Page 11 of Veiled

I had stopped visiting for holidays when she was eighteen, she had two years left before University. I visited that last Christmas and tried to make her feel better after an argument with her father and instead, I ended up spending that night having the most intense sex I ever had. She was incredible, so damn sexy and for that entire night, she was mine. I took her virginity, fucked her senseless and left before she woke up and stayed away. I was a fucking idiot. I hated myself every day. And every moment I was alone in my room, I remembered how she felt around my dick and stroked myself, coming so hard, I saw stars. I couldn't even hook up with another girl since then. I knew it would never be the same, so what the fuck was the point. I knew at the time I had already given my heart to her; hell, it was impossible not to. But it was terrifying, there is commitment, then there was Hudson. I could lose myself in her and it wasn't until I saw her again that I realized that maybe I should have let myself get lost.

Every time the chancellor asked me if I was visiting, even though I ached to see her, to the point of distraction, I told him that I was an instructor at the academy having graduated with honors with the boys, as an excuse. It was the truth, I did graduate right at the time of retirement for several of the professors. And to be honest, the pomp and circumstance of being around the Council was stressful and grating on the best of days, but having to go to those events, watching her grow more beautiful by the minute was something I couldn’t bear anymore. I don’t know exactly when I fell in love with her. It was before tasting her for the first time, before even seeing her I think; it was the moment I heard her voice as she ran around the house playing when I arrived at their house. Ryder, Hunter, and Grayson? They were never with her like I was, but the attraction, the need to protect her, to be around her? Yeah, they all felt the same and it was distracting to the point of madness.

I sighed. “Yeah, she is. She is absolutely fucking more amazing than I remember.” Fuck, this is going to be harder than I thought, and I knew it was going to be almost impossible. Even now, I just want to go upstairs and bury myself inside of her, even if her damn lion tried to kill me. I groaned and sat down on the kitchen stool, but not before grabbing a beer from the fridge and taking a long drink.

Ryder chuckled and slapped my back. “You’re the fucking idiot who fucked the most amazing girl in the world and ran.” He shook his head and I growled at him. He laughed. “Come Monday, you’ll have to taper that down, but yeah, I know exactly how you feel; hell, we all do.” He shook his head and grabbed the decanter of whisky and a glass instead.

I put my head in my hands in my head then looked at Grayson. “Nothing to add, bro?” Always the quiet and observant one, it was a little shocking to see him take the initiative and walk up to Hudson when she was on the counter, even if it was to throw me and Ryder under the bus. In fact, he was usually so aloof, it was the occasional game to fuck with him, but his ass was fast despite his size and it ended up in a brawl in the house most times. He looked at us but was lost in his thoughts. I sighed and looked away; I know how easy it is to get lost in anything Hudson related.

Seeing her today was like a punch in the gut. When we saw her car parked, we assumed she would be in her room, when we walked to the kitchen, heard the music and saw her through the glass, swimming in the pool, we were drawn like moths to a flame. I don’t even know how long we stood there, but it was impossible to move. Fuck, gone were the Delores Umbridge clothes her dad would make her wear and here was a grown woman. I mean shit, she had more than grown up, she filled the fuck out from the last time I saw and felt her. Her white bathing suit looked painted on, her ridiculously curvy thighs and plump ass on display and the material was pretty much see through. The way that suit hugged her waist, and teetered on a thong suit, I was convinced it was made specifically for her and put on with magic. Her hair had gotten longer and brushed her ass as she danced around and sang to the music playing. Even with the color change, it was amazing. She looked like some type of Goddess. When she spun around, and we saw the nipple piercings on her fucking amazing breasts, I felt all of us suck in a breath. She had abs most men would kill for and breasts women pay for. But it was when her green eyes met mine, when she finally noticed us when we had stepped outside, that I lost all sense. I missed her. I wanted her. I needed her.

“You know what I’m worried about? Tomorrow,” added Gray finally. Hunter cursed and Ryder groaned.

“Tomorrow?” I looked at him in confusion, then it hit me. Our annual, before the year mixer, was tomorrow night, which realistically was a party not a mixer, but the school board didn't need to know that, and no one would dare say anything against us. I growled. Fuck, a room full of college guys, horny girls, and instructors that were our age. It was one of two times the younger instructors and students mixed together, at the start of the year and then again at the end of the year, and always here. We were literally tossing Hudson into a pack of wolves.

