Page 10 of Veiled

“Short for Xena; she’s my warrior. Wait until you see her fight with me. It’s like we’re one person.” I rubbed her head affectionately. I looked up to watch them staring at me again.

“Alright, what is with the damn staring? Seriously, you guys never seen a girl and her pussy before? I’m sure there are plenty of them, both girls and pussies, looking to hook up with the hot magic instructors on campus.” I smirked and waved my hands around pointing at them.

“You think we’re hot?” Hunter said with a smirk on his face, pressing his hand on my leg. Zane smacked him upside of his head too.

I laughed. “You would have to be blind, no scratch that, I’m sure even the blind can see how hot you guys are.” I shrug, truth is truth.

Grayson jumped in, “One, not all of us hook up with girls on campus.” He looked at Zane and Ryder when he said that. I felt something in my stomach catch fire, I ignored it.No reason to get jealous, Hudson. He left you, remember?“There may not be any rules against it since we’re all of age, but I don’t shit where I eat.” I wrinkled my nose at the imagery. He laughed. “Besides,” he walked up to me and pushed himself between my legs, still tall enough that I had to look up at him, “Why bother anymore, when you're here. Not like anyone can compare to you.” His voice sounded husky, but his eyes looked sincere. I shifted uncomfortably, pushed him away and jumped off the counter, as he chuckled.

“Haha, hilarious.” I rolled my eyes, admittedly confused. There was sexual tension and flirting, then there was admitting actual feelings beyond that. I didn’t want that right now, not after seeing Zane. “Besides, you couldn’t handle me. I’m sure I’m much more than what you’re used to. Wouldn’t want you having to worry about coming too fast,” I quipped, my humor the best deflecting mechanism I had.

I wonder if there were more hot guys on campus. God, I wanted to try so much of the sexual shit I read about in all my books and saw in videos.

“Okay, you all had your fun. Hudson, I’m laying down some ground rules. You will not be having sex in this house,” Zane snarled, as he stood up, he crossed his arms and went to lean on the counter.

Just to at least get the edge off… wait, what… my inner reverie interrupted as Zane got in my face, his mouth moving but I’m not sure what came out, X snarling right back at him her claws out. “Huh? What did I miss, X? I was busy thinking.” I looked between her and Zane. “What are you talking about now?”

He looked at me, clearly pissed off. “I said, you will not be hooking up with anyone in this house, on this entire campus actually.” He must have lost his ever-loving mind. Some hunk was going to get this pussy, even if I had to shove it down his throat.

“I see.” I walked up to him. “Who is going to stop me? You? Are you going to monitor my every move? Are you going to sleep in my room, in my bed, or are you going to try to be gone when I wake up again?”

He huffed in frustration. “Hudson…” I waved my hand and cut him off.

“Listen, despite whatever shit Father told you, you’re not actually my keeper, Zane.”

“Don’t I fucking know it…” he grumbled low. I chose to ignore it.

“Therefore, you will not interfere with who I fuck or don’t fuck, suck or don’t suck, who’s cum I swallow or don’t swallow…” The guys choked in the back and Zane’s face turned an interesting shade of red.

I stepped close to him and looked up at his handsome face, the tall fucker, I saw his eyes widen with panic,easy prey. I ran my hand down his chest, holy fucking shit he was sexy. I shook my head and ran my hand lower, slowly, watching his eyes heat. “Listen up, Zane. You had your chance and you fucked me over. If it wasn't for the fact that you set my teeth on edge and these three merry bands of cock rings were associated with you, I would break down every door in this house and ride every fucking dick I wanted. In fact, I would waltz around just sucking dicks because I felt like it and it was a Tuesday,” I fumed, but I reached my hand lower, our eyes never leaving each other.

“Merry band of what?”

“Is it Tuesday yet?”

“She is so getting fucked,” the other guys said at the same time.

I smirked, internally but Zane and I kept up our staring match. “I’m not your keeper, fine, but that’s beside the point. You won't be doing any of those things. You are on an accelerated pace, remember? You will have no time to worry about any of these punks on campus because you will be busy studying,” he finished with a self-satisfied smirk.

