Page 24 of Veiled

She tried to pull back from the onslaught of my tongue, moaning and breathlessly asking me to stop. I smiled, “No.” I renewed my passion, which never really left, I don’t think it would with a girl like Hudson. She was an addiction, a sweet temptation that can break you and fuck, if I didn’t want to be broken repeatedly. She thrashed and arched her back, and I reached my hands up her body and rolled her nipples between my fingers while caressing her breasts gently. Being sensitive from her previous orgasm, she moaned, and my name was whispered from her lips as she wrapped her legs around my head. I let my tongue ring graze her clit and sucked her back into my lips, groaning. I don’t think I could ever stop at this point. I shifted her and had her sit on my face. Goodness, from this angle, I could look straight up her abs to her perfect breasts and her neck as she threw her head back and rode my face at the urging of my hands on her hips. She reached for the headboard as I delved my tongue inside of her, tasting her before dragging my tongue up her slit slowly and lovingly.

There was never a rush to eating pussy, you had to savor it to make them beg for it, and I was no exception. I made her beg, I made her plead, I made a girl who never gave up control clench her thighs and cry for her release. And I gave it to her. I let her cum but then she thought she could get up off my face. I nipped her clit, making her yelp and moan and grabbed her ass and thighs tighter as I licked and sucked and swirled around her swollen clit. Licking up and around ever so slowly, I made love to her pussy with my mouth, but this time, she took more control. That's my girl. She reached down and tugged my head, riding my face in earnest. I moaned at the taste of her and the pain/pleasure from her tugging me closer into her pussy. I nipped her clit again as she grabbed my head with both hands bucking as she came again and again, covering me in her cream. I placed one last kiss on her swollen pussy and laid her down.

When I came here tonight, I figured I would come and leave early. When a gorgeous woman with curves for days walked down the stairs, I was stuck. I couldn’t leave without talking to her. When she came into the kitchen and locked eyes with me, I was definitely lost, I couldn’t help myself from flirting with her. When she told me her name, my stomach twisted and churned but I pushed it down, enjoying the moment for what it was. When we danced, I couldn’t help myself from touching her, kissing her, falling into her. She was magnetic. It was surreal.

We laid there for a few moments just caressing each other and kissing softly, her eyes were glazed over, and her lips were swollen from our kisses, her skin flushed and if I thought she couldn’t get any more perfect, I was wrong. So very wrong.

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Hudson

With a final kiss, Remi went to the bathroom to wash up. I blushed when I realized just how much I came, my cream on her neck. I laid there for a few seconds, just basking in my first ever girl on girl sexual experience. God, that was just incredible, I thought as I got up and put on my less provocative nightie from one of my secret shopping trips. I looked down and frowned, this was definitely not appropriate pizza party wear. I turned the TV on to Netflix and when Remi stepped out of the bathroom, I gave her a pair of sleep shorts and tank. At that moment, there was a knock on my door.

“Come in,” I said loudly.

“This isn’t over gorgeous,” Remi whispered, and she went to settle herself on the floor as the guys walked in in their pajamas. Zane had the pizzas, while Hunter had soda, Gray the glasses, but Ryder had a bottle of liquor and shot glasses. They set everything down and suddenly focused on us. Their eyes flit back and forth between Remi and I and the bed. It would have been funny if it didn’t immediately want to give in to my overeager vagina’s wishes.Dumb horny bitch. I’m sorry, I love you,I internally whispered to her.

I cleared my throat. “So you guys just gonna stare or are we going to eat? I’m starving.” I sat down on the floor and grabbed a box of pizza, grabbed two slices, made a sandwich, took a bite, and moaned in happiness. The guys shook their heads and sat down on the floor in a loose circle, taking a bite of pizza. I looked at them appraisingly, this quickly building friendship and connection was exciting but distracting. This is totally a normal college experience, right? Sigh, if only it felt that simple.

“Hmm, I’m full,” Remi said and pressed a kiss to my neck, and I blushed, and their eyes heated.

I laughed and pointed at the guys, “Don’t start, we had a deal. I technically haven’t collected yet.”

I winked at Hunter then choked on my pizza and laughed when he growled and mouthed the words, “I’m collecting.”

“A deal?” Remi asked.

“Yup, I challenged and beat Zane’s ass in weaponry, then sparring.” I ignored his growl. “And it was so they wouldn’t cock block. Fuckers.”

“I don’t feel bad about that bet, you should have seen the looks you were getting,” grumbled Ryder. “It’s like they smelled the virginal blood in the proverbial water. Gray punched a couple of sophomores who were talking about you, by the way, after you went upstairs. Technically, school hasn’t started yet, so it was a free for all.”

“First of all, I’m not a virgin. Second, I would have liked to see Gray punch anyone. Kinda hot,” I said and threw him a wink, thinking about how his abs strained under his tee shirt. I looked over at Remi, who was laughing at us.

