Page 36 of Veiled

Grayson laughed. “I see someone read ahead. Go ahead, Ms. Hudson, counterattack.”

I pulled my energy in a different matter. I used everything around me and beyond me and without a thought, sent orange, yellow, green, and blue swirling magic towards Brent, and he flew across the room and crashed into the wall, hard. The only thing that saved him was the fact that he shielded his body before battle. However, he was going to be sore. Oops.

Everyone ran towards him, making sure he was alright when a dark figure I didn't notice by the door started clapping. “Well done, Ms. Hudson, that was quite impressive. Mr. Brent,” this man nodded as Brent got up a little red in the face and sat down, glowering at me, “I’m glad you shielded yourself adequately and are okay.”

I was still confused and about to open my mouth to ask who he was, when Grayson spoke, “Mr. Alvor, what a pleasant surprise. Class, this is our new dean of students.” Everyone murmured their hellos and he smiled warmly before settling his gaze on me once again. It was strange; I felt like I knew him, but I have never seen him a day in my life.

I took in this tall, muscular man with black hair that didn't seem right on him, and hazel eyes. He was dressed in an all black suit that was tailored to his perfect body. He was quite the looker, and by the eyes of the girls in the room, they thought the same. Trish even removed the sneer from her face. She can actually look like a normal person. Shocker.

“Ms. Hudson, that was quite a display of magical practice. I did hear quite a bit of the class and my interest was piqued by your conversation as I was passing by. May I ask what combination of elements and manipulation you used in order to accomplish that?” he asked sincerely, yet there was something in his eyes; not necessarily curiosity, but a hint of wariness, caution and excitement, maybe? It didn’t set me on edge exactly, but it made me less inclined to want to do anything in front of him. And a bit confused.

I replied with a sure voice, he may confuse me, but magic did not. “Well, sir, all the elements.” I shrugged. “They could always cancel themselves out, but not if you can concentrate on keeping the forms separated just enough. Magic users often disregard that everything is made up of atoms. Atoms are nuclear energy, and theoretically, we should be able to manipulate those aspects of energy. If we can understand the science beyond nuclear weapons, we can use that to create a similar, yet nowhere near as destructive, unless intended, form of defensive magic. Like a rebound from the energy around him, that didn’t necessarily touch him. Had he not been shielded, his injuries would have been from what he crashed into and he would have been knocked out, not killed. Theoretically, of course,” I smiled at him. “Then again, he may have exploded, but I didn't think Professor would appreciate the mess.” I smirked, as the class laughed. He quirked his head at me, tapping his long finger on his chin in consideration of what I just said.

“Quite extraordinary, I must admit.” He then looked at Brent. “Mr. Brent, I hope you’re okay, although you look no worse for wear. Wonderful.” He clapped his hands and turned to Grayson. “Professor, I apologize for the intrusion, I’ll go now. Marvelous class. I’m very impressed.” He bowed slightly, as did Grayson as he walked out of the classroom.

Grayson cleared his throat. I was still standing in the middle of the classroom, not knowing what I should be doing. So, I lifted my head, and walked confidently to my chair, the murmurs now full of awe as well as lust. I don’t really care either way.

“Professor Grayson, Hudson is clearly dangerous. You heard her; she could’ve made Brent explode! Should she really be allowed to practice in class anymore? This isn’t a battlefield,” Trish said shrilly, finally gaining her voice back. God, her voice was fucking annoying as fuck. Besides, it was a theoretical and practical application class. Buckle up, bitch, it’s only going to get harder for her dumb ass to be anywhere near me.

Grayson sighed. “Ms. Trish, I highly suggest you can the attitude and try to learn something instead of being so combative. Save that for Professors Zane, Ryder’s, and Hunter’s classes. I do not have the patience for it.” He turned away and started asking questions. I tuned him out as Remi ran her hand up and down my exposed thigh while everyone was listening. I turned to her and she gave me a wink. I smiled; something about having Remi near gave me peace in a way I have never felt, other than with the guys, as if nothing could get me. I tap my pencil on my notebook absentmindedly. Come to think of it, even with Kalen, I knew he would protect me with his life, but it wasn’t that type of solace these five gave me. It was a deep sensation of being settled, I just wish I knew why.

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When the bell rang, I packed up my things and let everyone leave, letting Remi know I’ll be a few. Xena trotted off after the students, observing everyone. I had a few moments before my next class and I hadn’t really spoken to Gray today yet, other than through text.

“Hey, handsome, good class today.” I walked up to him with a smile and lightly caressed his arm. “I missed you this morning.” I gave a fake pout. He laughed and warded the door so no one could come in.

