“Boo and Bee. Clever.” A little adolescent, but clever nonetheless.
Leo poised himself above me and wedged between my legs, resting his hard cock against my slick entrance, and stared down at me. Those blue eyes pierced my heart in all the right ways. “I’ve missed you, babe.”
He drove hard, surprising me at the quick penetration. I hissed in a breath as my body adjusted to the thick invasion. Grabbing his shoulders, I locked my heels and lifted my hips to seat us together.
The bed squeaked as he plunged in and out of my body in long, steady thrusts, stroking over all the right nerve endings. My clit jumped for joy at the attention and throbbed for more. I rolled my hips, meeting him push for push. His coarse hairs brushed across my sensitive, elated nerves. My entire body trembled as the impending big O built.
“God, how I’ve missed you.” He increased his pace. I matched it, my climax building, building, until it was right there. Leo held me at the small of my back, lifting me off the bed, and slammed our bodies together. Over and over. It was exactly what I needed to explode.
And explode I surely did.
I cried out and bit down on his shoulder as my orgasm consumed me, crashing like angry waves against the shore during a storm. When Leo’s release took him, I cried out again at the power of his thrusts. We rode the waves of our climaxes until there was nothing left.
“That was some greeting,” he said and kissed me gently. “I just stopped by to say hi.”
“Hi.” I cupped his face in my hands and stared into those deep pools of blue.
He kissed me one last time before pushing off the bed and dressing. I propped myself up by my elbows and watched the fine, fine show. Leo’s body was a work of art. Not a ton of body hair. Golden skin stretched across lean muscle. Tight abs. Rippling pecs. The tattoo of a wave on his shoulder added to his overwhelming sexiness.
Once he dressed, the show ended, so reluctantly I pulled on my clothes and took a seat at my desk to redo my hair and makeup.
He grabbed Jess’s chair and wheeled it over, sitting next to me. “I actually came over to talk to you.”
“You have my undivided attention.” I combed my fingers through my hair to work it back into the high messy bun.
He watched the movement with keen interest. “The guys and I talked after we all left the infirmary and agreed to disband the quad squad.”
Even though I’d expected as much, the news didn’t please me. It reminded me that I no longer had all four of my guys here at the academy with me. “Because Rob isn’t a student anymore?”
“That and I’ve decided I’m ready for my final tribunal.”
I stopped messing with my hair to stare from my reflection. “What’s that?”
“Elementals have their initial tribunal to determine their primary and how many other elements they have the power to call. Their final tribunal is a series of three tests to prove they’re ready.”
“Ready for what?”
He paused for an uncomfortably long time. “To leave the academy.”
I picked my jaw up off the floor and swung around to face him. “You’re leaving me too?”
“I’m not leaving you, babe.” He took my hand and brushed his lips across my knuckles. “I’m just ready to be something other than a student at Clearwater. I’m twenty-three. It’s time I start adulting.”
I got it. I hated it, but I got it. Swinging back around, I went to work on my face, touching up my makeup where it’d smeared from our vigorous horizonal workout.
“Do the guys know?”
“Yeah. We talked about what to do for our internships if we weren’t the quad squad. No one wants to do extractions after losing that kid. Rob got out of having to go through his final tribunal when the Council hired him as a hunter. Bryan wants to get into alchemy, which surprised us since transforming matter into something else could be considered dark magic. But that wasn’t the shocker. Guess what Clay wants to do?”
“Whatever would require the least amount of work.” My genius air elemental was fun, kept things light most of the time, and rarely took anything seriously—this past week aside. Then again, after what we’d all been through since school had started, none of us had much reason to smile. Instead of finding an internship that would take advantage of that big brain of his, Clay would probably find one that allowed him the freedom to do nothing.
“Nope. He’s interning for Dean Carter.”
I swung around again. “He wants to intern with the headmaster?” Yep, that was definitely a shocker.
“And Lulu.”
Now it made more sense. Lulu’s teleportation skills were epic. She popped in and out of rooms at random, sticking the landing every time. I rarely saw her walk anywhere. It would be a dream internship for an air elemental who preferred teleporting over any other mode of transportation, including his own two feet.
“Well, this is as good as it’s going to get.” I pushed away from the desk and stood to slip on my shoes before crossing the room to the door. “Want to get some breakfast?”
“Sure.”
Our trip was cut short. We hadn’t even made it out of the room when Dean Carter’s voice broadcast through the air. “Weekend leave has been suspended. All students are required to report to the training field immediately. As this is a school function, house uniforms are required.”
Leo and I exchanged confused looks.
“Guess I better go change.” He kissed me. “See you there, babe.”
Just like that? He didn’t even question the request. No, not request. Requirement. On a Saturday, when students should be doing anything but attending a school function, especially after only one week of school.
Reluctantly, I faced the wardrobe and curled my lip. I hated our uniforms. They were every creeper dude’s freaky fetish
