Chapter 16
Caeo
“Caeo, it’s time to wake up.” Ellie’s voice is gentle, as are the fingers stroking my cock.
My eyes snap open to her beautiful face, tousled brown hair catching the sunlight from the open window, with golden strands glowing among the crumpled flowers of last night’s hairdo. Memories flood me, glimmering with a steady heat.
She loves me. Ellie loves me, and nothing could diminish the happiness filling every ounce of my body.
My cock twitches beneath her touch, and her lips tighten in a sheepish grin.
“You were already a little… stiff when I woke up.” She’s wrapped in a sheet, propped on one elbow, still completely naked underneath.
I flick my gaze down, then back to her eyes. “It happens. Seems like you might have something in mind?”
She blushes. “I kind of want to… put my mouth on it?”
My eyes widen. With how inexperienced she is, she probably didn’t realize that’s a thing people do. Or is she still getting used to going for what she wants? Either way, I like this boldness.
“Go for it.”
Ellie smiles coyly, then scooches lower. A few seconds later, her fingers brush gently along my shaft while her lips wrap around the tip.
Pleasure tingles through me, my balls tightening as I mumble something, not really sure what, and she giggles in response.
But a minute later, it’s clear she has no clue what she’s doing, so we have to stop so I can enlighten her.
Then, for efficiency’s sake, I suggest she sits on my face while we both go to town on one another, her pussy grinding against me as she takes my cock down her throat.
What have I done to her?
Despite our best efforts at multitasking, we still end up out of breath and a quarter bell late to her fire incanting class, almost colliding with Professor Beckwith as Ellie throws open the door.
“You’re late.” His eyes narrow as he notices me standing behind Ellie, squeezing her hand, then they shift back to her. “Reid can fill you in on your instructions for today.”
Ellie nods quickly, flustered. “I’m sorry, Professor. It won’t happen again.” She hurries inside, dragging me behind her.
It’s a smallish classroom, mostly empty except for a bunch of desks crammed against the wall, lit by the dull sunlight coming through an open window. Reid’s digging through his bag on one of the desks, and I plop down on the one next to him, keeping my eyes on Ellie.
He glances up at me. “Don’t you have somewhere to be?”
“I have a free period.”
“Great,” he mutters, unbuttoning his waistcoat. He turns to Ellie, pulling off her coat nearby. “We’re to practice sequences seven and eight today, full fire, for his review at the end.”
Wait a second…
They’re both stripping down to their underclothes.
I jump to my feet. “What are you doing?”
“Relax, man. You know she’s not my type.”
“It’s a matter of practicality.” Ellie’s thin white chemisette leaves nothing to the imagination, her arms and legs completely bare. “It’s impossible to go through these in full uniform without dying.”
I begrudgingly settle back down on the desk, annoyed that Reid has apparently gotten to spend the last several weeks seeing more of her flesh than I did. “You’d think they’d provide special uniforms for this,” I mumble under my breath.
“They do,” Ellie says, “but they’re still rather suffocating. Since it’s only the two of us, this is far more comfortable.”
They both grab a sword from the shelf and stand side-by-side in the center of the room with about six feet of distance between them. They nod to each other, then move forward and backward, slicing their blades through the air at invisible enemies, completely synchronized with one another.
With fire. Lots and lots of fire, pouring off the gleaming metal, bursting into the air.
It’s mesmerizing to watch, and with the heat of the flames filling the room, my temperature rises as I follow Ellie’s graceful movements—how the muscles in her arms and legs flex and release, sweat dripping down her skin as she gasps for breath…
“That’s it, you’re leaving.” Reid grabs my shirt and drags me to the door. “I’m not spending the entire period trapped in here while you fuck Ellie with your eyes.” He shoves me into the hall.
“I’ll bring her to you at lunch. Goodbye!”
A door slams shut, and I’m in a hallway, completely clueless about how I ended up here.
Is this the fire school? I shove my hands in my pockets and start searching for the exit.
* * *
The Academy library takes up two entire floors, but despite the space, leather-bound books cram the shelves as Ellie and I meander between the stacks, our path lit by silver lanterns hanging overhead.
The air smells of old paper and dust, and Ellie’s once again bound my arm with vines to hers, to keep us from losing each other as we skim the spines, searching for anything related to memory.
My gut tells me we won’t find anything. She’s given up on the incantation section and moved on to medical papers, but for some reason she’s convinced our problems have nothing to do with fae, despite that being the only thing that makes sense to me.
There’s clearly some kind of magic involved, and the only magic outside of incanting is fae magic.
But every time I suggest it, she brushes the notion aside, claiming it’s impossible. Who am I to argue? She’s a model student, and I’m seconds away from failing out. So we stick to topics she thinks will have better leads, since we have little enough time for research as is.
True to his word, Reid’s been bringing Ellie to see me almost every day, but it hasn’t been easy on him.
Despite promising he’d bring her to me at lunch the day after the ball, I had no reason to go to the dining hall—no money, no food.
Instead, I made the unfortunate decision to head home, where my mother bombarded me with questions about why I never returned the night before.
When I couldn’t remember anything about my whereabouts, she ended up convincing me I’d blacked out somewhere from too much long leaf, at least until Reid showed up at my door with Ellie after dinner.
