Page 53 of Class Studies
In relief, I fell onto my butt and rubbed my cheek, still tingling with Nitis’ magic.
Saffron rushed to my side and bent down, brushing my cheek. “What did he do to you?”
I shook my head. “No idea.”
Ashe stood on my other side, quivering with anger. “If it was part of the fucking contract, you should fucking know.”
I ducked my head and closed the box. “I only skimmed the contract.”
Ashe’s eyes widened.
“I didn’t have much time.” I rubbed my cheeks. “Besides, I got what I needed. That’s all that matters right now.”
“Aphy.” Saffron caressed the side of my face again. “What kind of contract was this?”
Ashe glared at Saffron. “It was a blood contract, you asshole.”
Saffron widened his stance. His magic billowed around him, stroking my power in all the right ways.
“She got desperate.” Ashe jabbed his finger at Saffron. “Desperate to control her magic because no one helped her, and now she fucking owes a blood contract to Nitis, the half of the black market the MA can’t pin down.” He snarled. “Who sells the stuff even Beryl won’t touch.”
Like Saffron’s, Ashe’s anger came out in a cloud of his magic.
Combined with the previous hour of unintentional foreplay, my magic boiled with need and squirmed in their storm. I gripped my hands in front of me to keep from rubbing every sensitive surface.
“I need to go,” I said quietly.
I squeezed my thighs together, moisture already seeping through my undergarments.
The two snapped their gaze to me, which only heated my skin further.
“You don’t need to go,” Ashe growled. “You just need.”
I wanted to argue with him, but I couldn’t.
Ashe pulled me into his arms. His lips covered my mouth in the most possessive kiss I ever experienced. He gripped my braid and pulled my head back, licking down my neck. His gaze never left Saffron as he nibbled the spot the Greek God liked to bruise with his teeth.
Pure pleasure ran down my limbs, turning them into gelatin. If I’d been standing, I would’ve fallen. My braid slid between Ashe’s fingers, and he pulled out my hair tie. My wavy locks cascaded over my shoulders.
“You said you trust A.” Ashe crushed me to him. “Then watch me satisfy her needs like you never did. Watch me take care of her like you should have from day one, and know this is what you’ll never have.”
Saffron crossed his arms. His yellow rims glowed. Though he still scowled, I saw the hint of a smile pulling at one corner of his mouth.
Ashe peeled my clothing off my body faster than I knew possible, stripping himself at the same time. He puffed out his chest and made sure Saffron got a good look at his sizable erection before he turned, so my back was to him and my front to the Greek God.
Saffron’s drank me in as heat rolled through my core.
Ashe picked me up by my hips. “Now, fucking lean forward, Kitten, spread your legs, so they’re on either side of my hips.”
Warm greenhouse air kissed the inside of my thighs and pussy as I followed his directions.
“Fuck yes, now arch your back,” Ashe instructed.
I did. My clit pressed into his ridged dick, making me cry out in relief. I twitched in his grip as he slid me across his ridged surface, pushing me away to find my dripping entrance. Achingly slowly, he slid me down his straining shaft. I moaned as Ashe stretched and pressured my already burning need. When I thought I couldn’t go down any further, he collected my wrists behind me, dangling my front half. Only his dick and arms supported my weight.
I slid down another inch, and my eyes bugged. In front of me, Saffron hadn’t moved. He ran his hand through his hair and down his front, enjoying the show. I licked my lips. Heat tickled my backside as he drew runes along my spine. It didn’t take me long to adjust to Ashe’s size, and once I had, I wanted more. I needed the friction, the sparks of pleasure I knew would come with our motions.
I moaned. “Ashe.”