Chapter 26
Parker
The deep crimson velvet stares back at me from its place resting on my bed.
A gift from the Veil. I still don’t know Leo’s plan, but I know that our robes will arrive the same day, and where to meet him on the day it arrives.
My knee bounces as I sit in the desk chair in front of my bed, eyes unable to look anywhere else but the dark, blood red, reflecting, contemplating, going over the last few months.
If everything Leo knew about Crimson Veil is wrong, then maybe I’ve been right all along.
Every single step we’ve taken, every situation that we’ve been put in, we’ve ended up together.
We’ve chosen each other, every time, unable to fight the pull to do anything else.
Hate divides, but love, it conquers. I refuse to believe that this school was created on something as dark and twisted as Leo’s dad has made it out to be.
Powerful? I’m sure of it. Influence? Absolutely.
But you don’t get to that point with disdain, greed, envy, and discontent.
The only way to truly get there and have the longevity that Corvus does is with real loyalty.
And you can’t have that without love. When you truly love someone, that loyalty comes as easily as water flowing through your fingertips.
My alarm sounds on the desk behind me, my reminder to get ready to meet Leo in the catacombs under Crimson Keep. I’m quick to shower, styling my blond hair, and dressing in a pair of black dress slacks, with a black button-down shirt. Then I put on my crimson robe, pulling the hood over my head.
It’s almost midnight, and I sneak out of the apartment I share with Asher, lucky that he’s with Silas tonight and I don’t have to explain that I’m being initiated into the Corvus College secret society that, surprise, actually does exist.
The shadows work as my veil as I slither through the halls and corridors of Crimson Keep. It’s a challenge to keep my footfalls soft against the old stone floors, but once I’ve made my way through the first three floors from my residence hall, I’m able to move more quickly.
The hidden door to the catacombs sits behind a portrait of the five founders.
It’s massive and ornate, but easily slides to the side, revealing a tight spiral staircase.
The portrait cranks closed behind me, bathing me in complete darkness.
Candles come to life as I descend, the flames flickering in the sconces.
My robe billows behind me, my steps getting quicker and quicker as adrenaline and nerves start to flow through me.
I wish I knew what Leo was up to. I wish I were better prepared for this trial.
At the end of the day, my loyalty is to myself, Mia, and Leo.
But I truly believe that the school . . .
the Veil . . . we’re all in agreement. Love is the way.
Choosing our own path is the way. Being a good person and doing what’s right is the way. The only way.
Candles burst to life as I enter the open chamber, the flames dancing wildly, casting shadows across the old stone walls.
Leo stands in the center of it all like an offering, the hood of his robe pushed back, giving me an unobstructed view of his beautiful face.
My heart stutters as I look at him, his black hair perfectly coiffed and pushed back, his eyes glassy but looking more steady and confident than I’ve ever seen them before.
I step farther into the room, joining him in the center of a large circle of candles just as a loud crank echoes through the space, my head jerking toward the secondary entrance, the one that leads outside.
“Mia?” She’s dressed in a black gown, and the lace bodice is practically see-through. The dress goes to the floor, with a slit on the side that goes up her hip. Her dark brown hair is worn down and wavy. She looks like a fucking goddess. She looks like my rebel.
“What’s going on?” she asks as she looks around the large chamber, joining us in the center of the circle.
“They need us to choose,” Leo answers. “My loyalty lies with you two. What better way to prove that than to consummate that commitment right here where Crimson Veil all started?”
A sly smirk rises on my face that turns into a devilish smile. I don’t bother holding back. “Oh, my baby, so fucking smart. You want us all to fuck right here? In the heart of Crimson Keep? You know, I heard blood was spilled here.”
A grin lifts on Leo’s lips. “I don’t think it was blood that was spilled.” If my cock wasn’t already hard, it would be now.
“So, do we cave to the demands of everyone else? Our parents? Other students? Society? Or do we embrace who we are?” Leo pulls off his robe, laying it flat on the old stone ground, so I follow his lead, doing the same.
Then he holds out his hands to Mia and me, pulling us close the moment our hands connect.
“Because I choose you. Both of you. In this lifetime, and whatever comes next. I choose you in everything, always. There’s nothing to hide.
