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  “I caught you and now I get my fantasy and your sweet pussy. You’re way too good and I don’t know if I want to play this game again with you.”

  “I do if it gets you this fucking wound up and hot for me,” I grumbled in his head when he started off again. I bit back a moan as his hand holding me slid up my thigh and rubbed my jeans between my legs. I hadn’t worn a skirt because of the presentation but now I sort of wished I did. “Where are we going and how much longer until we’re fucking?”

  He chuckled, sounding relieved he wasn’t the only one desperate. No, I was now too with his energy dancing all over my skin. Did we seriously have to fuck every few days or this started again?

  That was one way to guarantee a sex life.

  He carried me into the classroom building, which was pretty much dark by then. Oh, a classroom fantasy I could get on board with for sure.

  Okay, maybe I was a dirty fairy and never realized it?

  I glanced around and realized I knew the hallway—even in the dark—before he opened a door and ducked down with me again so I didn’t hit my head.

  “I have so many inappropriate jokes for this one, mate,” Dr. Craftsman chuckled.

  I pushed up on Hudson’s shoulder so I could turn to see him and we were in his lecture hall. “Umm, care to explain?”

  “I smelled your panties in his drawer Tuesday,” Hudson growled. “I know what your pussy smells like and it drove me insane all class and then I couldn’t grab you for two more days.”

  “I don’t know what you think you know, but—” Craftsman started, and I saw his hand shoot out towards the door to lock it and put a barrier up around us.

  “I don’t care as long as you’re not playing her,” Hudson cut in. “But this is my fantasy now because I caught her.”

  I yelped as he set me on my feet, a bit light-headed from being upside down that long. He kissed me before I could recover and I melted into him.

  “Clear off your desk because she’s getting naked on it,” Hudson warned him before kissing me again. “I get my fantasy, right, my princess?”

  “A deal’s a deal,” I agreed, not really sure that was the deal. I said I planned not to make getting me so easy for him, not he got a fantasy prize.

  I was kind of supposed to be enough of a prize.

  Then again, I really enjoyed his last fantasy so sure, sign me up.

  “Undress for me,” Hudson ordered. He gave me a feral grin when I raised an eyebrow at him. “I’m likely to tear it all off of you after three days of chasing you.”

  “Yeah, I like this outfit,” I mumbled as I hurried to get naked.

  “How the bloody fuck do you get to boss her around?” Craftsman demanded.

  “Because I always ask first and she knows she’s really the boss here,” he answered. He winked at me. “Aren’t you, Princess?”

  I frowned. “We might need a new nickname given I keep calling spoiled bitches that.”

  He growled. “You’re no one’s bitch but I want to spoil you. Be spoiled with me.”

  “I second that,” Craftsman muttered as I undid my belt. “I think I owe you one for your fantasy, mate.”

  “Not when I plan to tease you by fucking her when you can’t,” Hudson chuckled darkly.

  “I still get to see her get fucked.” It was his turn to chuckle when I shivered. “You like that, love? You want me to be a voyeur for you?”

  “Maybe,” I admitted, undressing faster.

  “Take your hair down,” Hudson demanded.

  I sighed as I yanked off my shoes. “It’s been up all day and I’m mess from running all around and—”

  “Gorgeous. You’re always gorgeous, Tamsin,” he promised. He glanced at Craftsman and smiled. “This is your first time seeing her fully naked, isn’t it?”

  Craftsman cleared his throat. “Yes.”

  “Better than you thought?”

  “Much.”

  “Prettiest student you’ve ever fantasized over?”

  I shot Hudson a shocked look he went there. And that he was being so vocal.

  “The only one,” Craftsman promised. “Even when I was a student I never wanted a woman like I want her.”

  “Good, then you taste her first on your desk because I’m going to fuck her on it before you get to.”

  “Fair enough,” he agreed, snagging his arm around my waist and pulling me against him. “You’re so fucking gorgeous, love.”

  He crushed his mouth to mine, the kiss passionate and demanding as he nipped at me and sucked on my tongue.

