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His thumb tugs at my lip, making my teeth let it go. His dark eyes follow it bounce, and I can see desire flooding his eyes. His hand moves to my hair, I squeal as he suddenly grabs a handful. Within seconds, his lips are on mine in a hungry kiss. I moan into the kiss, and he groans in response. His other hand grabs my ass, he squeezes it harshly, making me gasp.
“Get on your knees for me, darling,” he mumblesagainst my lips.
I obey and get on my knees, his huge erection facing me. I bite my lip impatiently and look up at him through my eyelashes. He groans and grabs my hair in his fist with a gentle grip. I quickly unbutton his pants and pull them down along with his boxers, exposing his hard cock. I meet his gaze again and he clenches his jaw.
“Now suck, my pretty little slut,” he spits in a dominant tone.
I lick my lips before licking his head, making him let out a small moan.
“Don't fucking play,” he growls in a low voice.
My thighs clench and I moan softly at his words. I mentally curse my fucking period for coming this morning.
I quickly wrap my lips around his cock and begin to slowly move my head back and forth, taking more of him into my mouth each time. A low moan escapes his throat and I groan, sending vibrations against his cock, making him moan again. His grip on my hair tightens and he begins to move my head in time with his own rhythm, hitting the back of my throat.
“I told you. Not. To. Play. Slut,” he growls.
I place my hands on his thighs to steady myself as I let him fuck my mouth, moaning softly every time he groans or grunts in pleasure. Drool starts to run down my chin and my cheeks are tear-stained, but I love every second of it. I love pleasing him.
“Fuck. Just like that, darling,” he moans, picking up the pace.
I feel him twitch in my mouth and he goes even faster, moaning louder with each movement. I hollow my cheeks and he squeals.
“Oh, fuck, princess!” He gasps. “I- Fuck. I'm going to come, angel.”
I look up at him through my lashes, meeting his lustful gaze, that's all it takes for him to spill his hot cum down my throat. I ride him to the end of his orgasm and swallow every drop, my eyes still locked on his.
“Fuck,” he mumbles. “Such a good little slut for me.” He gasps, his thumb stroking my lips, collecting some of his precum that has leaked from my mouth before placing his thumb between my lips for me to suck on.
His breath hitches before he removes his thumb and tenderly wipes my tear-stained cheeks. He pulls his boxers and pants back on and helps me stand. He kisses me softly, slides an arm under my knees and lifts me into his arms, letting me wrap my arms around his neck as he carries me to the bed.
We lie down, pressed against each other, one of his hands in my hair, lovingly playing with my brown tresses as my head rests on his chest. I inhale, savoring his familiar scent, feeling instantly at home with his body pressed against mine.
“Are you going to tell me how it went with your father now?” I ask softly, my voice slightly hoarse.
He laughs and kisses the top of my head. “Stevens sent him a letter telling him about Jones's death and how affected Dawson seems. He wanted me to confirm that you were indeed behind his death. As I thought, he's delighted and proud of you. Just like I am, angel.”
I blush slightly, brushing the compliment off with a wave of my hand. He chuckles and places his hand on my lower abdomen, massaging it tenderly.
“Do you still have cramps, my love?”
I nod again and yawn softly. He hugs me tighter and kisses the top of my head.
“Sleep if you want, angel. Forget everything and let me take care of you. You're safe,” he mumbles.
“I know, Matt. I love you,” I whisper as I feel sleep creeping over me.
“I love you too, princess.”
CHAPTER 30
Aelys
During the week following Lucy Jones's death, the students wander the monastery grounds, attending to their favorite activities as classes are suspended so we could pay our respects to Jones. My cousin, Nancy, seemed the most affected of our group. Given she had confided in me that she was having a secret relationship with a fairy, I could only guess that the fairy in question was none otherthan Jones.
O'Connor and Dawson have been keeping an even closer eye on us, probably thinking we are up to something. Arthur and Mattheo were therefore unable to make any progress on their task. The barrier protecting the Academy grounds is still intact, which definitely won't please the Master.
As for me, I’ve read what Mattheo found about shapeshifting transformations. I finally know how to activate my animal side, however, I admit I'm not very enthusiastic about the idea of doing so. As, to do so, I have to undergo an extremely stressful situation that will cause my animal cells to awaken and the animal that represents my second nature to reveal itself.
