Escaped Daughter (Morrigan University #1)

19

I jumped in the shower to wash off my workout… And that chat. I was done and dressed in comfy clothes when Sergey arrived, freshly showered as well.

And with a bag?

He smiled when I blinked at it. “I thought I’d bring my toothbrush and a few things.”

My mouth fell open as he strolled right in. “Um, you’re staying over again?”

He shrugged. “It’s the weekend. Didn’t you like having me here?” He shot me a knowing look that spoke volumes on how well he took care of me.

I cleared my throat and closed the door behind him. “Yeah, you can stay over.”

He simply chuckled and set down his bag. Jerk.

He jumped right into what he’d been sent and us getting to work so he didn’t linger on the topic. We worked for hours, my confidence rising and my worry decreasing slightly as we did.

I felt like I blinked and it was time for dinner. We headed there and Kelton ended up joining us, politely asking how it went and not pushing again.

“Do you want to sleep in tomorrow or should we start early?” he asked after I promised it was going well.

“Um, like ten?” I asked, not wanting to have to mess with Sergey’s sleep early two days in a row. It was the weekend.

“I’ll pick you up at your dorm.”

I smiled at him, excited to have a cute-type date I’d read about.

We finished dinner and Sergey said it was enough tutoring for the day, instead both of us working on homework and preparing for the week. Then he read up on the books his mom sent so we could get a solid plan while I did some stuff for work.

“I think it’s time for bed,” he announced when it was clear I was wrapping up. He peeled off his shirt and I worried I might actually drool.

But two could play that game. I walked by him taking off his jeans and changed in my closet. His eyes filled with heat as I came back out in tiny bed shorts and a nightshirt that barely covered my breasts.

“Holy fuck, foxy,” he whispered as I moved over to him.

“No, no sex, but I believe you made it clear you’d do nice things for me if I let you sleep over,” I teased him.

“I will do whatever you want me to just for wearing that for me,” he growled, snagging me around the waist and tossing me on the bed. He followed me down and smirked when my shirt moved enough to show him the bottoms of my breasts. “I think they want to say hi to me.”

“I don’t know you deserve that yet.”

“Oh, game on,” he chuckled darkly, mashing his mouth to mine. He attacked my lips as he spread my legs and moved between them. He rocked his hips against mine, letting me feel how hard he was for me while rubbing against the perfect spot.

After my first orgasm, he used his fingers to rub me again but then slid his fingers under my shorts after the second. He brought me that way and again after pushing two fingers inside of me. Again, he gave me another and then three fingers plus something he did with his thumb. I lost count of a few, but he just wouldn’t stop even when I whimpered it was too much.

The man basically reduced me to a writhing, moaning, hormonal mess.

When it was over, I glanced at the clock on the wall the school had in all the rooms and my eyes went wide as I realized it had been over an hour . I gasped as another aftershock hit me, staring up into his sexy eyes that were full of mirth. He’d won and he knew it.

That didn’t mean I was going to admit defeat.

I wrapped my leg around him and flipped us, kissing him as I rubbed against his hard dick in his boxer briefs. He reached to touch me, but I slapped his hand away.

“My turn,” I told him. “I want to play. Do you want to be the first I play with like this, Sergey?”

His nostrils flared and I knew I had him. I rubbed my chest against his but still didn’t let him see or touch. I kissed him as I moved faster, crying out when I came yet again but kept going. He seemed to try and hold out for something and it frustrated me, making me think back to all the romance novels I’d read.

It was my secret addiction, hoping one day I could have a fraction of what was in books. My Kindle was full of them so my family never knew about them as they didn’t even know I had one or an Amazon account.

And they thought they watched me so well.

But I smirked when I remembered a line I’d seen a few times. “I’m all wet for you. I’ve soaked your boxer briefs.”

“Yeah, yeah, you have, and it’s fucking hot, foxy,” he moaned.

“But I want yours too. I want it on me,” I whimpered.

That did it. He grunted my name and came.

And for some reason that made me go again. It was so hot that I could do that to him, feel it against my body, that I couldn’t hold back.

When we were done, I flopped down to the bed, spent and spent . I smirked at him when I saw he was gasping for air. “Good?”

“Best I’ve ever had without sex or oral and you didn’t even fucking touch me yourself,” he confessed. “And here I planned to just spoil you and you do that.”

“Oh, I was spoiled.”

He glanced down at my chest. “So I win?”

“Hmmm, maybe next week since I think you’ll always sleep over Saturdays.”

“I will, huh?” He raised an eyebrow at me.

I burst out laughing. “Like that wasn’t exactly your goal.”

He looked so busted he couldn’t even try and deny it or argue. He rallied and moved over me, giving me a sweet kiss. “Yeah, I want to be your Saturday night guy.”

“You talked me into it.” I gave him a deeper kiss. “I seriously lost count how many orgasms that was, way better than my toys.”

He groaned—deeply, leaning his head down to my shoulder. “Don’t tell me you have toys, foxy. That’s just so fucking hot.”

“And wanting you to use them on me?”