“Yeah, you missed me so much you went and made a couple more friends I see.” He raised his eyebrow and I laughed.

“Mmm hmm, jealous? Is that why you warded the door? Want to punish me, professor?” I said quietly.

His eyes flashed and he stepped closer, pushing me back to the desk, a shiver went up my spine. Mine, Mine, MINE, a whisper floated through my head, getting more and more insistent. I ignored it and looked up at him. So damn perfect. He put his hands under my skirt and gripped my ass, grinding against me. I bit back a moan. He laughed and leaned closer to my ear, “I love how quickly you respond to us, sweetheart. I admit this uniform has never turned me on until now. Now, I just want to see it off you.” His eyes darkened and a smirk lifted his lips. “And yes, the professor is going to punish you,” he said gruffly, one hand on my ass, one hand trailing up my thigh, and my breathing faltered.

“Hmm, what’s the punishment?” I asked, looking up at him. He raised an eyebrow, and trailed his fingers past my shorts and panties, groaning when he realized how wet I was. How could I not be? I mean fuck, those tattoos, those eyes. God, he had this Lucifer next door look down pat. He radiated pure sex.

He looked at the clock. “You have 13 minutes before your next class. You’re going to cum all over me,” he whispered against my mouth, kissing me, sliding off my shorts, opening my legs, sitting me on the desk, and quickly unzipping his slacks. His dick fell out and my jaw dropped. I knew he had a Jacob’s ladder, but my focus was on how big he was. He laughed when he saw my face. “Don’t worry, Hudson, I’ll be your gentle giant… this time.” I shuddered at what would happen next time.

He opened me wide and ran a finger down my pussy lips and licked his finger clean and hummed. “Yes, you taste so sweet, baby. I’m going to fucking live between these thighs, but right now, you are so wet, sweetheart, and so ready for me. So, don’t scream.” He winked.

“Wha….” He went inside with one stroke, my new perch and his height perfect for him. I bit my lip so hard, I drew blood. Fuck, I was fucking stretched so tight. He pulled me to the edge of the desk and slid out and slammed back in again, making his desk shake.

“Fuck, Hudson, this pussy is so fucking tight. What the fuck?” he groaned, pushing me to lay down, my ass hanging off the table and my legs wrapped around his waist. His piercings were such a new sensation. Every stroke was making me pant with need.

Suddenly, my entire body got hot and I needed more, I didn’t give a fuck about how big he was.

“Yes, Gray, yes, fuck me harder,” I groaned. Hope the ward held out sound too.

“No problem, baby.” He picked me up and bent me over his desk and grabbed my waist and thrust inside me again. I screamed as he pulled my hair with one hand, fucking me until I saw stars.

“Mmm, I love seeing this ass bounce on my dick, baby,” he moaned, letting go of my hair and smacking my ass. “Eight minutes, sweetheart. You’re going to come for me.” He reached around and grabbed me by my neck, choking me while he flexed his hips driving into me. This height difference was a fucking delight. He grabbed one of my legs and set it on the table, driving into me and I came hard, clenching around him so tight, he cursed, and he had to really work to keep moving inside me.

“Fuck, Hudson, you drive me fucking crazy, baby. You’re so fucking perfect. We have six minutes; you’re going to come again for me, baby, then I’m going to fill up this pretty pussy,” he growled, taking my leg off the table he pulled me off the side and turned around, so he was against the desk instead. “Bend over and touch your fucking toes, Hudson. You’re not getting any fucking mercy from this dick.” He smacked my ass and spread my legs further, I bent forward grabbing my ankles, Grayson kept me from falling over while he pounded into me, this angle hitting every spot making me moan and clench uncontrollably. He worked a finger into my ass, and I came, my entire body shaking, and he cursed and came inside of me a few thrusts after. I stood up shakily, flipping my hair back and picking up my panties and shorts while he tucked himself away. He grabbed me and kissed me while fixing my skirt and helping me tuck in my shirt quickly. So fucking sweet, even after being a savage.

“You can go to class now, Ms. Jacobs, but you’re not allowed to clean yourself up. You’re going to drip with my cum all fucking morning.” He bit my lip and smacked my ass as he ushered me out of the class. Okay, maybe not so fucking sweet.

Luckily, that insistent voice in my head receded. I walked into Professors Logan’s classroom, Remi, Luca, and Jensi waiting for me near the front. The room had the same overall look as Grayson’s class, except all the chairs faced forward in rows. I’m starting to see a theme; they were all watching way too many magic themed movies. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket and looked discreetly.

GRAYSON- Jensi and Luca are good, they almost beat the shit out of some kid mouthing off about Hudson.

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