Bound: Highgate Preparatory Academy, Book 2

We arrive back late, stepping off the plane into the crisp winter Colorado mountain air, the stars shining brightly above us, our breath coming out in puffs of steam. Luckily, there are a couple of days before the new term, or semester starts because my body is all kinds of fucked-up from the three different time zones.

I sleep for a solid fourteen hours, my Viking on one side, my fallen angel on the other, and wake up groggy, but feeling less exhausted as afternoon sunshine filters around the edges of the curtains in Loki’s dorm room. Stretching, I notice that the bed is empty either side of me, Jax and Loki clearly having left some time ago if the cold sheets are any indication.

Getting up, I grab a navy blue t-shirt from the floor, Loki’s vanilla scent all over it as I take a whiff before throwing it on, and heading out of the room and down the stairs towards the bathroom. My brows draw together in a frown as I register how quiet it is, and looking around, I can see that the guys aren’t down here.

I take care of business, flushing and washing my hands before coming back out and looking around again. Spotting a piece of paper on the kitchen island, I make my way over and grab it.

Got called away to a Black Knight Corp. meeting, be back this evening.

Your breakfast is in the fridge, make sure you eat it all up and drink your juice, Princess.

An empty feeling lies in the pit of my stomach as I read the note, my appetite gone as thoughts race across my mind. What Knight meeting? Did they only just find out about it? What if they have to…hurt someone?

Closing my eyes, I take a deep, calming breath, although nausea still swirls in my stomach at the thought of them being forced to do awful things at the hands of those that are meant to care for and protect them. They’ll tell me what happened when they get back. I can’t do anything to change things now anyway, so I might as well try and distract myself until they get home.

I decide to follow Ash’s instructions and have something to eat, opening the fridge to find a yummy bowl of Greek yoghurt, and a glass of juice on the shelf. Fresh granola flapjacks and syrup are waiting for me on the counter, with another note next to them.

I made your favorite, chocolate chip

Oh, Kai, you wonderful human!

Tucking in, I moan at the buttery oat-y taste, the flapjacks still warm from the oven. Finishing up, I put my bowl and glass in the dishwasher, and go to take a shower, then head back upstairs to get dressed.

Suddenly, I crave fresh air and looking out the window, although it’s a little cloudy, it’s not raining. A walk around campus sounds perfect to help blow these cobwebs away, and just what the doctor ordered.

Twenty minutes later, I’m heading out of the front doors of the academy, wrapped up in my wool coat, hat, and scarf, with super cute mittens on my hands, and wearing my favourite Run and Fly rainbow dungarees. Taking a deep inhale, a smile lifts my lips as the frigid air hits my lungs. This is exactly what I needed.

Rounding the corner of the building, my lips drop into a frown when I hear girlish jeering and laughing up ahead. Narrowing my eyes, I come round a large topiary bush to find Amber Cuntmuffin—surprise, surprise—and her two fanny flap sidekicks surrounding a girl I’ve not seen before.

I can’t see much of her, as they have her completely surrounded, but what I can tell from the ugly twists of their faces is that whatever they are saying isn’t nice. Frowning harder, I approach them and catch Amber sneering at the poor girl, who looks close to tears.

“Why don’t you go back to the gutter that you came from, charity case.”

What the ever-loving fuck is wrong with this cumdumpster?!

“You know,” I start, having stepped up right behind her. She whirls round, eyes bulging unattractively when she sees that we’re almost face to face. “Just because you have a cunt, doesn’t mean you need to act like one all the time.” I smile sweetly at her, tilting my head to the side in a fake gesture of innocence.

“Oh look, here comes the other English bitch.” Her lip curls back as she practically snarls at me. “She’s the school whore, so you guys should get along just fine, Trash,” she says, looking over her shoulder at the new girl, spitting out the insult and making the other girl flinch. Her name-calling just washes over me, and I smirk at her. “Let’s go, Bianca, Tina.” Ah, so those are their names. I guess I couldn’t call them fanny flap one and two forever. Snort.

Amber takes a step away from me, her clones on either side of her. I swear they used to have different hair colours, but they’re all varying shades of blonde now.

“Yeah, we wouldn’t want to catch something,” sneers Fanny, I mean, Tina. Or maybe Bianca. Fuck if I know, they all look the bloody same.

