Page 17 of Veiled

“You’re a fucking dirty little slut, Hudson. You’re my dirty little slut. I’m going to teach you so much, baby. Ahh, yes suck me, baby, yes. Take me deep.” He gripped my hair with both hands and pumped into my throat while I licked sucked and hummed and he shoved his dick as far as it could go and he bucked as he came into my throat, stream after stream of cum coated the back of my throat.

“Yes, mmm, yes, baby girl, fuck,” he moaned.

He let go of my head, his dick still hard and he leaned over and kissed me.

“You. Are. Fucking. Perfect. Hudson.”

He hugged me close and laid down next to me, drawing his hands up and down my sides.

“Just don’t leave me when I’m sleeping, Hunter. I don’t think I can deal with it again,” I whispered.

“I’m not going anywhere, ever,” he promised. Then he slid inside me from the back, hand around my neck, choking me until I couldn’t breathe, and I moaned in pleasure. Then he fulfilled his other promises and we really did go at it all night long. Thank God we had magic because I wouldn’t be able to walk.

It felt good to wake up knowing I didn't have to pretend to be someone I wasn’t. I stretched my arms over my head and smiled and I looked at Hunter and had flashbacks of last night. I thought Zane was amazing, but Hunter could give him a run for his money. I may be stuck with the emotional abandoning fucker and have to take the majority of my time being in classes and studying but I wasn’t home and that was awesome. I got up and pressed a kiss to Hunter’s face and he groaned about sunshine and I laughed and got up to go to the bathroom. I washed my face, brushed my teeth, and jumped in the shower to rinse off the hot night and wash the sex out of my hair. It was supposed to be a quick shower until Hunter walked in, picked me up, and slid inside of me, making me cum twice before he did. I rinsed off before he got hard again, he really could keep going. What the fuck was in the water in DeLorean? I laughed when he grumbled, and he walked out to his room to get dressed when I told him I was going to work out. I smiled at the thought of actually putting on cute workout clothes instead of baggy pants and shirts.

Say what you want, but when you can finally dress the way you want after years of being stuck it gives you a whole level of confidence. I threw my hair into a high, tight ponytail and put on a She-Fit sports bra and work out shorts that looked more like booty shorts, but I felt cute, so whatever. I threw on my trainers, and before I headed downstairs, I took a peek at the uniforms for classes in a couple days. As I suspected, the skirts were long as fuck. I put one on over my shorts and took a scissor and cut off about 4 inches from the hideous things, then I re-hemmed the bottom using thread and magic, then happily threw the extra fabric away in the bathroom and skipped my happy ass downstairs, phone and earphones in hand.

In my glee, I forgot that men lived here as well, ahh what's a little sunshine without sexual tension! All conversation and laughter stopped, and they looked at me and stared with their mouths open. I rolled my eyes and walked in, looking for stuff to make a protein shake with. I figured with their gym clothes on, they had to have plenty here.

“The staring bit is getting kind of old, guys. I assure you I look the same as I did yesterday.”

“Yeah, except now it’s day time. No more shadows,” Hunter grumbled. I laughed. I turned to look at him while I made my shake.

“Yeah, I suppose that is true, just wait until you see my thong bikini,” I joked, with a deadpan face.

“Like hell you’re wearing a thong bikini,” Zane said with a low voice.

“You know, at the rate I’m rolling my eyes, I have a feeling they are going to get stuck in the back of my head. Kind of like when I lost my virginity, come to think of it, and last night, of course.” I winked at Hunter and he licked his lips, my clit jumped and I smirked. I put my shake in a glass and chugged half of it down.

Grayson chuckled darkly, goodness gracious. Can a voice have muscles? Because this is what a muscular voice would sound like laughing. His vocal cords must bench press 350. He sauntered towards me, I never really realized what that meant until now.Well shit, saunter away you sexy book men, saunter the fuck away.He put his arms on either side of me, caging me in. “You keep on teasing, you’re just going to make things a lot harder for yourself when school starts.” I breathed him in. God, he even smelled like muscles. Steeling myself, making my voice nonchalant, I pressed up against my cage and rocked against him, side to side. Until he had to bite back a groan and he bit his full lower lip and stepped back.

“Hmmm, the only thing hard here is you, Gray. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’d really like to swallow,” I paused and looked at his hard-on with a smile and quirk of my head, his nose flared, “my protein drink.” I stepped to the side and sat on a stool to finish my shake while the boys cleared their throats, with a smile on their faces. Except for Grayson, who looked starved. Poor guy. I read too much to lose. Want to learn the art of teasing? Read some A.J. Macey, your vagina will combust, but it's so worth it.

I finished up my shake and went to rinse out my glass when I heard the words party and prepare.

“Party? What party?”

Zane barely spared a glance at me and said, “We’re throwing a party tonight before school starts.”

