"Okay," Miles smiles at me with that charming, panty-melting smirk. "Today, we're just going to practice a few take-downs that would work if you're in hand-to-hand combat."
"Will I be in combat often?" I ask, worry apparent on my face."Not if I can help it, Kitten." Miles replies looking at me possessively, "But if you're ever in danger, I want you to know how to protect yourself.""Okay, Show me what you got, big boy.""Easy there, kitten; first, we need to work on your stance," Miles replied, coming up and standing behind me. "This leg," He whispered into my ear, his hand running down my hip to my bare thigh before giving it a gentle squeeze, "Needs to go here." He lifts my left leg and pulls it slightly in front of me. "And this leg," His voice breathless in my ear, as he seductively runs his hand down my right side, this time going across my hip and dipping into my inner thigh slowly, "Needs to go here." He puts my right leg slightly behind me. "And now you just need to spread your legs like this slightly." He puts both of his hands on either side of my thighs, grabbing towards the top of my thighs, his hands below the aperture.I was already slightly out of breath, and our lesson hadn't started yet. Miles steps back, walking around me, admiring his work and ensuring my stance is perfect."Standing like this allows your body to be more stable." Miles starts to talk again, acting like he didn't just seduce me into a puddle, "If you're pushed from the front or the back, you're less likely to fall in this position.""Okay, What's next?" I ask, trying to prepare myself for Miles' next attack."We will practice a few different take-down methods. The first one is my favorite in hand-to-hand combat. I will demonstrate how it's done, and then I will let you practice on me.""Okay." I nodded enthusiastically, excited about the prospect of learning some self-defense techniques."Alright, let us begin," Miles says with a wicked look.Miles approaches me and takes the same stance as I."I'm not going to warn you of my next steps; I want first to see what you know on instinct.""Come at me, big boy." I smile at him, beckoning him forward with my hand.Miles approaches me quicker than I am expecting. It happens in a flash. He jabs his hand towards the right of my face, and I lean to the left, trying to avoid his fist. His arms instantly drop-down, grabbing my right leg; my original stance is now thrown off. He wraps his arms around my thigh and slightly squeezes my leg between his thighs. He turns his body slightly, really throwing off my stance before he leans into me; I fall back quickly, my back hitting the pad, and Miles lands softly on top of me, our legs intertwined. He pushes himself up on his elbows and stares down into my eyes."I think I like you on your back." He responds as he adjusts his position slightly, gently thrusting between my legs, causing me to gasp out. He smiles down at me, lowering his mouth to mine for a quick peck. "Okay, your turn." He responds as he jumps back up to his feet, grabbing my arm and yanking me back up with him. I take the same stance as before, Miles mimicking mine. I take a step forward and jab towards the right of his face. I put too much momentum into the swing; I fall forward and tumble straight into Miles. I think my clumsiness surprised him because before I knew it, we were falling backward. I hear the slight thump from the mat once Miles hits it, My body landing on him."Well, I guess that's one way to take someone down." Miles chuckles as he grips my hips squeezing them slightly, and that's when I notice that during our fall, I have somehow ended up straddling him. He pushes himself up on his elbows, his chest almost touching mine. "I like you from this view too." I can see the desire pool in Miles's eyes. He adjusts himself, so he's now sitting up on just one elbow, his other hand sliding its way slowly up the side of my body, caressing my breasts gently, before continuing its trail until it stops on my throat, giving it a gentle squeeze. I curse my body and Miles as I let out a soft moan. I feel his length harden against me, and all I want is for him to take me right then and there.Someone lets out a slight cough directly behind us, bringing me back to reality. We are in a sparring class, surrounded by other students. I quickly scramble off of Miles, my face tinged pink from blushing. Miles and I continue to practice take-downs, and by the end of class, my panties are soaked with desire."So," Miles smiles at me wickedly, "You want me to take you back to our suite and show you a good time?""In your wildest dreams," I reply as I turn away from him, walking towards the dorm room, letting my hips sway as I walk away, smiling when Miles lets out a groan."Ugh, did you see her? She was practically fucking Miles on the floor in front of the entire class." I could hear the disdain for me in her voice. "Like, come on, could you be more trashy."I inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly. I would not let her remarks get to me. Hilda was one of those girls who'd not left high school drama behind."Oh, shut up, Hilda," Snapped the voice of a girl I hadn't met