Page 29 of Wreaking Havoc on my Heart

I turn them over and notice an engraving inside the handpiece.My Kittenis scrawled across the pink metal. I bite my lip, so happy I could scream.

“I love them,” I squeal as I launch myself into his arms. He falls back onto the bed again, holding me tight to him. When I push up, I crash our lips together. “It’s perfect. You’re perfect.”

I look him in the eyes, making sure he knows I really mean it. But I don’t let the words I really want to say fall from my lips. As much as I know in my heart they’re true, I just can’t tell him until I’ve figured out what I want with Havoc.

“I’m yours,” he says, seeming to know where my thoughts were going, but not ready to say anything out loud yet either.

“Mine,” I whisper before kissing him again. This time it’s slow and passionate. A kiss that says everything we can’t seem to say yet.

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Nessa and I get approval to lead an extra class for anyone who may be struggling with specific areas of expertise. Evie and Damien provide assistance in combat. They coach Nessa and me on the weekends so we can help in class as well. Lev leads those needing help with technical skills, and Alexi oversees both tactical motorcycle riding and business classes.

Overall, I can already see the students learning more about the Kings and Evie on top of their personal improvements. It’s helping us all form a bond and feels less like a competition that pits us against one another.

While we still keep our trials to ourselves, I’m finding that just being around the other students and them seeing that the Kings aren’t really monsters is drastically changing the mood on the island.

I also think it was a good idea for Alexi to ban the yacht parties, though I’ll never tell him that. They encouraged too much partying when our focus should be training. He’s still working on how he’s going to offer incentives to those who excel overall, but I know he’ll find the perfect fit. He always does.

“Miss DeLuca?” A husky voice calls from across the gym. “I need to see you in my classroom. Now.”

My cheeks heat, knowing exactly what’s about to happen.

“Yes, sir.” I hurry up off the floor where I was stretching and send a wink to Evie, who’s smirking at me like she knows too.

I mean, she probably does, but we’ve been keeping everything quiet from the rest of the students. I don’t care if my friends know, but I don’t want anyone thinking I’m getting special credit. Which I’m not.

Well, nothing more than lots of orgasms and the occasional kiss between classes. Super normal stuff.

Just as I make it through the doors, a hand grabs my arm and pulls me into the shadows on the side of the building. Soft, sure lips meet mine in a punishing kiss and I moan into his mouth.

“Fuck, I missed those lips.”

He’s in a suit, his white sleeves rolled up to reveal some of the ink on his left side. I’m thoroughly obsessed with this man's body.

I bat my lashes. “You wanted to see me, sir?”

His eyes light with mischief. We’ve been talking about a teacher/classroom scene, and I can’t wait to get back to his room and fulfill both of our fantasies.

“You didn’t do so well on that last test about our history.”

He’s lying, I got an A. History is one thing I don’t fail at. If you study our past, then you’re less likely to repeat our mistakes in the future.

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were distracted during my lessons.” His breath skates across my ear before he sucks it into his mouth and nips it.

“I’m very distracted, sir. I find myself too focused on your mouth to pay attention to the words coming out of it.”

I’m panting, so ready for him to just thrust his cock into me that I nearly give in right here and just whip it out for him.

“I think you need some one-on-one time with the teacher then, to really be able to focus.”

His fingers skim over the waist of my white skirt before trying to slip his hands under. The only problem is, I was just working out, so there are matching white compression shorts in his way.

“First lesson,” he growls as he finds me covered. “You don’t wear anything that stops me from getting access to this pussy. Got it, Kitten?”

He steps back, giving me room to follow up with his little rule. I keep my skirt in place while pulling my shorts down and tossing them at him. I’m not wearing anything underneath now. From the way he holds my shorts to his nose and inhales, it must be clear I'm bare. He had me soaked the second his lips met mine.

“Do you need to be walked to your next lesson, Kitten?”

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