We haven’t spent an entire night together since, because the last thing I need is to spend our time apart worrying I’m overdoing the leaf.
If anyone’s suffering from addiction, it’s Ellie.
Our night together has transformed her into a queen with an unquenchable thirst for my body as tribute.
I love it—watching her conquer her vulnerabilities as she claims her pleasure is the most satisfying thing in the world.
It’s amazing we’ve been in the library as long as we have; I half expected her to drag me into a closet and have her way with me.
But she gets kind of loud, and libraries are supposed to be quiet, so maybe that’s why she didn’t.
Sure enough, seconds after she flips her latest book closed, she meets my gaze. Her eyes sparkle, telling me she’s tired of research and wants to move on to something more stimulating.
The instant we get to her room, she shoves me onto her bed, my head snapping forward as my back bangs against the wall.
“Ow.”
“Sorry.” Her voice is breathless as she strips her top off.
“Doesn’t seem like you are.” I catch her with my hands on her sides as she mounts me, completely naked, holding her back from whatever she had planned next. “Slow down, Ellie. Give me a chance to worship you.”
Her lips quirk into a dimpled smile as I bring my hands to her breasts, the perfect weight against my palms, and pull one to my mouth as I knead the other. I tease her nipple with my teeth, exactly how she likes, and she lets out a moan that has me hard against my pants.
“That’s it,” I breathe. “Come for me.”
She grinds against my cock, and my groan ends up muffled by her chest. I’ve gotten her there before, just like this, and it’s so fucking worth it. Her eyelids fluttering, her lips parting with gasps and moans as the tension builds within her…
Her voice carries louder and louder until I can’t bear it anymore. My pants are drenched from how wet she is, and I’m gonna burst inside them if this goes on any longer.
“Pants,” I gasp. “Now.”
Ellie presses her hands against my shoulders, pushing my back against the wall as she lifts herself up, and her lavender scent fills my lungs as her hair falls around me. I pull myself free, my cock pressing hard against her pussy.
She lets out a guttural moan as she slowly slides down, stretching around me—so warm and so, so wet.
“Fuck… that’s good,” I groan.
Her head tilts back as she slides up and down my shaft, excruciatingly slowly. My vision blurs at the edges as her back arches, my name rolling off her lips between her gasping breaths.
I slide my hands along her perfectly smooth skin until they reach her hips, then wrap my fingers tight around her, pulling her down to meet a balls-deep thrust. She cries out, the timbre of her voice almost enough to send me over the edge.
Our pleasure pulses through me, our bodies in sync, her voice ringing wildly through the air as she reaches the crest of her orgasm.
Her fingernails dig into my shoulders as her body spasms and bucks, and I force her downward one last time.
A throaty grunt bursts out of me with sweet release as my entire body shudders, emptying everything within her.
Ellie’s muscles clench around me, her final cry hanging in the air before she collapses.
I slump against the wall, panting. “That was… incredible.”
It takes a few seconds for her eyes to focus on me, and a satisfied smile tugs at her lips between her breaths. She nods as she melts against me, her soft hair tickling my cheek as she keeps me buried within her. In some ways, this is better than sex—our bodies merging, hearts beating as one.
I caress her back with my fingers, my eyes sinking shut as her warmth presses into me. I wish this could last forever.
After a few minutes soaking in our love, breathing her breaths, my stomach rumbles and thoughts start dribbling through my mind. The dining hall will open for dinner soon, and knowing Ellie, she’ll want to head over for something to eat, then come back here for another round.
I can’t believe I’m saying it, but she’s a little too focused on this side of our relationship now.
She spends so much time with me that I don’t see how she’s keeping up on her studies, and if she falls behind, I’m sure her father will hear about it.
Considering the whole reason she wants to keep our memory condition a secret is to avoid his intrusion in her life, it’d be ironic if it happened anyway because she was too busy fucking me to study.
And it’s eating into our time to figure the whole thing out.
I should take her on a proper date. We haven’t really had one outside of the Equinox Ball, and spending time away from the Academy—where there’s an actual risk of her getting pregnant—might cool her down enough that she can get by with only ravishing me once a day.
“Let me plan a date for us. I still haven’t shown you around Haven.”
Ellie lifts her head, her warm, cinnamon eyes meeting mine. “How? You won’t remember to make any plans.”
“I’ll figure it out when we’re together. We just need to leave Reid a note.”
She groans as she pulls herself off me, and my lap is completely soaked—she’ll have to incant my pants clean before I can go anywhere. It’d be nice if I could do it on my own, but I can tell she likes taking care of me. I do, too.
I drag her with me to her desk, holding her hand while I find a piece of paper and scribble a message to Reid, telling him to bring her to my place after their last class this week.
Folding it up, I write To Reid, From Caeo on the front and pin it to Ellie’s bag where he’ll easily notice it next time he sees her.
After she removed and threw away many such notes in the past, we discovered that if I put my name on the outside, it’ll slip from her mind as soon as she reads it, leaving it be.
When I finish, Ellie pulls me back to bed, a lustful glint returning to her eyes.
So much for this being it until dinner. She’s gonna destroy me at this rate.
“I’m not ready to go again just yet.”
She pushes me down and brings her lips to mine.
“Then I’ll just have to get you there.”
This is all my fault. I did this to her, and I couldn’t be happier.