“What, like a personality?” I ask with a smile, earning more sneers from all three of them. “Run along, Fanny, your master is calling.” Whoops, guess Fanny it is!

She vibrates with fury, like a little bunny boiler ready to explode. I can’t help the chuckle that escapes at the visuals of bunny fluff flying everywhere when she detonates. Fanny aka Tina takes a step forward, but Amber lays a hand on her arm.

“She’s not worth it, Tina,” she growls out, then looks at me with a smug smile that makes my heartbeat thump in my chest uncomfortably. “She’ll be put back in her place soon.” Then, with perfectly executed hair flips, they turn on their heels and walk off.

“Well, that was ominous,” a soft British accented voice says next to me, and I startle, having forgotten all about the new girl.

“Ah, don’t mind Cuntmuffin. She’s just sore because I’m with the guys that she wants,” I tell her, finally able to take her in.

She’s a petite blonde, barely reaching my shoulder, and I’m not exactly tall at five-six. Her pale blonde hair sits close to her head in tight curls, and with her sparkling blue eyes, all big and round like a bushbaby, she definitely looks like she belongs in the forest behind us. She’s wearing jeans, Doc Martens, and a massive green puffer jacket with fake fur round the hood that practically drowns her. She smiles mischievously at the nickname I have for Amber, holding out her hand, the gesture drawing my lips up.

“Willow Anderson,” she states as I grasp her tiny hand in mine, shaking it. She really is like a fairy.

“Lilly Darling, pleased to meet you, Willow,” I reply. We let go of each others’ hands with a chuckle, and I can see that she’s eyeing me up as much as I did her. “Out with it,” I say with a laugh, turning and indicating with my hand that we walk together.

“You said ‘guys’ that you’re with, like there’s more than one…” she trails off, a cute as fuck blush stealing over her cheeks as she looks at me from under her lashes. I can feel an answering heat in my own face, but I’m not ashamed of my unconventional relationship.

“That’s right, I have four guys, who are all best friends, that I’m seeing,” I tell her, watching as her eyes widen slightly, but her steps don’t falter, and instead, she tips her head to the side a little, a slow smile building on her face.

“My brother and his best friends are inseparable. I can’t imagine them ever being apart,” she says, looking up at me with a twinkle in her eyes. “I might have to drop some hints about Iris when I speak to them next.”

“Iris?” I question, loving how this girl’s mind works, similar to my own in that we carry on conversations that we’re having in our head out loud.

“Iris Montgomery sponsored me to come here after… Well, after some shit happened back home,” she informs me, looking away, her hands twitching by her sides.

“And where’s home?” I ask, seeing that a swift subject change is in order.

“World’s End Estate, Chelsea, in London. You?” Another slow smile tilts her lips upwards.

“Islington, then Wiltshire with my uncle after some shit happened,” I beam at her, and her grin grows wider. “And Iris sponsored you to come here?”

“Yeah, well, she persuaded her dad to pay for a sponsorship for me. I just…needed to get out, you know?” She looks at me then, and I can see pain so similar to my own swimming in her deep blue eyes. Although, my heartache is less now than it was when I first arrived.

“Yeah, I know,” I reply softly, and we continue to walk a little ways in comfortable silence.

“So,” she begins, that mischievous look back in her baby blues. “Wanna tell me all about your four guys? I’m gonna have to live vicariously through you. My brother and his friends, the fuckers, scared off any prospective boyfriends I may have had before I even got to say hello.” She chuckles in a frustrated way, her blue eyes taking on a haunted look for just a second, but then she blinks and it’s gone.

My heart aches for her, knowing that feeling so well. The feeling of being so overwhelmed with your trauma that you daren’t even think about it. I can only hope that she’ll be able to talk about what happened one day and start to move on.

“Well,” I say, knowing that right now she needs a distraction, “there’s Loki, Jax, Kai, and, of course, Ash.”

“Oh shit!” she exclaims, stopping us and grabbing hold of my arm. “You’re seeing the Black Knights?!” She’s practically bouncing with excitement.

“You’ve been here, what? Five minutes? And you know about them already?” I shake my head.

