Chapter 8
That evening,after visiting the library for some intensive searching for books on what might cause magic to leave an area as well as ones on ley line research, Aiden, Lilia, Brom, and I were relaxing in our room.
“It’s so weird that Hazel isn’t here,” I said, looking over at her empty bed. There were no flowers, and just the one bonsai tree on her desk. It felt quiet without her there, not that she was particularly noisy.
“Were you needing her help in Herbology?” Aiden teased me, pressing a kiss to my neck.
I shivered. “Always. I’m sure she’d have at least three ideas of things to test for that wouldn’t ever occur to me in a million years.”
“She might be smart, but so are you,” Lilia pointed out. “I’m sure you’ll figure something out.”
“Anyone else find it strange that there’s magic draining from the dark forest, and the two best Herbology students are missing or dead?” Brom asked, raising an eyebrow.
“There are other Herbology students in other years,” I said, leaning against Aiden’s broad chest. “And that’s not even counting the teachers. I don’t think this is a targeted attack.”
Brom shrugged. “It was merely an observation.”
“What I can’t figure out is the common thread between the disappearances,” Aiden said. “Every single one was a fire beast. Except, notably, Hazel. None of them are in similar programs of study. They didn’t arrive at school on the same day. The ones who were returned seem just as random as the ones who are missing. I don’t get it.”
“Maybe we should draw it out,” I said, tracing nonsense patterns on his thigh. “See if maybe they have someone who is in all their classes or something.”
“I’ve got it!” Lilia said, and I sat up straight. “They’re all students at Blackthorn Academy!”
I threw a pillow at her, hitting her in her face and making her laugh so hard she got hiccups.
“Not helpful in the slightest,” I said with a scowl. “Get out.”
Lilia hopped to her feet. “I will. But only because you look like you’re about to jump Aiden with us in the room.”
“I’m not!” I gasped.
“Right. I see the foreplay going on, your hand getting higher on his leg.” Lilia waved at us. “Maybe you’ll figure something out while in the throes of ecstasy. You can tell us in the morning.” She skipped out of the room, Brom trailing behind her.
“Like you’re not going to get some in Brom’s room!” I called after her.
Aiden wrapped his arms around me. “Lock the door. I’ve been hard since I woke up this morning and I want you now.”
“But...”
“Unless you’re proposing anal, I don’t want to hear that word from those pouty lips tonight,” Aiden said with a growl.
I laughed. “All right.” I got to my feet to go and lock the door, meandering slowly back to my bed, Aiden sprawled out along the length of it. I flicked my fingers and music started playing, slow and sensual. I swayed to the beat, my hips swirling in the air. “I love this song,” I said.
Aiden licked his lips, his eyes not leaving my body. “Are you going to strip for me, Siobhan?” he murmured.
My fingers curled around the collar of my shirt, sliding down to the first button. “Would you enjoy that?”
“Yes, please.” Aiden sat up, hauling his shirt over his head with one hand, and then fussed with the pillows before reclining against them. “I’m ready.”
“Glad you’re comfortable,” I teased. One button after the next, I undid my shirt, revealing the lacy white corset underneath.
“Fuck, Siobhan,” Aiden murmured. “You’re so sexy.” He unzipped his pants and cupped himself through his boxers, the tent already raised with the evidence of his desire.
Leaving my shirt on, I focused my attention on my skirt next, toying with the zipper on the side until it was all the way down. Without the tension the zipper provided, the skirt fell to the floor at my feet. I was actually wearing underwear this time; matching boyshorts with a peephole in the back, not that he could see that from his position on the bed.
I shrugged out of my shirt, leaving it loose around my elbows and hanging over my ass while I turned around, and then dropping it to puddle at my feet.
A loud thump followed by a curse met my ears and I whipped around. “Are you okay?” I asked, concerned.
“Hit my elbow on the wall,” Aiden muttered, cheeks flushed.
Sure enough, there was an elbow-sized hole in my wall. My eyes widened. “Because of me?” I asked, flattered.
“I wasn’t expecting the cut-out in your panties,” Aiden explained, flustered.
“You’ve seen more of me than that!” I said, surprised. A wave of my hand, and the wall fixed itself.
“It hits different in lingerie,” Aiden protested. “I can’t really explain it.”
“I’ll take it as a compliment,” I said, climbing onto the foot of the bed on all fours. I could feel my breasts fighting the constraining material of the corset, wanting to spill out the top as I crawled up Aiden’s body.
