Page 137 of Gemini Queen
I smirk in reply and wrap my hands around Ronin’s ass. He moans low in his throat and entwines himself around me. My cock shoves against my breeches and he undulates against me like the damn minx he is. Suddenly we’re both rock hard, our queen is watching and getting off on the sight of us while Neo sucks on her neck, and I’m done playing Prince Charming. I grind my aching cock into Ronin’s in time with the tempo and wring out of him another groan. Louder this time.
“How’s that heat of yours, darling?” I murmur into the fall of his silky hair.
“In bloody need of tending.” His sharp teeth nip my ear in warning. I hiss in pain and pleasure. “But Lucius will be worse off than I am—this heat’s damn near uncontrollable at the outset—so you’ll need to tend him first. And you do realize he bit Zara, don’t you?”
In point of fact, I hadn’t, because I’m not a telepath and no one fucking told me. But that little tidbit certainly explains why Zara’s roaming around smelling like Lucius and his wolf. And it even explains the lightning. She carries the DNA of all four races in her genetic code, and Kryll DNA like hers and Neo’s channels the energy of other witches. If she and Lucius are mating… if she actually trusts him… our amorous headmaster could be precisely the key she needs to unlock the full force of that lethal Gemini witchcraft.
And, more to the point, control it.
“Sounds like we’ll all be feeling frisky tonight,” I whisper, kneading Ronin’s ass and giving Zara a slow smile. She’s going into heat herself, so she visibly shivers, and Neo’s head turns to watch us. His eyes are heavy and he licks his lips with unconscious arousal. “Feel like giving those two a preview of coming attractions, darling?”
Ronin stops nibbling my ear long enough to swipe his hot tongue down my neck. “Something particular you’ve got in mind, love?”
“Hmmm. As a matter of fact, there is.” I wrap my fist in Ronin’s hair to immobilize him, drag his head back, and fuse our mouths together in a blazing kiss.
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Zara
Immolation is a rare Valyrian gift and the Geminis definitely don’t have it, but I’m pretty sure I’m about to self-combust.
I’ve got Neo’s buff body wrapped around me and his gentle teeth nibbling my neck and his sage-and-juniper soap filling my head, and I’m scenting hard enough to make the whole room horny. Not to mention I’ve got Vasili and Ronin moaning and writhing and dry-humping each other right next door in a way that’s probably going to get us all suspended.
If not expelled. For public indecency.
Any other night, we’d already be clapped in detention for a show like that. But this is the Janus Dance, which is the ancient Roman New Year and a major party night for the whole witching world, and we’re not the only ones on this dance floor getting down and dirty. Dez and Racetrack are wrapped up in each other too, and there’s a littleménageaction forming with three of the underclassmen from Villa Hadrian, which is actually kinda cute.
With the dim lights and the mirrored ball and the power ballad pulsing from the speakers, not to mention all the Mogadon scenting, sex is definitely in the air.
Looks like the chaperones will have their work cut out for them tonight.
And speaking of chaperones…
I drag my eyes away from Vasili and Ronin long enough to look for Lucius. I’ve been hyper-aware of him ever since he bit me, and I find him right away even though he’s kind of lurking in the shadows near the refreshment table, probably monitoring to make sure nobody spikes the punch. Because alcohol’s off-limits at school functions (according to my orientation packet) and the air’s still fizzy with plain old ginger ale, which was the regulation tipple for the Dean’s toast.
Still, Lucius doesn’t seem overly interested in the punch bowl.
It’s too dark to see much, but I can feel his predatory gaze locked on me from all the way across the room. The sleeping dragon of my mating heat’s almost fully awake now, tail lashing in anticipation, but I can keep her leashed a little while longer.
Because tonight I intend to have all of them.
All four of my mates.
And that’s a prize worth waiting for.
Heat pulses from my bite under the blaze of Lucius’ stare. I slide my hands down Neo’s corded back and grip his luscious ass. He lifts his head from nibbling on my neck and eyes me under his magenta curls.
Enjoying the show, Teach?I ask Lucius, letting Neo listen in too.
My fated mate looks a bit startled at suddenly sharing sexytimes with our teacher, but he’s up for it, because I am. Neo’s slow smile blossoms and he leans in to suck my lower lip into his mouth. I murmur approval into the warm suction of his kiss and squirm against the hardening jut of his cock shoving into my pelvis.
I’m roughly five seconds away from clapping all four of you in detention,Lucius growls in my head.An immediate detention in my office in the crypt.
A shiver of excitement chases down my spine and makes my skin heat.That supposed to be a threat or a promise, Teach?
It’s a blasted warning.Even through the bond, Lucius sounds a bit ragged.Now behave yourselves, damn it.
For how long?I lick into Neo’s mouth and project a playful pout.
