?

I came hard, focusing back on what was going on. I smirked at Sergey. “You’re going to taste me too, right?”

“Oh yeah, foxy,” he chuckled before flipping me onto the bed. He pushed me up towards the pillow and spread my legs wide. He told me that my pussy was perfect and how much he wanted to fuck me all night.

Okay, so maybe it wasn’t pirate as much as everything just sounded dirtier?

Best to stop analyzing it and just go with the fun.

He licked me and fingered me exactly how I needed and didn’t even know I’d wanted it. After giving me two more orgasms, he wiped his mouth and gave me a soft kiss. I felt magic and realized he took the spell off so he would talk normally.

He looked a bit like he was ready to be smacked. “You took your potion this month on time, right? Can I ask that?”

My answer was immediate. “Yes. Yes, of course you can.” I nodded when he seemed hesitant. “It’s something that affectsus, of course you can. And yes, I did.” I cleared my throat. “Do you want me to share the calendar reminder with you I have to go pick it up and drink it?”

“Yeah, I really would. Thanks, Bev. Thanks for understanding.”

I kissed him. “I like being spoiled, and I like being good to you too.”

“Then ride me, foxy. Ineedyou to ride me again and declare you’re my woman,” he said with a groan. He rolled out of bed and was naked too fast.

I liked watching him strip. I really did. We switched places and something hit me. “There’s a potion you can take too, right? Let’s both take them so we’re covered and—why not? Neither of us wants an accident.”

“I was thinking about it and was going to talk to you about it,” he admitted with a heavy sigh. He scrubbed his hand over his face rough enough that it left marks. “It’s not you, I swear. I just… I have nightmares. I always have since I realized I was ready to have sex. I can’t think of what my families would do if I had a kid. How they would take it and control me to—”

“I get it,” I promised, not making him say more. I moved to straddle his lap. “We’ll go together and get our potions.” I swallowed loudly when his jaw fell open. “If you want.”

“I want,” he immediately said.

Mostly because it would be all over campus by the end of the day that we were really together and it was—we were together then. A couple.

Wow, that sounded scary.

“But it is the only pussy you will fuck, Sergey,” I told him, the warning clear in my voice.

“Only you, Bevin,” he promised and moved his cock to me. “Lower.”

I did, wiggling the way he wanted as I obliged. I worked my hips until he was deep inside of me. I leaned over and gave him a soft kiss. “Tell me what to do. Tell me how to please you like I should, Sergey.”

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