“Thank the Gods.”
He pulled on her hair, and pain bolted across her scalp, though she found that she enjoyed it. He pushed himself in between her lips, crowding the back of her throat. She gagged, but urged him on. He kept going without abandon, her eyes watering, andher mouth drooling around him. Her hands fondled his balls as he thrust. Grimot moaned her name, and the sound made her want to touch herself, but this moment was about him. He had satisfied her, and now she needed to return the favor.
“Your mouth is so good,” he murmured, his lips barely forming clear words. Kamine had a feeling he didn’t even realize he was speaking out loud, and she loved that he was so disheveled, so willing to unleash himself so that she could please him thoroughly.
“I’m almost there,” he grunted. He slid his hands around her throat, gently at first, as if asking permission. She coaxed them tighter, and he squeezed.
Kamine let her teeth drag against him, and she knew he liked it with the way his rhythm faltered, as he bucked and reached his peak, then exploded in her mouth.
Kamine took it all, and swallowed it down. When he had finished completely and pulled away, she wiped a dribble from the corner of her mouth, then licked her finger clean.
“Now we both can walk out of here happy,” Kamine said with a smile. “I got my powers to work again, and you came so much, I thought I was going to choke on it.”
He didn’t say anything, just put her glasses on her so she could see him clearly. His face was devastated, as if he’d had the same realization she had when he’d gotten her off: no one else would ever compare.
“Who’d you fuck?” Janina asked bluntly as she distributed playing cards between herself and Zoya.
“What?” Kamine responded wide-eyed, trying her best to appear confused. The lesson had ended immediately afterGrimot had finished, with both of them finding excuses as to why they had to leave. Kamine needed the distraction from the tender feelings bubbling up, so she naturally sought out her friends. Now she was realizing that was a mistake.
“Don’t play coy.” Janina’s face twisted. “It wasn’t Lycaster, was it?”
“No—”
“So it wassomeone.”
Zoya followed their conversation, her eyes bouncing between the two women.
“Why are you letting her grill me like this?” Kamine asked, sitting next to her colorful roommate, checking the hand of cards she was dealt.
Zoya shrugged. “I’m curious too. Though I have a guess.”
Kamine poked her shoulder. “If you're so all-knowing, then who?”
“Professor Grimot,” she said plainly, like it didn’t shock or disturb her.
“That’s insane. He’s a Professor, and I’m a student.”
“There’s no rules prohibiting it.”
No, there wasn’t. With everyone trapped in this place, it was only inevitable that people started relying on one another to relieve the tension. Kamine had heard the rumors, like the night Janina had with Roz, and had actually once walked in on another couple mid-act in the bathing room. Apparently, so long as the coupling was consensual, no one at Skola seemed to mind. They all might be doomed anyways, if the Undertaking wasn’t successful.
“You’re blushing,” Janina pointed out, her sharp fangs protruding as she smiled.
“Don’t try to hide it. Just own it,” Zoya said, as she placed her first card down.
“Fine,” Kamine said. “But we’re not just doing it for pleasure. We learned that I can access my powers this way, likely because I’m focused on other sensations beyond my powers.”
“But it’s still pleasurable?” Zoya asked, genuine concern knitting her brow..
“Yes, I found my pleasure.”
“Then I think this is a good thing,” Zoya said, satisfied.
Kamine wasn’t so confident, but now that she’d had a taste of him, she couldn’t get her mind off of her professor.
They’d pushed that boulder down the hill, and there was no way of stopping it.
Fifteen