“Girl, they’re the hottest guys here. Not to mention the richest and the most dangerous.” She fans herself ridiculously, and I laugh out loud at her antics. “Tell me, are they as incredible in bed as the rumours suggest?”

I like this girl, we are kindred spirits. Not afraid to get straight down to the nitty-gritty of a situation and all the good stuff. She is my spirit animal.

“Better,” I say, a salacious grin pulling my lips up. She squeals, scaring some birds in the nearby trees who take flight, and we both chuckle.

“I knew it! Tell me everything,” she demands, and a blush steals over my cheeks again thinking over all of mine and the guys’ intimate times together.

“I could tell you, but then I’d have to kill you,” I answer, faking a sigh. “But I will tell you how we met.”

I spend the rest of the afternoon walking with my new fairy friend, talking about everything under the sun. I invite her back to our dorm, and we get pizza delivered from the kitchens, eating the cheesy goodness whilst she regales me with tales of her own misspent youth.

It’s the perfect distraction, and although I get twinges of worry, I’m also full of happiness at having met Willow. I can’t wait for the guys to meet her.

Loki

Worry swirls around us like a dark storm cloud as we step inside our dorm. Fatigue washes over me as I take my Chucks off, trying to be quiet so as not to wake the sleeping beauty upstairs, who is hopefully in my bed, waiting for me.

A need for her crashes over me with the force of a sledgehammer, and before I know it, my feet are carrying me towards the stairs.

“Loki,” Ash quietly calls out as I reach the bottom step. I turn to look at him, seeing the unease in his eyes reflecting my own. He won’t sleep tonight. “They’re up to something. Stay sharp.”

I nod, seeing Kai and Jax head for the drinks cabinet. I can’t blame the big guy for going against the doctor’s orders after a visit with our folks. BL—before Lilly—I would have joined them. Now, I just want to lose myself in her softness. In her. Ash is right, the cunts at Black Knight are up to something, inviting us all for a Knight dinner this Friday, instructing us to bring Lilly. I just hope that they don’t know how important she is to us, otherwise, they really will have us by the balls.

I look up to find that I’m in front of my door, my hand on the brass knob and no recollection of how I got here. Turning it slowly, all thoughts of my parents, the company, and anything that is not Lilly Darling fly out of my mind as the hall light casts a soft glow on Lilly’s sleeping form.

She’s on her back, the sheets tangled around her waist, her glorious naked tits left exposed. I stand and watch her like a total fucking creeper for several moments, following all of her delicious curves with my gaze.

Deciding that I can’t stand not touching her for a second longer, I walk in, leaving the door open as usual. Those fuckers downstairs can enjoy her cries when I’m balls deep inside of her. Stripping, I place one foot in front of the other, careful to be silent as I approach the bed. Guess my training is good for more than just sneaking up on my marks.

I take a condom out of my jeans pocket before taking them off, and slowly roll the rubber on my already hard dick. I also grab my phone, scrolling until I find the song that I’ve been obsessing over for the past few days. Setting the volume on low, I connect it to my sound system, but don’t hit play just yet.

With my heart beating fast in anticipation of what I’m about to do, I gather saliva in my mouth, before quietly spitting in my palm. Watching Lilly sleep, I bring my hand down, wrapping it around my hard cock and spreading my spit over the surface. My eyes roll as I repeat this twice more, pleasure exploding along my length as I make sure I’m nicely lubed up for my girl.

I reach over and carefully pull back the comforter, exposing her beautiful pussy to me. My breath hitches as she gives a gentle moan, shifting her legs, then settling back down. I pull the covers right off her, happy to see that her thighs are parted enough that I can get between them.

Flicking my eyes up to her face, I watch her features as I climb onto the bed, gently pushing her legs wider apart until I can see her glistening cunt, open and ready for me. My dick twitches at the sight and a part of me wants to dive in between them with my tongue and teeth, making her scream my name. But the need to be surrounded by her, her body gripping mine, is too overwhelming to ignore. Lowering myself down, I move so that my tip is notched at her entrance. Fuck, I know that this is wrong. Forcing myself inside her whilst she sleeps. That doesn’t stop me from surging forward though, grunting as her unprepared walls clamp around me. I quickly hit play on my phone, dropping it beside us just as she wakes with a gasp.