Once I reached his cock, I mouthed over the material covering it, making it wet with my saliva and his pre-cum. I hummed, drawing my knees tighter under my body to give me better balance.
More enthusiastic now, I covered the tip of his cock with my mouth and sucked on the material there, relishing in the taste of salt.
“Siobhan,” Aiden gasped, clenching his hands into fists at his hips.
I pulled back and smirked. “I think these clothes are getting in the way, don’t you?” With a flick of one finger, I banished his clothing to my floor, leaving him bare beneath me. His cock, long, thick, and very red, bobbed tantalizingly against his pelvis. “Oh, babe, I am salivating over you,” I murmured.
I wasn’t lying.
I licked from the base to the tip, coating the skin in a thick layer of saliva, and swirled my tongue around the crown. Sinking down over his length, I buried my nose in the thatch of hair at the base, wild with the scent of musk and arousal that filled my senses. His cock was past the back of my throat, and I was suddenly very grateful that I had continued practicing deep throating over the summer.
The noises Aiden made as I worked him over were making me wet. I briefly considered straddling his thigh and humping myself to orgasm, but before I had a chance to implement it, my corset vanished.
“I love watching your tits hang while you suck me off,” Aiden rasped, grabbing my hair in one hand and holding it behind my head. “It’s so fucking sexy.”
“I hope you didn’t forget where you banished it to,” I said, popping off with an obscene squelch. I wrapped a hand around his length, picking up the pace. “It was one of my favorites.”
His jaw clenched, muscles working in his neck at the speed I was stroking him. “It’s on the floor,” he said, voice tight.
Thankfully, he was correct.
I smiled at him and bent back over his cock, licking up the oozing pre-cum before engulfing him again. I kept up the motion of my hand on the length of him, letting my tongue explore the crown and eye in alternating swirls and flicks.
“Fuck, Siobhan!” Aiden groaned, his hips flexing and thrusting up a bit. “You’re going to make me come like this.”
I hummed happily, taking a break to swallow him down my throat once more, my breasts brushing against the tops of his thighs at my motion.
Aiden came with a roar, shooting down the back of my throat until I pulled back up and there was room in my mouth.
I swallowed it all after savoring the taste for a moment.
“Did you enjoy that?” I asked, crawling further up his body.
He glared at me, his chest heaving as he caught his breath.
I grinned at him innocently. “Communication is part of a healthy relationship. I like to know what I did right so I can do it again.”
“All of it,” Aiden managed to say, hauling me the rest of the way up his body by my shoulders.
“Oh. Good.” I wiggled my hips a little, feeling the heavy cock between them. “I love bringing you pleasure.”
“You are a minx and a fucking tease,” Aiden said.
“A tease doesn’t plan on fulfilling her promise,” I said archly. “Personally, I plan on being fucked quite thoroughly by you.”
Fire flared behind his eyes. “You don’t say?”
“If you think you can handle it,” I taunted him.
“You know I can handle it,” he said before his entire body shifted under mine.
I loved watching him shift, flames licking across his skin from his heart and spreading outward, horns growing from his forehead, and most importantly, his cock growing, thickening, and adding a second one.
“You asked for a thorough fucking and that’s exactly what you’re going to get,” Aiden rumbled, sitting up in a fluid motion, bringing me with him until I was sitting on his lap. “Hold onto something. I need to rip these torturous panties right down the center.”
“I told you they were my favorites,” I protested.
“You’re a fucking witch. You fixed a wall. You can fix a damned pair of panties,” Aiden growled. “Hold on.”
I reached up and wrapped my hands around his horns, helping him lift my weight while he tore my panties from the peephole up my center.
“You’re so fucking wet, I had trouble tearing the cloth,” Aiden whispered in my ear before nipping at it with his elongated teeth. “First cock.”
Without warning, he flipped me around until I was facedown on the bed, my ass raised in the air. I felt the lube from a spell within me, and I was grateful that Aiden had remembered. The lube had contraceptive properties within it. I couldn’t afford the distraction of having a baby right now.
Then, in one smooth thrust, he entered me with his secondary cock. It was about the same size as his human one, and the ejaculate within it was designed to relax my muscles in order for me to take his monster cock and its knot, which would push me to my limits. I couldn’t take the stretch every time we had sex, but I had used the keyword “thoroughly”, which meant I wanted to be knotted.
I couldn’t wait.
I held onto the fabric of my comforter as Aiden drilled into me, enjoying the feeling of being full.
“Oh fuck yes!” I screamed when he hit that perfect spot inside of me. Two more thrusts on that same spot, and I was falling apart, shaking as my orgasm rocked through me.