yet, "you've been caught in more compromising situations than that. You're just envious that she's replaced you.""Shut up, Gertrude." Hilda screeched, obviously livid that someone dared to call her out on her shit, "That tramp will never replace me. For now, Aphelion can enjoy fucking her, but our fathers will never break our engagement, not for some nobody like her.""You would get in between fated mates?" The girl called Gertrude asked, disgust in her voice,"We all know fated mates don't exist; it's an old wives tale," Hilda replied with an eye roll I could practically hear."Just because there hasn't been a fated couple since the olden days doesn't mean it isn't true," Gertrude responded as I walked down the locker room closest to them.I stopped at the corner and peeked around it; Gertrude, a beautiful tanned skin beauty with black eyes and short brown curly hair, was a thicker girl, but her curves were in all the right places. She stood facing Hilda, starring daggers at her, not looking intimidated by her."You can't tell me that you aren't upset that some slut walked into this school and wrapped the four most eligible guys around her little finger," Hilda said, her hand on her hip.I had had enough of Hilda; I walked forward, making my appearance known."Listen, Helga; Aphelion just isn't that into you. It's got nothing to do with him or with me. It's you. He couldn't stand being attached to a nasty, selfish bitch who couldn't give a shit less about anyone else but herself. He has his kingdom to think about, and having a cunt Queen isn't something he could support." I say casually, shrugging my shoulders."Why, you Bitch!" Hilda raised her right arm, palm facing out, causing lightning to strike out, heading straight towards me.I have no time to react; it's happening so quickly. I close my eyes, waiting for the lighting to strike, but it never does. Instead, I felt tiny sparks run along my body, like when Aphelion embraced me. I slowly open my eyes, and everyone is staring at me like I am so kind of a freak."Did you just absorb her lighting?" Gertrude asked like it was the most bizarre thing she had ever seen."Umm, I don't know," I replied."How do you not know, Hilda is a demigod, she's half a God, her lightning strikes are only second to Aphelions in this school. You definitely would have felt it.""Honestly, I only felt tiny sparks crawl over my skin, similar to Aphelion's effect on me when we embrace," I reply, looking down at my feet. Had I done something wrong?"If that isn't proof enough that she is Aphelion's mate, I don't know what is." As she pulled her shirt down, "Catch you later, Katrina; I can't be late to Magical Enhancement; Professor Isis is a real stickler.""Bye." I waved at Gertrude, hoping I would see her later. I wanted to thank her properly for sticking up to me."Your performance just now doesn't mean you're APHELION'S MATE! It means you're a FREAK. Instead of feeding off sex, as a magical succubus, you feed off power." Hilda replies, glaring at me."Whatever you want to believe, Helga," I reply, grabbing my bag and slamming my locker shut.I didn't want to believe her, but a small part of me wondered if she was right. Could this be another demonic power that I possessed?Walking out of the locker room, I spotted Miles casually leaning against the wall waiting for me. “What’s the matter, kitten?” He asked, furrowing his eyebrows. “Nothing at all, handsome, just some things on my mind.” “Care to talk about them?” Miles asked, taking me into his arms, pressing a soft kiss on my forehead. “Yes, but can we talk later? I want to discuss it with all of you.”I felt Miles’s arms tighten at the mention of my other mates. He was the most possessive out of the four of them, and I knew he was trying his hardest not to be jealous.“Of course, Kitten, whatever you want,” Miles said, stepping back and taking my hands in his. “We should hurry up and get you to your next class; you’ll want to make a good impression on Professor Luca. He’s a tough teacher, and with you already being behind on your magical abilities, he’ll be even tougher on you.”“Magical Studies is about our magical abilities?” I ask as we walk down the corridor.
I could sense her powers before she walked into my classroom, she was as strong as a God, but her divine gifts were different than any I had ever encountered before. Who was she, what was she, and why did I feel the sudden need to possess her? I have never felt that need before. While I have bedded many women before, I’ve never felt connected to one. This connection I felt towards her was strange. It wasn’t one based on love and companionship like a mate bond. It was more animalistic; I felt the need to own and control her. Could she have activated the powers I’d always known were buried deep down thanks to my bloodline; the management of Loki, the God of Mischief, and Erie, the Goddess of Chaos. Did I want to possess her so I could use her powers to create chaos in the world?I hated that my divine gifts came from Loki and Iris; people flinched in my presence anywhere I went, expecting destruction to follow me. Most people didn’t know that my bloodline wasn’t that strong.