“Of course, you’re invited,” Ryder threw in. Well, I would fucking hope so. I live here it would be hard to not be invited to my own damn house. When I said as such, Zane laughed at me. Was he always that beautiful when he smiled? I couldn’t remember honestly, but I admit I liked him when he smiled, despite myself I felt myself wanting to lean up and lick his lips. I could imagine how they would feel against me again, so soft and per…

“What are you thinking about?” Zane asked, suddenly in front of me. I really need to stop zoning out around these guys.

“Jeez, personal space, bro and none of your damn business. I’m just mentally preparing myself to go do a warm-up run before hitting the gym. I’m sure you guys have to have one in this big ass house.” I changed the subject and tried to walk around him.

But he gripped my wrist and leaned down, “I’m not your brother and you’re wrong… everything that goes on in that head is my business. Remember that.” A shiver worked it way up my spine and I felt myself clench my thighs. He caught the small movement, because, of course, he fucking would, and smirked.

He straightened up. “Yes, we have a gym. We were going to go out for a run and do the same. Before getting things ready for the party. Everyone should be here around 9, so we have a few hours.” I nodded, ignoring the smirks from the other guys and pretending what just happened didn’t just happen. You don’t fuck me, leave me, tell me you love me, and expect unicorns to fly out my ass in gratitude. Nope, you get to atone for your sins, motherfucker. And atone he would!!

I cleared my throat. “Right. Well I’m going to go. I saw the path when I first pulled up yesterday, I’m going to go Katniss Everdeen in that bitch, but I suppose you can follow along.” I grabbed my phone, arm strap, and earphones, turned on the ball of my foot and got the hell outta dodge before whatever tension in that room sparked even more. I sighed, one day here and this connection just got stronger every passing moment. First second I had, I was going to do some fucking research about this shit. There had to be a magical explanation, like a fucking spell,it happened in Harry Potter, granted the potion ended up being poison but you get the drift.Thinking about that, I quickly typed out a text to my dad, telling him to order me a MacBook with the highest memory, with all the programs and all the extras. Once I sent that, I also told him to order me an iPad Pro with all the extras too. I needed one for ease and one for extensive research. My old computer lasted me about six years and with school, it was time for an upgrade. He kept insisting to upgrade every year, but I told him it would be stupid to waste money for things I already had. Well now, I’m calling it in. He responded with a thumbs up, I rolled my eyes. Parents using emojis will never not make me feel weird.

I left the door open while I marched out, went down the short steps, and walked to the path. I strapped on my arm band for my phone and slid my Bluetooth headphones in, turning on my music, as I observed the trail. It was certainly well worn, I thought to myself as I started to stretch. The surrounding forest was looking bright with the sun filtering through the trees. It looked so picturesque that I was looking forward to exploring the forest beyond the path one day. I spread my legs apart and leaned over to my right, grabbing my calf and stretching, before switching to my left and doing the same. I shake myself out and pulled my arms over my head, while getting on my tip toes. You ever catch a fucking cramp when running? Yeah, not fun.

I turned around, wondering where the guys were and almost ran into Ryder and Hunter, who were standing just a little too damn close. Hunter smacked my ass. “Remember what I said last night, angel,” he growled, and I rolled my eyes, smiled and started to jog. Xena jumped out of the woods and started to run with me. I had wondered where she was all night but with blood on her face, she must have been hunting. I smiled down at her, it felt good to just do something so simple as running. Just me, my lion, the road, my music, and deep breathing. I started to pick up my pace as my music started to become upbeat. Ignoring the guys running behind me, I once again picked up my pace, Xena following suit, and let my mind wander. With the guys having a party, I wondered what it will be like. I can’t imagine them doing much other than staring everyone down trying to incinerate anyone who came near me. I had a feeling, with the way they were acting, it wouldn’t be far-fetched to assume just that. I hope I at least made one friend tonight; it would make Monday a lot less lonely for me. I just couldn’t let myself fall into the same pattern. This time, I’m going to attempt to try. Even if I only make one good friend, that's all you ever really need. I read somewhere that friendship was essential to the soul. Well, I was trying to grow a soul, might as well make a friend too.

Reaching the end of the path, I moved to turn and start the run back. There is nothing worse than stopping and starting up again. Of course, the guys are hot on my tail, so I had to do some quick footwork to avoid the giants behind me; you would think I stole their fucking magic beans or something. Their eyes widened as I side stepped with a spin to face the other direction and kept running all the way back home. Home, God that feels weird to say knowing I was sharing it with this lot, I had to come back home to my teachers, and lovers? So complicated. Father didn’t specify what they taught and honestly, I didn’t even want to ask, I could always check my schedule, but I don’t think I want to know just yet.

I got inside the house a few seconds before the guys did. I bypassed the cases of liquor that I missed on my way out and went to the giant see-through refrigerator for a bottle of water, as Xena bounded outside the back door and threw herself into the pool. I shook my head and laughed.

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