I ignored that as my hand finally reached its destination and I grabbed his dick through his pants. He took a deep breath. “Oh, Zane, you think that matters? I’m an A student. Cute really, but you’ll be amazed how much I can study while bent over a library desk. Besides, if the boys on campus don’t interest me, I always have you four.” I winked, stepped away, tossed my hair back and walked to the staircase and headed up to my room, Xena following closely. It was still a little early, but I suddenly needed a warm shower and my bed. After a nice long soak, and some self-play where I may or may not have moaned all four of their names, I threw on my PJ’s, turned on Netflix and settled in to watch Lucifer. Mmm, that was one sexy devil.

Zane

I let outa breath and tried to rein in my swirling confusing motions.

“Fuck, she is beautiful, Zane, and feisty as hell too,” Hunter says first, breaking the silence from watching her strut away from the kitchen and up the stairs. Her curves and ass are on display in that bathing suit, not to mention that tattoo and the perfect swell of her tits, definitely bigger from the last time I saw them. I blew out a breath, I still felt the heat of her hand on my dick. I refused to back down, but fuck, if I wasn’t going to think about it every second of every day.

We always had this sibling rivalry thing going on since I was brought into the Jacobs’ house at fifteen. I excelled at everything that was thrown at me and the Chancellor was always proud. That's all that really counted to me at the time. Not having a dad, I wanted to be the best son I could be. Then there was Hudson. She was so sweet and beautiful and kind, but she was consistently being pushed by her dad to be the best, and you can tell it was affecting her. She stopped being sweet abruptly and became wary and calculating, pushing herself harder and harder every day.

When I met Hunter, Grayson, and Ryder, it was after I moved into the Jacobs’ house, and we became friends so naturally, always easy to be around each other. We would spend our time laughing and joking while we sparred and practiced our magic together. Hudson, you can tell, wasn’t too happy with having us there. We would tease her and laugh at her sometimes, but overall, we looked after her, even if she didn’t see it. Three years too soon, we had to go to University and Hudson, naturally, was alone again. I think she liked it that way though, we never really saw her hang out with anyone, even at the insistence of the Chancellor. She would say the girls were too prissy or too high-mannered to spar or train with her, and she didn’t want to waste her time. After a while, the Chancellor gave up trying to care and just rode Hudson harder.

Hudson, despite being his daughter and being made to dress up in frumpy clothes and go to events with the Chancellor, wasn’t like every other girl. She was alluring, she drew your eyes even if you didn’t want to look in her direction. Beyond that, she wasn’t like every other awkward teenage girl, she was gorgeous. Perfect in every single way, anyone with eyes could see that. To the boys, and I more than most, it was almost magnetic. During our cool downs, we would talk about how we felt this strange connection to her. At the time, it was easier for her to hate us for some frivolity like sibling rivalry, than get closer to her. Our age differences being the major problem really, so we did what we could. We protected her. So, before we left for DeLorean, she was thirteen and starting to develop, we put the word out that if any boy even looked in her direction, we would beat the shit out of them and hide the bodies. We even went as far as to let them know that if anyone so much as disrespected her, there would be consequences. Now, we wouldn’t hit a girl, but a nicely placed glitter bomb in a bully’s room or a few well cast spells would be hard to trace.

We shouldn’t have worried much, but we did. We kept tabs on her, and I would even visit during the holidays. She was getting stronger, always top of her class and first in all her combat classes. She was lithe, fast, and for someone who is a rich kid by most standards, she got down and dirty and never gave up.

When the time was drawing closer for her to go to University, I had called the Chancellor and he rambled on about her wanting to go to New York for school. He was very…animated, to say the least; completely against the overall idea and I knew it would never happen because, despite his aloofness, he did love his daughter in his own way, and wanted her safe and in a bubble. No, she would go to DeLorean and finally be where we can be with her all the time. But I needed to make sure that every moment she was near me, she understood how much I, we, wanted her and how sorry I was. It was a fine line. She was so incredibly irritating, and her mouth and sass made me want to bend her over my knee, but she was perfect.

Almost too perfect, to the point of otherworldly means, if you believed in the myths anyway. During her senior year combat exams, the boys and I snuck in and hung around the back to watch her final testing before her graduation ceremony. We looked on as she entered the ring, head high, her air of confidence never wavering even though she was matched with a boy three times her size. Grayson was pissed, but I remembered us smiling as she smirked at her opponent. The moment the signal to fight sounded, Hudson had ran straight at him and jumped high and wrapped her legs around his neck and took him down to the floor and was beating the shit out of his face before the poor guy knew what was happening. He never stood a chance. I had laughed and we had left before she saw us.

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