“Shit, Loki!” she rasps out, ending on a moan as I keep moving, thrusting until her body accepts mine and I’m fully seated inside her.

“Shhh, baby,” I murmur, my voice strained with how fucking good it feels to be inside her, lightning tickling my nerves as her inner walls grip me exactly as I hoped they would.

Pausing, which is sweet agony, I wait until Khalid starts singing Better, and then sing along, crooning in her ear as I begin to move, our bodies flush together. It takes everything in me to keep my voice steady as I thrust inside her wet heat, her walls already fluttering around my cock.

“Loki,” she moans when I hit that sweet spot inside her over and over again. Her nails rake down my arms, back, and ass, and I fucking love the edge of pain just as much as she does.

“You love it when I force my way inside you, don’t you, naughty girl,” I say, grabbing her wrists and bringing them up over her head, pinning them to the mattress.

She moans, a rush of wetness coating my dick as I pick up the pace, starting to fuck her hard, just the way she likes.

“Yes! Fuck, yes, Loki!”

I knew she would love it. She likes it as rough as we can give, and I’m more than happy to oblige. Transferring both her wrists to one of my hands, I move the other to wrap around her neck, like Jax often does. As soon as I start constricting her airway, her pussy walls clamp down so hard I almost shoot my load then and there.

“Uh ah, Pretty Girl. You don’t come until I tell you to, understood?” I question through gritted teeth, stopping completely and gazing down at her. Her cheeks are flushed, her nipples peaked as they press against me. Fuck, I’m not gonna last long at this rate.

“Please…” she whispers, opening her eyes and looking into mine, begging me to allow her release.

“Soon, my heart,” I reply, capturing her soft lips with mine and kissing her deeply. She tastes like every hope I’ve ever had, every good thing, and all the happy days rolled into one.

Unable to help myself, I begin to move once more, starting off slowly again.

“Keep your hands there, baby,” I order, letting go of her wrists. Using my free hand, the other still wrapped around her slender neck, I hook her leg over my arm, and we both fucking groan at the new, deeper angle.

“Harder, please, Loki,” she asks, her eyes closed, a look of pained bliss on her face as I fulfill her request.

I begin pounding harder, faster, until I’m impaling her on my cock. Letting go of her throat, I move to grab her other leg, and go up on my knees to get an even deeper angle. Fuck.

I feel like my entire body is on fire, my teeth clenched so tightly I’m surprised they don’t crack as I fight my release. Feeling my balls draw up, I know that I can’t hold it back anymore.

“Come now, baby,” I growl out, pulling out of her completely. I watch enraptured as she squirts all over me and herself, her release even reaching her shoulders. She cries out in ecstasy, her whole body going rigid as her legs shake in my grip and her hands claw at the mattress. Jesus, that is so fucking hot.

Releasing her thighs, I whip the condom off, pumping my cock in my fist until I, too, explode, seeing stars as I cover her pussy, stomach, and breasts with my climax. I stay kneeling, panting, watching our combined essences cover her glorious body. It’s enough to make any man hard and ready for round fucking two!

She opens her eyes, a lazy smile on her lips as she glances at me with a look that sets my heart racing all over again. Her whole body practically glows in the darkness, highlighted by the light coming in from the hall.

“I love you so fucking much, Loki Thorn,” she whispers, her voice husky and satisfied.

“I love you, Lilly Darling,” I reply huskily, leaning down to capture her lips again, tingling all over at the contact of our bodies, not giving a fuck about getting my cum all over me. “Now, let’s go downstairs, and you can show the guys how pretty you look covered in my cum,” I tell her, nipping her lip then getting up and holding a hand out.

“Fucking wankstain,” she chuckles, rolling her eyes at me, but taking my hand anyway.

Wrapping my arm around her, I pull her close, kissing her hair and savoring the just fucked smell that is all Lilly. The first moment I caught it wafting off of her, like spring after the darkest of winters, I knew she would be our fresh start. Our new beginning.

Shit, I would make a fortune if I could bottle that scent, but she’s all ours, only we are allowed to cover ourselves in her bounty. And we don’t share with anyone else; they can all live in despair for all I care. As long as she’s by our side, in our beds, the rest of the world can fuck off.