The Academy - Book One (Published)

Chapter Eight

Chapter Eight

Kayla's eyes widened and the pain from moments ago ebbed away.   The blood Lucas hadn't drained start to boil as her hips began to sway against Lucas. Her breathing hitched and was becoming laborious, her caramel skin was becoming sensitive and her nipple were starting to swell.  The shirt was starting to feel too tight pressing against her body, she needed to take it off but Lucas was keeping her pinned to the bed, she was going crazy.

Lucas watched as his words took fruition.  He didn't need to use spells or hold charms for his powers to work, but for certain powerful spells a chain of words needed to intertwine with the magic to infuse it with strength.  Even though powerful spells, like calling comrades or pulling forth someone's lust, needed to be wrapped in words, the power level did matter as a level 48% couldn't speak a powerful spell and have it work.

He could feel Kayla getting wet through the shorts as she pushed against him, he ran his hands down the side of her body and watched her eyes darken with lust.  When his hands reached the bottom of the shirt he started to pull it up over her softly belly exposing the curve of her waist, he continued raising it until the shirt was pulled past the full melon sized breast exposing large tight brown nipples. Kayla seemed impatient as she pulled her arms down, yanking her arms out the sleeves, leaving the shirt around her neck. He smiled to himself delighted with how she was responding.

Snapping his fingers he removed the offending shirt and the shorts, leaving only the towel around his waist between them.  He nuzzled her neck, before starting a trail of hot wet kisses down her breast.  He sucked one of her brown nipples into his mouth, sweeping his tongue over the erect bud drawing pleasure from the way she ground her hips towards him.

Oh! Thought Kayla as she felt her nipple get pulled into the warm cavern of his mouth.  All she could think about was the pleasure coursing through her body and she nearly lost her mind when she felt his tongue swept over her nipple sucking before moving to the other breast and giving it the same attention.  He was laving her nipples with his tongue and running his hands up and down her sides setting her core on fire causing her to thrash on the bed.  She could feel herself getting wet and started to grind harder against him.  She started scratching, yanking and pulling at the towel around his waist, it was keeping her from feeling all of him.

Lucas grabbed the hands scratching at his abs and towel and pressing them over her head and gave her a passionate kiss.  Her body was wiggling and bucking trying to seek relief only he could give her.  Now that she was where he wanted her, lost in the throes of passion, he decided he'd show some of the patience his mother claims he never demonstrate.  After kissing her breathless he once again started the wet kisses trailing down her body to her breast.  After laving her breast with more attention he started trailing his wet hot kisses sliding further down her body.   But he knew not to release his hold of her wrist, he could already feel the welts left by her nails.

Kayla head was thrashing, back and forth, as she gasp and moaned on the bed. Lucas seemed happy with licking, kissing and sucking on her as her moans turned to cries of passion and need. She felt his kisses start to trail down towards where her needed was gathering and almost bucked them both off the bed when she felt him kiss the top part of her mound. She was energetically trying to position her needs closer to exploring lips.

Lucas chuckled as he felt Kayla's body start to buck under him after he kissed the top of her mound. He liked that she had dark brown and reddish gold hair covering her core, it was neatly trimmed and shielding her nether lips. Her body juices smelt sweet like a succulent peach.  He wanted to devour but he knew he had to savior every moan and cry she made and relish every lick, nibble and bite he took.  Letting go of her wrist he opened her nether lips with his fingers and ran the tip of his tongue over the bulb of her desire.