Chapter Fourteen
I knew my eyes were gleaming with lust as I prowled towards my treasure. His eyes never left mine as I backed him up against the bookshelf in the back of the library. It was late and I was starving for him after a full day apart.
“Nym,” he breathed like a plea.
“My Treasure,” I responded, then kneeled in front of him, a small gasp of surprise escaping his throat.
“Gods,” he groaned, tilting his head back to rest on the old books. His eyes closed as I undid his pants, needing to taste my mate.
My first lick of his already hard length had me moaning in bliss. Damn, he tasted good. Salty with a hint of oranges, my mouth was watering. My own cock was hard in my pants but I ignored it. This was about my Harpy. I craved bringing him pleasure.
A swirling lick around the head of his dick made him tremble, his thighs shaking under my touch. My poor mate was barely keeping it together and I’d yet to take him into my mouth. This was the first time I was doing this, and I’d fantasized about it ever since our very first day here.
“Nym,” he pleaded, his hands fisting my hair. “I’m close.”
Fuck, I had to feel him in my mouth before he came.
The need to swallow his entire cock spurred me on and in one swift movement, I had his entire length in my mouth, sucking and bobbing my head with all I had.
I didn’t give one damn about us being in public, or that others could hear my mate moan in pleasure.
I was claiming him as mine once again and I felt feral with need because of it.
Pride rushed through me as Harpy spoke my name in a plea before filling my mouth with his cum.
“Gods, Nym,” Harpy’s eyes were locked on me as I rose to my full height, caging him with my arms against the bookcase as I claimed his lips.
He whimpered and moaned, his hands fisting my shirt, bringing our bodies closer.
I was so gone for him. I couldn’t wait until we lived together in our own chambers in the palace.
I would be able to claim him whenever I wanted to.
Just imagining how many places I could fuck him had me even harder than before.
I rubbed my length against him, seeking some friction while we continued to kiss, our tongues frantic as he slowly hardened for another round.
Harpy broke the kiss, his eyes glinting with pure need as he got down on his knees, undoing my pants and then he was on me. His warm mouth pure bliss, the sound of him slurping eagerly on my length was the only sound around us.
He was so talented with his tongue that I groaned loudly, ignoring the giggles from further away in the library.
They could listen all they wanted. I had the sexiest man on his knees in front of me, worshipping my cock.
I’d never felt more powerful and loved as I watched Harpy’s glassy eyes staring back at me with so much affection and need.
I roared as I came, gazing at my treasure as he swallowed everything I gave him.
“Good morning!” Jamie greeted us happily, then sat down opposite me, his plate stacked with jam smeared bread.
“Morning,” I replied with a smirk as I watched Casey blush and avert his gaze from Jamie who sat right next to him.
“Ready for more bonding today?” Harpy asked Ryn as he joined our table shortly after Jamie.
“Bonding?” Ryn questioned.
“Yeah, Niels told us we were spending the entire day in our shifted forms,” Harpy reminded him. “Apparently a lot of students spend less than an hour in their shifted form each week and he wants to force them to feel comfortable in both forms.”
“Did we ever learn what Damon’s other form was?” Ryn asked, his tone laced with false disinterest.
“Why do you ask?” I questioned, noticing a slight flush on Ryn’s cheeks. Interesting. Maybe Ryn knew Damon was his mate too? Damon seemed pretty certain that they were fated. I just didn’t feel like it was my place to tell Ryn about it.
“No reason,” he mumbled, staring intently at his plate.
“Uh-huh,” Myve drawled. “That’s the reason you’re drooling in class, staring at his black dragon ass.”
“I do not!” Ryn defended, finally looking up at us.
I felt Harpy’s hand on my thigh, a subtle warmth that brought happiness with it. Turning my head, I smiled softly at my wonderful mate. I didn’t care about Ryn and his blushing cheeks anymore, all I wanted was to kiss my mate’s perfect lips, so I did.
“Ugh!” Jamie exclaimed, throwing a piece of torn off bread at my face. “We’re trying to eat here!”
“And yet you disturb me from tasting the best lips in the world,” I smirked, causing Jamie to roll his eyes.
Casey was squirming in his chair, but I didn’t think it was because of me kissing Harpy in front of him. No, he seemed much more interested in watching Jamie as he stuck his tongue out at me. Nazuss just ignored us all as he ate, too tired to deal with our shit this early in the morning.
“Um, excuse me?” a shy voice spoke next to our table. A young guy held a leatherbound book protectively against his chest as he looked directly at Jamie, his smile soft. “You’re Prince Jamie of Dule, right?”
“Finally!” Jamie exclaimed with a sigh. “I was starting to worry no one here knew about us.”
Ryn and Myve snickered at that, I simply smirked and waited for the guy to carry on with whatever he wanted.
“I’m Hyland,” the guy introduced himself with more confidence now. “I was wondering if you might want to go on a date with me?”
Jamie’s eyes widened. We were used to people asking us out, often they just wanted to get in on the royal family. Unlike me, Jamie had accepted dates from others in the past. Although I doubted he would say yes to Hyland, not when he seemed so interested in Casey. That would be so stupid—
“I would love to,” Jamie beamed.
My gaze slowly made its way over to where Casey sat next to Jamie. He did not look pleased. In fact, he looked seconds away from crying.
Myve seemed to clue in on it, dragging Casey with her. “I need your help in the library, Casey. Let’s go.”
Casey went with her willingly, likely wishing to escape the situation as fast as possible. Jamie didn’t even watch him leave.
Hyland and Jamie made their plans and then Hyland left.
Ryn scoffed at Jamie. “You’re such an idiot.”
I hummed in agreement.
“What? Why?! He seemed good enough to date?” Jamie truly seemed clueless.
I just rolled my eyes. It wasn’t my business after all.
Jamie huffed and left the dining hall. He would soon learn of his mistake, I just hoped Casey would be forgiving.
Harpy leaned closer and whispered so Ryn and Nazuss wouldn’t overhear, “Wanna go make out before class?”
Without answering, I stood and grabbed my sexy mate’s hand. There was nothing I wanted more.
Harpy and I were back on our cliffside spot because one make-out session had turned my claiming instincts on.
“Strip,” Harpy ordered, widening his legs in invitation.
I’d never gotten naked quicker in my life. My clothes were ripped apart in places, but I didn’t care. I practically flew on top of Harpy, my lips claiming his in a brutal demand.
“Harpy,” I rasped, then kissed him again.
“Claim me,” Harpy whispered, his lips eager on mine. I thrust forward, my cock finding his oil slicked hole instantly, then I filled him up, my length disappearing into his warm heat.
“Gods!” I yelled, thrusting harder, my instincts taking over completely.
Harpy’s brown eyes were wild with lust as we watched each other, my cock sliding in and out in perfect sync with our breathing.
His hand reached up and tugged on my red locks, slamming his mouth against mine. “Nym,” he breathed, his sweet scent of oranges filling my nostrils.
“My Treasure,” I replied, claiming his mouth again.
There truly was no other place I’d rather be than with my mate. I hoped he was ready to spend the rest of the day being claimed over and over again. Somehow, I doubted he would.
The end.