“You see the shit I gotta live with? Pure fuckery I tell you.” I reached for the soda and a glass and scowled at them; fuck, they were so ridiculously gorgeous. “I’m going to make your lives a living hell when you bring a girl home. I’m going to put mayonnaise in her hair and then I’ll probably drown them in the hot tub when they try to be sexy.” I took a sip of my soda, wondering if they knew just how serious I was as they all laughed at me.

Remi shook her head and laughed. “I’m loving the dynamics here and one, the cockblocking stunt, I can't be mad at. I mean, I saw you for all of five seconds before I even wanted to punch anyone in the face for looking at you.” I scowled at her, the traitor, and she put her hands up. “No, I’m serious. Five seconds, I counted, and they have to live with you and watch over you. Shit, you’re lucky they haven’t tried to tie you down yet.” The boys looked at me with a smug look on their faces. As if they could take me anyway. If I’m going to be tied down, it’s going to be for sex. “Second, drowning a bitch? They won’t bring anyone home. Like I said, I see the way they look at you, am I safe to say that Hudson is pretty much the end game here?” She directed that question towards the guys. They agreed, and I blushed. She nodded and reached over to take a bite of my pizza sandwich, bitch. “Anyways, fuck, that's brutal, but I’m thinking poison is easier. You won’t get your hands dirty, but keeping your men away from other women? That’s hot and hot. I will help.” I laughed at that; she was so similar to me, it was frightening.

Zane rolled his eyes before taking a few bites of his pizza and staring at me. Actually, they were all staring at me while they ate, well Remi mostly stared at them staring at me, with a smirk on her face. We finished the pizza in silence, but it was a comfortable one. We put the boxes to the side, and I had to ask, “Okay, what is with the shot glasses and liquor? It’s like 3 am.”

Ryder smiled. “Well, we figured we can all play a little game.” I looked at them warily.

“What kind of game? The games we played yesterday? Not happening. I am not skinny-dipping. But if it involves kicking your asses again, I’m down.”

Remi raised her eyebrow at that.

“Well, technically, I dared them to skinny dip, but still not happening,” I explained and she laughed.

“Well, it's simple really,” Ryder said with a smile. “This is called, never have I ever.” I shook my head, I knew the game. Basically, someone has to say something they haven’t done and if a person has done it, they have to take a drink. Strategy wise? Stupid, I haven’t done a lot of shit, so this game wasn’t ideal.

“Really? You know damn well there is a lot of shit I haven’t done, so let's skip the liquor part of it all.” Ryder pouted at that, I laughed. “Shush, we still have a book date, sweetie, but…” I thought and rubbed my chin. “I’ll tell you all one thing that you all really want to know, so ask away.”

Before anyone can say anything, else Grayson spoke up, “Deal, I will go first. Who taught you how to fight the way you do and why? Those techniques go beyond normal training.”

I considered him for a second. “Father always had a rule. If I came home with a scratch or a bruise, or anything that indicated I was losing to anyone, he would make me undergo extra training. I would have to wake up early, before school and work with my instructor, Kalen Dochloite.” Remi took a sharp intake of breath, but when I looked her way her face was blank, so I continued. “I would train before and after school with him. In fact, Father had me taken out of training in school during that hour to train with him instead. He was brutal, but kind and fair. He didn’t accept weakness. I did drill after drill, ran for hours until I was able to outpace him, until I was able to best him in hand to hand, until I was able to beat him in weaponry.

“In fact, I was thirteen when I started training with him, right after Zane left. That first day,” I smiled at the memory, “he wouldn’t let me leave until I could summon magic and infuse my weapons. I was so pissed that I told him to stick his sword in his ass.” I laughed, “He laughed at me, and told me to shut my smart mouth and focus. I did and after a few tries, it was like it was always inside of me, it became second nature. He became more of a father figure. There was nothing I couldn’t do in his eyes, and believe me, he made sure I could do it all. When I was eighteen, the training became more brutal, more intense. He would say if I have a tattoo about weakness, then I needed to hone the skills to back it up.” Kalen was just amazing. “In fact, I felt like we were holding back, but for some reason, he saw my white hair and told me I was getting old early and I needed to train harder. We laughed, but for the past two years, we trained every moment I was free; it was so brutal but it was exhilarating, and I never tired and we would go for hours. It was during that time that I put him on his ass a few times and he was so proud of me. My dad didn’t look at me like that anymore; his approval was like a drug to me. I love him.” I smiled softly. I would kill for that man, and fuck anyone who got in my way.

“Wow, that's impressive. The name rings a bell, but I can’t place it. It's like at the tip of my tongue. That’s so strange, maybe I read of him somewhere,” Grayson said pensively.

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