I didn't trust Luka for one minute. He was a chaos-type God, and I didn't trust his intention with my mate. And no, it had nothing to do with the fact that I wanted to spend this class getting to know Katrina better. I felt like her relationship was progressing quicker with the others than with me. Miles had an advantage over the rest of us. He met Katrina at our club and rescued her. Then there was Aphelion, the natural-born charmer, the pretty boy; every girl fell for him, so it wasn't surprising when Katrina grew closer with him this morning. And Samael had the dark, brooding thing that all women seemed to love; I'm sure he managed to make up with Katrina this morning in class. Then there was me, the shy, quiet guy. Whenever Katrina was near, I seemed to get tongue-tied and couldn't think of what to say. "Uhh, Beckett," Adriana called, disturbing my thoughts, "Could you help me? I can't seem to master shielding. Every time I try to block Ajax, his power seeps through."
Beckett, Luka, and I are sitting in the living room waiting for the others to arrive. The silence is deafening. "Sooo…" I speak up, freezing, when both of their heads turn towards me, "Are we going to discuss the elephant in the room, or are we just going to pretend that nothing happened?""Nothing did happen, Katrina." Luka responds, "Power bonding is a normal occurrence; your mate just blew it out of proportion."I turn my head to focus solely on Beckett, waiting for his response. His cheeks are tinged pink, indicating that he's embarrassed about his behavior. "You're the only woman I've allowed into my life; I've never had such strong feelings for another…." Beckett starts, but then our conversation is interrupted by the slamming of our lobby door. "Beck, Dude, What's going on?" Aphelion calls as he walks into the room."Why's Luka here?" Miles asks as he walks into the room behind Aphelion.Samael is the last to e
: "That's not what's important right now, Miles. What's important is the fact that I am a fucking monster." Katrina cried out, tears spilling from her face as she ran towards her room. I felt a lump in my throat as my heart pained for my mate. I caused this hurt. Hilda was only messing with her because of me; if I had never agreed to marry her after graduation, Katrina wouldn't be in this situation right now. I just wanted my father off of my back. From the time I was ten and just beginning to learn the ropes of the kingdom, my father had started bugging me to marry Thor's daughter, telling me it was for the good of the domain. Finally, I was sick and tired of hearing it by thirteen, so I agreed to the betrothal. When I finally met Hilda at fifteen, I wasn't entirely against the betrothal. She was an early developer and had thick full breasts that I couldn't wait to get my hands on. We had sex the first day we met, and we continued to have sex off and on until just recentl
I sat up in the bed as Aphelion crawled towards me. I was already wet with anticipation. After everything that happened today, I was ready to lose myself in his arms and make him mine. The moment he hovered above me, I reached up and began unbuttoning his shirt, my fingers shaking with excitement. I wanted to see all of him; I wanted to admire the beauty that he hid beneath his clothes. With each button that came undone, my heart pounded wildly in my chest. Finally reaching the last button, I shoved his shirt over his shoulders and began to admire Aphelion. He was perfection, from his blazing red hair to his piercing green eyes and his beautiful bronzed skin coating every inch of his toned body. His build was smaller than Miles's, but I could tell weight lifting was one of his passions. I ran my hands down his broad shoulders, squeezing his firm biceps. "Like what you see, Princess?" Aphelion asked, a cocky smirk on his face,"Just shut up and kiss me," I replied as I lifte
Last night was torturous. I was ready to tear into Luka for even insinuating that I had a problem with my mate having demon blood. Miles and Samael were barely holding us back from attacking each other, and then we heard the sweet sounds of Katrina in the throes of passion. We all froze when we listened to the noises coming from her room. While Luka and I were having a pissing contest, Aphelion had snuck off to comfort Katrina, and comfort her he did. All night long. That lucky fucking bastard. Once the moans started, it didn’t take long for us to go our separate ways. Samael, Miles, and I ran to our rooms, and Luka ran out of our quarters like the floor was on fire. I wonder if Miles and Samael’s cocks were as sore as mine this morning. Every time Katrina and Aphelion started up again, I ended up with a painful erection, my cock already oozing with precum before taking it in my hands. Just thinking of her sweet moans has me hardening again. I switch the hot water off in the sh
Beckett was right. The moment I felt the sea air hit my face, I felt a sense of peace that I hadn't felt since learning that I had killed Grace and Jack. Watching Beckett teach his class and how he moved from one form to the next was like watching the waves crash into each other, absolutely mesmerizing. I was a little worried about coming out with Beckett this morning. I knew he saw all demons as monsters, and I wasn't sure what it would do to our relationship, but it doesn't seem to bother him, and if it does, he hasn't commented on it yet. I know we will have to talk about his views on demons, but right now, I want to enjoy the calming sounds of the waves crashing into each other. "I told you, you would enjoy it," Beckett remarks as he comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist. I let my head fall back against his shoulder as I stare at the water on the bottom of the cliff. "I didn't picture you as an I told you so kind of guy." "There's a lot you do