Page 33 of Souls of Steel
I couldn’t understand his logic. Here and now seemed the perfect location and moment. I wanted to point that out, but then, Brendan thrust his fingers deeper inside me and did something with his wrist, and my ability to speak vanished.
Never in my life had I thought the human body could experience such pleasure. Sure, I’d touched myself on a regular basis. But while I’d enjoyed it, it hadn’t felt as explosive and mind-altering as this. A renewed surge of want and energy delved into me. Maybe it was tachyon manipulation, or maybe it was simply my need for Brendan, for them all. Either way, I couldn’t hope to control it, contain it, or fight it off. With another cry, I arched against Knox and came.
My body convulsed through wave after wave of ecstasy, so intense it almost hurt. My power—the gift I’d received from Tartarus—responded to everything Brendan and Knox were doing, feeding the flame they’d started. Once again, the wild energy swamped me, but this time, it wasn’t suffocating or painful, just exhilarating and intense.
I didn’t know how long it lasted. Maybe it was a minute, or maybe it was an age. But when I came to, I found myself leaning against the wall of the bath, with Brendan and Knox still holding me upright. “You okay there, beautiful?” Knox asked me.
“Err… Fine,” I replied automatically. I’d never been better in my life, but I couldn’t say that, since I didn’t know how to explain it.
Before I could even make the attempt, I caught a better glimpse of Brendan and Knox and realized in a mix of dismay and awe that they were still erect. I’d been so busy enjoying myself I’d completely forgotten about them. Stricken, I opened my mouth to ask them how to solve this. Uncertainty and arousal warred inside me as I was reminded that I had absolutely no experience in this.
To make matters even more complicated, August and Pollux walked up to me, their eyes glinting crimson. “You know, it’s rude not to share,” August said. He and Pollux hadn’t done anything to intervene in the exchange between me, Brendan and Knox, but it looked like they’d finally lost their patience. I had no desire to deny them.
The steam was clearing and I was dirtier than I’d been before I’d come in the shower. Brendan and Knox had done their best to hold back, but their precum was still all over me, mingling with my juices. I couldn’t bring myself to care. But if we were going to take this further, we needed to return to our room. I had no idea how to accomplish that in my condition.
Brendan smiled at me and for the first time, I could’ve sworn the expression held a softer, warmer edge. “Come on. Let’s go back to the dorms. We have a promise to keep.”
By some kind of miracle, I managed to make my voice work. “I’d like that. As long as we can get to our room without running into anyone, at least. I don’t think I look very presentable right now.”
“Don’t worry,” Pollux replied cheekily. “Chimera Academy encourages fraternization. Nobody will mind. If anything, they’ll be jealous we’re sleeping with the prettiest woman in Tartarus.”
I doubted that, but I didn’t want to ruin this experience with pessimistic predictions. “Well, then, lead the way. I’m at your disposal.”
Many years later, I’d look back at this moment and wonder how I could’ve said something so foolish to people I didn’t know. But at that moment, I was a young woman with simple dreams and simple wishes, and I believed my companions could make those wishes come true.
* * *
Knox
I didn’t remember how we got from the baths to the room we shared. Every movement I made since the moment I stopped touching Selene was on automatic pilot. Muscle memory and habit took over when my conscious brain couldn’t process complex actions.
My head was spinning, my thoughts clouded by a thick, crimson mist. I felt like I was swimming through molasses, but for once, I had no desire to fight the current. I knew where this was headed and I realized the dangers this path held. But right now, that didn’t matter to me.
I might have told Brendan that I could handle this, that I could handle her, but I wasn’t as convinced of it as I’d tried to appear. I’d barely gotten the chance to touch her earlier, and yet, I was already like an addict craving his next fix. If I didn’t sink my cock into her within the next couple of minutes, I’d make this whole asteroid explode. That alone should’ve alarmed me and made me keep my distance from her. But nothing would stop me from claiming what was mine, from fucking her and giving her what she so desperately wanted.
She’d been made for it. Her breasts fit so perfectly in the palms of my hand, and I found myself wondering how she’d managed to hide them without holographic technology. Earlier, she’d asked those idiots from the Harpy Squad why they were leering at her. But as much as I hated to admit it, I could understand their reaction. She was far more beautiful that any woman I’d met before. Her luscious curves, her wild curls, her fiery eyes, even her temper and determination—everything about her drew me in like a moth to the flame. I’d never been afraid of fire and this time, I wouldn’t mind getting burnt.
Truth be told, a part of me expected Selene to back out once we were at the dorms. She’d put her clothes on for the trip here and she’d had enough time to think about what she was doing, to realize she was making a mistake.
Once again, Selene proved me wrong. The moment we were behind closed doors, she started to remove her second uniform. When the four of us made no move to mimic her, she froze. The uniform was already half off, exposing her flawless skin and full breasts. The haze around my thoughts deepened. “Was I supposed to do something else?” she asked. “Is there a method to this?”
A method. I supposed there was. Most women I’d been with liked to strip seductively, to gradually unravel the package and tease me with what they had to offer. I liked that well enough, since I’d always been a fan of delayed gratification. But the game itself had started to bore me, and it was refreshing to see something different, to see a woman who was so open about what she wanted.
I stared into her eyes and my heart skipped a beat. Honesty could be far more dangerous than deception and her lack of guile was just as addictive as her passionate nature.Turn her away,a voice roared at the back of my mind. My battle-tested self-preservation instincts insisted that I keep my distance from this sinfully beautiful woman.
“No,” I said out loud, both to the voice and to Selene. “This is fine. This is just right.”
Selene frowned, as if she could tell there was more to my reply than a simple reassurance. Maybe she had. She was very perceptive and I had a feeling she’d sensed a lot of what was wrong with me. She didn’t move again, instead waiting for us to take the next step.
I did exactly that. In a flash, I stalked to her side and grabbed her, draping her over my shoulder. I dumped her on my bed, the largest one in the room by necessity. Taken by surprise, she yelped, but didn’t protest.
It was just as well, because I didn’t think I could’ve stopped myself if she had changed her mind. I reached for her uniform and tugged. It would’ve been easy to finish taking it off the normal way, but I didn’t have the patience for that. The resistant material tore, and within seconds, I’d discarded it to the floor. Her boots protested and were out of my reach, but August came up from behind me and helped. Her underwear was next, and before long, we had Selene completely naked on the bed.
Back at the lockers, I’d tried very hard to not look at her. In the showers, the steam and water had blocked my view. I had no such issues now. Tartarus help me, she was beautiful. Her face flamed and her body tensed, her arms trembling as if she was struggling against the desire to cover herself.
There was no more hiding, not for her and not for me. We’d well and truly trapped one another. I was lost in her and I didn’t want to ever be found.
My cock strained against the material of my uniform, begging to be let out, to join the fun. Now that I actually had Selene at my disposal, I was reluctant to jump into anything.