I love you,” he confesses, leaning in and kissing Mia deeply.
Their mouths mold and meld, kissing softly with no hurry or rush.
When they pull apart, dark brown eyes meet my own.
“I love you, Parker.” My heart doesn’t have time to catch up because then he’s kissing me.
He tastes like the missing piece to everything I’ve ever wanted.
The three of us slowly take turns undressing each other until our bodies are free of any constraints.
My hands run over their backs as they kiss passionately, flesh so soft against my skin.
I join them, our mouths colliding in an uncoordinated kiss that I feel to the very marrow of my bones.
We move to the floor, and I lie down on my back in the center of the crimson robes.
Mia straddles my face, her thighs cradling my head, always so eager to have her pussy eaten.
She doesn’t hold back, sitting down over my waiting mouth, her hands moving to her breasts.
I love watching her take her pleasure, love how her dark cherry scent surrounds me, her sweet taste exploding on my tongue as I lick through her slit.
Wet warmth surrounds the head of my cock, and I instinctively buck into it.
My hands grip Mia’s thighs, my eyes wild as Leo sucks me down to the back of his throat.
The flames dance around our bodies. Mia’s soft, velvety center rocks against my tongue, her moans loud and unrestrained down here.
There’s a chill in the air, but only heat surrounds us.
Leo works my cock over like he’s starving for it, alternating between licking up the sides with his tongue and lips, and taking me all the way down his throat. His touch feels so good, and I can’t believe there was ever a time when he was off-limits to me.
“Don’t stop, I’m going to come. Oh, my god, your mouth!
Yes!” I reach up her body and grip her tits, twisting and pinching her nipples, tweaking them with the slight bite of pain that I know will set her off.
That does it. She comes on a loud, drawn-out moan, her body trembling, legs shaking around my head.
Mia’s head falls back as she rides my face through her orgasm, and I greedily lap everything she has to offer.
Leo pops off my cock, ending his delicious ministrations. Together, we lift Mia and drag her down my body. He doesn’t waste any time, gripping my hard, wet dick and lining it up with her slick entrance.
“Sit down, pretty girl. Time to stretch you out.” Mia sits down on my length in one swift drop of her ass, her tight heat enveloping my cock with velvety softness.
My eyes roll to the back of my head as she starts to ride, my hands finding her hips to help guide her.
Leo straddles my legs, brushing Mia’s long chestnut hair to one side, his lips trailing kisses down her neck and over her shoulder.
“Feel good?” he whispers, not directed at either of us. Mia’s the first to answer.
“So fucking good. I love how it feels to be on top, to be in control, to be so full.” Fuck, I love this woman so goddamn much.
“Mmm. I want to try something new, but you’re in charge here,” he tells her.
My eyes are focused on him, the soft glide of Mia’s pussy rocking back and forth on my cock, coating me in her sweet cum.
Then he’s pushing her forward, bending her to lie flush over my body.
When Leo reaches for his pants, pulling out a small packet of lube, I expect him to start prepping her little asshole to take him.
What I don’t expect is the cool touch of his finger sliding into her pussy next to my cock.
“Ooh, fuck,” I stutter, Mia’s breath hitching, pointed fingernails digging into my shoulder blades.
“You like that?”
“Fuck, yes, I like that a lot,” I pant.
“Mia, baby, you think you can take both of us? Here?” he asks as he adds a second finger. He fucks her in tandem with the thrusts of her hips, stretching her open further. Fuck, I want this, I want this so fucking bad.
“I can, I want to try. God, I really want to try.”
“What’s your safe word, little rebel?”
“Crimson. Now fuck me. I want this.”
“Such a good fucking girl,” I growl, looking up to meet Leo’s desperate, needy eyes.
We go slow, working her pussy open with my cock and his fingers until she’s nice and stretched.
Then he’s notching the thick head of his length next to mine, and pressing in.
Fuck does it get tight real fucking quick, and I have to force myself to breathe.
My hands stroke up and down Mia’s back, whispering how much I love her, reminding her to take a deep breath and relax her body. She’s fucking perfect, letting her men take it slow, letting us lead and take care of her safely.
“You doing okay, baby?” Leo asks her. We’re about halfway there.”
“So good, it burns, but I don’t want to stop.”