  I couldn’t stop my hand as I rubbed his cock through his pants, impressed with what I was feeling.

  “You can rub him while I’m in you,” Hudson growled, clearly on edge.

  “Right,” Craftsman agreed, lifting me to sit on his desk. “This is so much better with you naked for me.” He smirked at Hudson. “She sits a few rows down from where you do and doesn’t wear panties for my lectures. Or she gets them wet during and that was how they ended up in my desk.”

  “That’s so fucking hot, my princess. Shit, now I’m going to be hard in this class always. Which seat? I want to sit in the same spot where you flash your pussy at him.” He chuckled when I moaned and then moaned when Craftsman started licking me. “Can I play with these perfect breasts while he eats you? What do you want? How can I spoil you like you spoil me?”

  I licked my lips and reached for his belt. I unzipped his fly and pulled him out, stroking him while he enjoyed another man eating me out.

  He leaned over and kissed me stupid, swallowing the cries from my first orgasm. Craftsman kept going until I finished twice more and Hudson did once in my hand.

  “I like this fantasy,” I told him as he moved to take his turn.

  “It’s just getting started,” he warned.

  I bet.

  He attacked my pussy while I reached for Craftsman. He looked hesitant and I realized he was still worried and that’s why he hadn’t sent the dick pic.

  “I’m not playing you but if you don’t think this is worth the risk, I understand,” I muttered, backing off.

  He caught my hand in his and unzipped his fly, guiding me to touch him. “I swear that’s not it, love. You are more than worth the risk and there’s not even a rule explicitly saying this isn’t allowed. It’s just not a line I thought I’d ever cross. You’re five years younger than me but you don’t seem it. I don’t want to take advantage of you.”

  “I want you, Julian,” I murmured, letting him see it was true. That seemed to undo him, me saying his first name.

  He leaned over and did everything to my breasts in between kissing me while I stroked him and Hudson ate me out.

  “Fuck, catch me. Catch me again and again,” I moaned, getting close. “Catch me and fuck me together.”

  They both froze and I whimpered. I’d been right there.

  “You’ve never given a blow job or had anal sex. You want us together?” Hudson checked.

  I nodded but then shrugged. “One day. No good?”

  “Very good,” Craftsman growled. “I dream of taking your sweet ass, my sweet f-duckie.”

  I couldn’t even be miffed he called me “duckie” when I knew what he wanted to say. He did smile at how amused it made me.

  Hudson caught something though so I distracted him with begging him to finish me in his head. Which he really liked.

  A few more orgasms for me, one for Craftsman, and Hudson ordered him to sit in the seats and get a lesson.

  “How do you want me to fuck her on your desk?” he asked Craftsman.

  “You’re really into this fantasy,” I muttered, giving him a shocked look.

  “An hour and a half of smelling your juices on panties in his desk and he’s lucky I don’t fuck you all over this room.” He shrugged. “Plus Craftsman’s good people and he’s good to you. He’s only a bit older than me.”

  Fair enough.

  “What are you in the mood for, love?” Craftsman asked, stroking his cock
as he sat in the front row. “Bent over the desk facing me?” He chuckled when I groaned. “I think we have a winner.”

  “Good.” Hudson had me up and in that position in a flash, slamming into me since he did the prep work. He played with my hair as he kissed my shoulder. “Show me your nape.”

  I moved my hair out of the way and I realized it wasn’t a purr he made when I showed him but more like a chuffing. Was that a dragon sound? Did his dragon like I showed submission?

  I glanced at Craftsman and saw he was a bit shocked by it too but nodded it was okay. Well, that was good.

  It was sort of funny that Hudson demanded I put my hair down and then wanted me to show him my neck.

  “I want to go with you this weekend,” he grunted as he thrust in me.

  “You can’t,” I moaned.

  “I can.”

  “You can’t,” I snapped.