Gray smiled slowly. “You know she will be the most beautiful thing here. Can you imagine her walking around in anything like she wore today? We’re fucked.”

“So why are you smiling?” Hunter snarled, always the volatile one. He had a point though, the smiling put me on edge.

“I’m always ready to teach a lesson or two. Hudson is off limits, and this is the perfect time to make it known.” He shrugged.

“Well, tomorrow just got a little bit more intriguing.” Ryder looked at his watch. “I got to go pick up the liquor for tomorrow. Hunter, you’re driving.” Ryder laughed as he finished his whiskey and stood up. Hunter groaned and followed Ryder out the door, bitching about always being designated driver to a bunch of pussies. I laughed. I loved my assholes.

“Tomorrow is going to suck, isn’t it?” I asked Grayson.

He smiled viciously. “Fuck I hope so, I’m a little blood thirsty.” I laughed and we got up to go to our rooms to take a shower before coming back down the stairs to grab a few beers. We sat down on the couch until Ryder and Hunter came back with a few pizzas.

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Hunter reached overand snagged the controller for the Xbox and declared war on Grayson but after a few minutes started cursing.

“Gray, you can’t fucking play this game if you’re not going to fucking revive me when I need you to. You are a shitty Call of Duty partner,” growled Hunter.

“I wouldn’t need to revive your dumb ass if you stop fucking dying,” Grayson laughed. Hunter threw the controller at him and Gray dodged it while jumping over the back of the couch to avoid Hunter’s fist. Ryder and I shook our heads and kept eating, ignoring them. They can’t play games for shit without it ending up in a fight. They were the worst.

“Hudson! Protect me, Hunter is trying to kill me because he is a pussy,” Grayson yelled, and my head snapped up as I saw Hudson leaning against the stair banister, smiling at the two idiots. She had her hair in a messy bun and was in a pair of short shorts and a tight tank top with no bra. I almost whimpered.

Grayson ran behind her, all six feet five inches of him, hiding behind a five-foot-five woman. I rolled my eyes, Ryder was laughing. Hunter stopped his attack and stood in front of Hudson.

“Are you going to protect him, Hudson? This is where we draw a line. You’re going to have to pick a favorite,” Hunter grated out and Grayson stuck his tongue out at him. Hudson laughed.

“The fact that you know I can protect you is cute, but I don’t know if I should even bother, seeing as not one of you came to tell me there was pizza. I’m not sure if I want to help anyone right now.” She stuck her middle finger out.

Grayson pretended to pout, and she laughed and turned to give him a hug, having to get on her tippy toes to get her arms around his neck. Hunter was momentarily distracted as her ass popped out of her shorts from the bottom. Grayson smiled smugly at Hunter, who flipped him off.

“Okay, you big baby, I’ll protect you from big bad Hunter.” She turned around, reached up, and bopped Hunter on the nose. “Bad boy, go sit down.” Hunter looked shocked, and I busted out laughing. He walked back to the couch, grumbling about unfair advantages and she rolled her eyes.

“Again, maybe if you would have told me there was pizza, I would have chosen you. Besides,” she shrugged, and she walked to the pizza boxes and grabbed a box of pepperoni, “Grayson is my gentle giant. I must protect him at all costs. Hunter, you look like you eat humans for breakfast. It’s kind of scary for my gentle giant.” She hid a smile behind her pizza, which she was disrespecting by taking two slices and putting them together like a sandwich. We stared at her.

“What?! I only eat carbs once a week, and Friday is my freaking day. Leave me alone. You think a body like this is made from cucumber sandwiches?” She scoffed and took a big bite and moaned. I shook my head and Hunter stomped back to his seat on the couch and Grayson sat down next to Hunter on the floor.

“Two things here. First off, I’m not scared of Hunter, I’ll put his angry ass on the floor. Also, I like the idea of being your anything. So am I your favorite then?” Grayson asked. Hunter cut his eyes at them while he played his game solo, watching her for her response. She laughed.

“Uh, nope, you are not going to trap me into saying favorites. I’m here for the pizza and big dick energy. Also, because I’m ready to kick someone’s ass on Call of Duty.”

“You could never kick my ass in COD, angel,” Hunter scoffed. “Also please tell Grayson that if I have to get up from here, I will beat his ass.”

She scoffed and stood up to snatch a remote. “Switch it to two players, you asshole, and we will see who wins.”

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