Page 8 of Exordium

We finished breakfast and then went our separate ways. This was the last day before classes started, and we both had things to prepare. After I showered, I threw on some shorts and an old Creed concert tee of my mom’s. Then, I went into my room to get things organized for class and memorize my schedule. I sat cross-legged on my bed, opened my packet, and started reading when Nathan suddenly popped onto the bed beside me. I jumped sideways and almost spilled my coffee.

“What the hell, Nathan?” I hissed. “You scared me to death.”

Nathan kneeled before me, wrapped his hands in my hair, and tilted my face up to his. When I looked into his eyes, I knew playtime was over, and psycho Nathan was in charge.

“How long has it been since I’ve touched you?” Nathan whispered in his deep, hypnotic voice.

“Too long.” I whispered back. I needed him like the air I breathed.

“Right answer.” Nathan growled. “Take your clothes off and lay back.” I loved how his eyes darkened with desire, and I couldn’t help but shiver under his intense gaze.

“Now, Reverie!” Nathan demanded.

I jumped at his sharp tone but immediately slipped my shorts down my legs and started to pull my shirt over my head. Nathan stopped me before I took it completely off, trapping my arms above me.

“Do you have any idea how beautiful you are? Every time I look at you, I can’t believe I’m yours.” He leaned in and lightly kissed my mouth, then slowly moved down my body, giving little nips and licks as he went.

Being Nexus to your Faction was a fantastic thing. If you genuinely belonged together, the connection was beyond imagining. I couldn’t understand wanting power so much that you would relinquish a connection like I had with Nathan. I could feel his desire for me, and Nathan could feel my desire for him. It made every touch that much more intense, almost unbearable. When he got to the juncture of my thighs, he leaned closer and inhaled my scent.

“Cookies and honeysuckle.” He muttered as he gave a long lick with the flat of his tongue along my wet slit. Using his fingers to spread my pussy he began sucking lightly on my clit. I let out a long moan and untangled my hands from my shirt. I grabbed his hair and arched up into his face pushing my clit further into his mouth.

“Please, Nathan!” I whimpered, not knowing what I was asking for, just completely drowning in pleasure.

“I know what you need, my Nexi.” He kissed the inside of my thigh. “I’ll always take care of you. But I think you know I had your hands restrained for a reason.” He flipped me over suddenly. “Get on your knees.”

Being apart even these few days was ridiculously hard. I had missed him so much. His scent surrounded me, and I knew neither of us would last long. I got to my hands and knees and shivered with anticipation. I could feel Nathan’s desire for me, warm in my body. He kneeled behind me, took his cock in his hand, and slowly began rubbing the head in a circular motion around my swollen clit. I felt his warm palm glide down my back, then rub my ass gently. The harsh slap would’ve surprised me if I didn’t know this man so well. We both let out a long moan, and I couldn’t help but arch closer, urging him to slide his perfect cock inside. Feeling both of our pleasure as Nathan pushed into my core was unreal. I could feel his hard flesh entering me but also feel how tight I was squeezing him.

“You’re so perfect and I need to feel you dripping with my cum right now, so be a good girl for me, yeah?” He growled.

“Yes, please, my psycho! Please!” I hissed through gritted teeth. He straightened back up but reached between my legs with one hand and rubbed slow circles on my clit. He eased his cock in and out of me at the same speed and his grip on my hip tightened. He leaned down kissing a path down my neck then suddenly bit down hard, the sensation was too much for us. I clenched around him in ecstasy, and he followed right behind in an orgasm that seemed to go on forever. We fell together, with Nathan the big spoon behind me. I shivered as he licked the blood from my neck and sighed in satisfaction.

Still nestled in my warmth, he put his mouth close to my ear and whispered, “I love you, sweet princess. You are the very breath in my lungs, and I’d kill to keep you.”

“I love you too, Nathan.” I fell into a deep sleep, wrapped safely in my psycho’s arms.

When I woke a few hours later, Nathen was gone, and a single pink tulip was on the pillow next to me. With the indent of his body still warm. I took a long inhale of the flower and rolled into Nathan’s spot basking in his scent.

I eventually made myself get up and put my clothes back on. Smelling pizza, I realized how hungry I was. I hurried to fix my hair in two long French braids and then headed into the living room. Chloe was sitting on the floor, eating from a pizza box on the coffee table. Two identical redheaded guys were sitting on the couch across from her. They looked up as I entered the room, and both ran their eyes up my body from my toes to myhead. Well OK then. Immediately, I could see why girls flocked to them: dark red hair, long enough to grab ahold of, sapphire blue eyes identical to their sisters, and a smile that could kill.

“Hello, roomie! Pop a squat and eat. These two clowns finally did something right and brought their sweet sister sustenance. Although I think it was a ploy to meet my roommate.” Chloe winked at me slyly.

“Can you blame us?” The twin on the left asked gruffly. “I’m Zeke, by the way.”

“It was my idea.” The guy on the right hit Zeke on the arm, I assumed he was Zane. (Brilliant deduction, I know.) “We were dying to meet the girl everyone was talking about. My sister can’t shut up about Adelaide this blah blah. I’m Reverie’s roommate, and we’ll be best friends, yada, yada.” Zane said in a high-pitched voice, mocking his sister. Chloe threw a pepperoni at him, which he caught with his mouth.

“Impressive,” I laughed clapping my hands.

“Yes, I am,” Zane winked.

“You’re awful!” Chloe yelled. “I sound nothing like that!” Zeke, Zane, and I died out laughing. “Anyways,” Chloe continued, rolling her eyes, “let’s dig in.” After demolishing the pizza, we all got comfortable and began discussing the initiation.

“Do you know when we can expect to be called up?” I asked the guys.

“It could be at any time.” Zeke took a sip of his drink. “We can tell you about ours, but yours will be different.”

“It does happen unexpectedly. The lesson they want us to learn is always to be prepared,” Zane moved his foot, so it was touching my leg under the coffee table. “Some that were lost in our year didn’t take it seriously. They thought the tales of past initiations had to be exaggerated.” He raised one eyebrow daring me to move.

Feeling chills spread across my body, I decided to call his bluff. Could I possibly have met more of my Faction already? It just seemed a little too easy, but what did I know. Chloe looked at me and cleared her throat. Oh crap, she must have asked me a question.

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