  “Then Craftsman goes. I don’t like the way Edelman—”

  “If you mention the headmaster while we’re fucking then we shouldn’t be fucking or the sex is done because I just got grossed out,” I bitched.

  He froze. “Sorry.”

  “Why are you bringing this up and now?” I demanded, not hiding my annoyance well. But like what the fuck? This was not the time to talk of Edelman of all things. “Are you going to bring up your mother next? What about—”

  “I’m sorry,” he murmured, kissing my shoulder. “Do you want to stop?”

  “No, I want to know why you’re inside me getting your fantasy and thinking of Phoenix and Edelman.” I couldn’t keep the hurt out of my tone this time. Talk about feeling inadequate he could lose focus like that.

  “My dragon came to the surface, he likes to see your neck as it’s a sign of openness,” he explained. “It’s like having another side and he likes you too but is more protective and bitched you could be in danger when gone and the situation so—it just happened. It’s not a reflection of—”

  “A dragon or shifter’s other side takes any chance to say what they need as it’s not like they change forms or take over every day,” Craftsman cut in, trying to help him. “It’s just something you’re not used to.

  “The first lass I dated—and I use that term loosely—didn’t have full control of her wolf. We’d be doing something intimate and she’d just hit the brakes because her wolf wanted food.”

  “Dragons are a bit better as we start as dragons and that’s why we’re not considered shifters.” He nuzzled my neck. “He was worried for you like I am.”

  I nodded. “I don’t want to just keep going like this.” I felt better that he didn’t act like I was overreacting when he pulled out.

  He gently moved me on my back on the desk and kissed me, apologizing again and again. I nodded I was back with him as he pushed in me. He moved slowly but deeply, lacing our fingers and kissing me like he couldn’t get enough of me.

  It took some more coaxing but he found my orgasm and followed me over.

  “I am never going to look at my desk the same again,” Craftsman chuckled.

  “Me either,” Hudson agreed, shooting him an impish grin which I’d never seen before.

  “I think that goes for me too,” I admitted. “Tell me you have something I can use to clean up because even if the building was mostly dark I’m not just strutting to the bathroom.”

  “I’ll get something,” Craftsman offered.

  Hudson kissed me until he was back, giving me a pouting look when he pulled out of me, but then took care of me. He smiled as he redressed me.

  I think he actually liked that part, as if he thought it nice or intimate to tend to me.

  That was cool since my body was still like mush.

  “I don’t like how Edelman is acting either,” I said, once we were all dressed and the naughty mood was over. I glanced at Hudson. “Did you tell Craftsman what you told me?”

  “He did and while you’re right that he is acting weird, and sometimes I do act like I did when he was my headmaster, I do know that he is not like his father or grandfather. I had his father as my headmaster for a while and that man is a sadistic bastard who acted like the scholarship students owed him a life debt when it wasn’t his money for the scholarships.

  “A point I reminded him of when he demanded I work for a rune and spell think tank. He tried to force my hand and I reminded him that I would rather give in to my family’s demands that wanted the same with me than his. It was Kyle who cut in and said I had wanted to come teach here after I got my doctorate. His father took the concession that at least I’d be close.

  “So I will say Kyle Edelman is not his father, in any way. However, he hasn’t cut ties with his family like I have mine. I agree with Melody that you start leaving Edelman out of the loop.” He gave me a confused look when I frowned. “She didn’t tell you yet? She came to speak with me after dinner about how Edelman reacted at lunch. I don’t think Edelman wants you under his thumb but he wants you close.”

  “Mel agreed?” I checked, nodding when he did. “Yeah, it was a pretty big red flag when Professor White even took issue with it as she seems pretty mellow and on board with most things if reasonable.”

  “She is, which made others take notice. I think she rather likes you.”

  “Good, I like her. She’s an amazing teacher. So is Campbell if she didn’t want you to fuck her.” I shrugged when he sighed and Hudson gave me a shocked look. “I gave Edelman some info from my telepathy and he’ll be a bit busy with the hybrid rumor.

  “Apparently people immediately demanded my blood and samples to test. It’s not remotely okay they went to him but he promised he’s handling it.”