Manhandling me again, Aiden lifted my hips up, his cock sliding out of my depths, until I was standing, bent in half with my slick folds right in his face.
“I need to taste you,” Aiden growled before diving into me, licking and sucking my juices out of me.
I was grateful for his strength supporting me, because my thighs couldn’t handle his urgent assault on my sex. The slick sounds of his mouth against my nether lips echoed messily around us, and I could feel myself getting wetter with each swipe of his tongue.
The best word I could think of to describe what he was doing to me was “feasting”. It was completely filthy and I’d never felt so desired.
His chin rubbed against my clit with every motion of his jaw, and soon I was coming again, his mouth slurping up my release enthusiastically.
“Aiden,” I whimpered, overstimulated as he kept going.
His fingers squeezed my thighs as he pressed his face harder against me, and I cried out when I came again, collapsing entirely this time.
Aiden carefully lowered me down to the bed, flipping me onto my back. My legs splayed out to either side of his hips when he slid inside me, keeping up a smooth, slow pace so that I could catch my breath. “I love your body,” he groaned, his head tipping up to the ceiling. His arms tensed, the muscles popping in his biceps. “Siobhan, I’m going to fill you up with my cum in a moment. Are you ready for me?”
I nodded shakily and snaked one hand down to play over my clit, the lightest touch setting me off, my toes curling.
I milked Aiden’s cock, my inner walls pulling him in while he shouted his pleasure to the ceiling.
There was a pause in our lovemaking where we both breathed heavily for a moment, eyes locking. And then he pulled out of me, hooking his arms under my thighs, and practically folding me in half to keep his spend inside my body. His primary cock was nudging at my entrance now, my body loose and ready to take him thanks to the previous pounding and the relaxing hormones in his first release.
“Are you sure you want my knot?” Aiden asked, resting his forehead against mine before he entered me.
“Yes, I want you locked to me,” I moaned. “Aiden, come on!” I couldn’t move at all in this position, not even tilting my hips to encourage him to enter me. “Give it to me!”
“Last chance,” Aiden growled. “I won’t be able to stop my beast from plowing you like the fertile woman you are once I enter you. Do you want my seed pumped into you until you are full with it? Do you want me to lock our bodies together until we’re fused together?”
“Yes!” I wailed.
“Hang onto something,” he growled, giving me the cockiest smirk I’d ever seen before he grew fully into his beast, his eyes blood red and filled with his fire, and pushed himself inside my channel, splitting me open.
I discovered that I could, in fact, move. My back arched as I accepted him into my body, my hands returning to their favorite position on his now larger than before horns.
He bent his head to a breast, suckling on my nipple and making my nerve endings sing, while I got used to the size of him deep within me.
“Oh my God, Aiden, please move!” I gasped, feeling like I couldn’t take a full breath because there was nowhere for my diaphragm to go.
Mischief was hidden behind the fire in his eyes when he met my gaze. “You asked for it.”
The pace he chose was so rapid that I’m not sure he could have kept it up in his human form. I could feel the swell of his knot at my entrance, not pushing in yet, but slapping against my folds on each inward thrust.
I wanted it.
“Come on, Aiden,” I begged. “Fill me up!” I pulled hard on his horns, watching in fascination as his neck muscles bulged from the effort of fucking me.
“Are you ready for me?” Aiden asked, his voice gravelly and deep, sending shivers down my spine.
As if I could say anything at that point. I nodded vigorously, squeezing his horns tight enough to imprint the grooves on my palms.
His pace slowed down, but each one pounded against me harder, moving me up the bed as he forced his knot into me.
My channel expanded under the onslaught, and finally he squeezed inside me, making me come from the extra pressure.
Aiden roared with pleasure, his beast claiming me as his mate, and I felt the hot semen jet from his cock, pulsing as it painted my insides.
“Oh my God,” I whispered, my head falling back against the bed. “How does every time get better than the last?”
Aiden chuckled tiredly. “Maybe because we love each other a bit more every day?”
“Aww. Who knew you were such a romantic?” I teased, kissing the tip of his nose.
He grunted and sat up on his haunches, bringing my body with him, still clinging to his horns. Gravity pulled me deeper onto his knot and I groaned.
“I’m allowed to be as romantic as I want with my mate,” he growled. “You got a problem with that?”
I shook my head, my brain fizzing with the sensation of being stretched open on his knot.
“Good.” Aiden claimed my mouth with his, stealing my breath with the intensity.