  “Why the bloody fuck is he?” Craftsman asked. “I get why they went to him, you’re not known enough for people to know how to get you, but Edelman should not be handling that. Tell Claudia and have her handle it. She should know the people wanting samples from you.”

  Hudson wasn’t happy either. “It worries me that they thought maybe Edelman could get them from you when that’s not how things work in our world. Unless you’re Underground.”

  “Underground?” I asked.

  “It’s like you’d think,” Craftsman explained. “They’re not the good guys.”

  I snorted. “And some of the elites are? Von Thann wanted to breed me.”

  “Which he admitted was a shocking, stupid thing to say. Doesn’t mean he doesn’t want it, but we live by rules and there are lines. Everyone jumped in to stop Blake’s crazy as she crossed lines way over bullying.”

  “Those Underground don’t listen to Alphas and are anarchists pushing agendas to fight the strict regulations or ultimate control of the high council but it’s just a way to get people under them, which means power,” Hudson added. “It’s the same bullshit as human politics where they’re sold a lie but then they’re sold on it but this time they’re in too deep and they can’t turn back.”

  “So we’re not talking like Demolition Man where the good guys are underground and the sheep follow the bad guys giving them the ‘perfect’ society?”

  “No, not at all,” Craftsman promised. “You’ve been here enough to see our warts and we know they’re there. No one pretends this is perfect but it keeps order with checks and balances.

  “The Underground way is very world domination type.” He gave me a worried look. “If they’d found you or got their hands on you with your power before you know how to fight them better they would harness you until you died.”

  “Oh, great, add that to the list of things to avoid,” I grumbled. “How likely am I to get on their radar after flaunting I could fill five reservoirs?”

  “That’s why the NDAs,” Hudson answered. “And you joked about how to get into this school but part of it is the background checks. We all have them to make sure there’s not a spy here reporting back the best targets. It can happen, no system is perfect, but some of the most powerful come to Artemis so they do what they can to protect us.”

  “And it’s
more than the average student knows,” Craftsman promised.

  I cleared my throat nervously. “So um, okay, so I’m sort of up to something but now I’m worried I might be lining up a perfect target.”

  “Tell us,” Hudson instructed, but gently.

  “Izzy said not all of the hobgoblins are treated well. That’s why people are bossing them around like their servants because some are servants at their houses and they’re stuck there because they don’t blend and they can’t go back to Faerie.”

  “Of course, that’s something you couldn’t stand and would use your inheritance to help with,” Craftsman said, sounding amused.

  I shrugged. “I talked to the head of the hobgoblins here and my attorney and we’re working on a plan. Not the underground hobgoblin railroad but something better. Maybe. Right now it’s just an idea.”

  “But knowing you there’s more levels to this and I’m in.” Craftsman winked at me. “No one said everyone had to know I was going with you. I took weekends all the time last year to go hunt down rare rune books or journals that could help my work.”

  My stomach knotted thinking of his “work” and creating runes. There was something I wasn’t piecing together but I would later.

  “And it’s something my parents would want to help with,” Hudson muttered, giving me a hurt look when I winced. “You don’t like my parents? They like you.”

  “No, I do like them, even your dad when he promised he would rethink his position on scholarship students. I think that’s great he can be the big boss and admit he could be wrong. It’s just…”

  Understanding lit his eyes. “Look, Melody has every right to be upset and this was years ago and I didn’t know all the circumstances. I was fourteen or fifteen when it all started but even I knew people thought she liked the guy. I think that changed when the guy’s mother showed her true colors but the alliance wasn’t even for the Rothchilds but our family.

  “My parents were upset she ran and they didn’t know she was unhappy. It devastated her parents, even her hardass father. I saw her mother break down sobbing to mine several times. It almost ruined their mating.” He sighed and ran his hand over his head. “I can’t even excuse Mr. Rothchild. I will say he and their clan are tasked with keeping all Vogels safe and that is a tall order.”