He groaned louder and longer. Nice. He kissed along my neck and pressed his lips to my ear. “I love how naughty you are. I love this fun with you. I can’t believe you let me finger your sweet pussy all I wanted but still won’t let me see your gorgeous breasts. Now you’re teasing me with using toys on you and I’m totally hooked. I’m totally hooked on you , Bevin.”

My heart raced at that, knowing it was too fast but also knowing this connection was intense. I pressed my lips against his ear. “I’m going to dream tonight about you fingering me like that while we’re in the shower. I want you to see all of me like that, let you wear me out and then take care of me. And then take care of you later.”

“Yeah, I’m going to dream about that now too. Shit, that’s hot.” He rolled out of the bed and turned off the lights before coming back and getting us settled under the covers. “Can I heal you? I was a bit rough against your shorts and that’s going to give you a burn.”

I absolutely melted, especially after my wound from Wyatt that I wasn’t worth healing or just a cheap fuck. “Thank you.”

“Always, Bevin.” He gave me a quick kiss and then his hands turned warm against my skin. I gasped as I felt his magic doing its thing, shocked how strong he was. It wasn’t even half of mine, but it was strong, and given how young he was, he’d trained hard, harvested a lot of magic from nature.

I blinked up at him realizing I hadn’t even asked something important. “What familiar do you have?”

“His name is Bubba and I think I’ll leave you to be surprised.”

Oh, that meant it was something good for sure. Fine, I liked fun surprises.

“I look forward to meeting Bubba. Is he upset you’re at my room and not with him?”

He frowned. “He can’t stay in the dorms. He’s at the familiar housing behind the auditorium.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” I mumbled.

“It’s okay,” he forgave, snuggling in behind me and pulling me against his hard chest. “You weren’t given all the info if you don’t have a familiar.” He moved his hand along my exposed stomach. “Night, foxy. Thanks for letting me sleep over.”

“Thanks for wanting to.” I closed my eyes, and it didn’t take long for sleep to find me after he’d taken such good care of me, safe in his arms and feeling at ease for once in my life.

I woke with a start when I heard my door opening. I pushed up, scared what that meant, but eased down when I saw Sergey standing there. He’d frozen when he realized he’d woken me, studying me carefully.

“You okay? What happened?”

I wasn’t sure what he meant, but then I realized I was drenched with sweat. “Nightmare.” I got that was the truth and I couldn’t shake it off, but I also couldn’t remember what it was. “Sorry, hi.”

“Hi, I got us breakfast. You were sleeping so soundly I didn’t want to wake you.”

I glanced at the clock and flinched. It was just before nine which wasn’t a big deal on a Sunday, but we’d gone to bed at ten . “Wow, I’m not sure I’ve ever slept eleven hours before. It was hard to relax there, or the maids would be jerks since they bullied me or snooped for Mother and Father if they…” I cleared my throat. He didn’t need to know all of that.

“Well, clearly, you needed the sleep.”

“Yeah, thanks.” I sat up, forgetting what I was wearing as I stretched until I saw the heat in his eyes. “You really want to see my tits.”

“I so fucking do,” he confessed, shaking his head as he came closer. “Breakfast in bed?”

“Sounds good.” I smiled as he brought it over, handing me the bag of takeout from the cafeteria. He had packed it with full meals but also tons of donuts and junk food. “Are you trying to make me fat?”

He snorted. “You’re going for some crazy run today, right?”

I nodded. “I do long runs Wednesdays and Sundays.”

“Yeah, I’m not worried. I just got us an array of fun.”

“I like fun.”

“I know. I learned that pretty fast.”

Fair enough.

We ate and ate and then somehow I ended up on the menu. He pushed me back to the bed and kissed all along my stomach and just under my breasts. I shivered as I remembered how good oral sex felt, but I didn’t want to go that fast with Sergey even if we started fast.

It made sense in my head.

He seemed to understand, keeping it to what we’d already done. Several times. He smirked at me when he was done, licking his fingers for me to see. “So you’re a fan of sleepovers and lazy Sundays?”

I burst out laughing. “Yeah, I’m a fan. I might throw a fit if you don’t stay over Saturday nights now.”

“Good.”

Like I didn’t know that was his goal all along. But I could play with him too. I rolled over and pushed up my ass so it was almost in his face as I reached for my phone. He moaned and I smirked as he leaned in and kissed my butt.

I turned around so I plopped on his lap and gave him a soft kiss. “Thanks for breakfast.” I slid off the bed and pulled off my top so he could see my naked back only. Then I started to push my shorts down so he could see the top of my ass.

“Fuck, foxy,” he groaned. “I promise I will always spoil you. I swear it. Just let me see your pert ass. Please? Just a peek.”

I could give him that. I pushed down my shorts and he got a few seconds’ glimpse before I was in my closet.

“Totally fucking worth it,” he mumbled. “Fuck, I’m so fucking hard.”

It was really hard not to laugh, but I managed, grabbing the clothes I needed and wrapping myself in a towel so I could get back to the bathroom without strutting naked. I felt his eyes on me as I went, biting back a smirk that he was just as addicted to me as I was to his spoiling.

I realized something as I was pulling on a full-coverage sports bra to tease Kelton. The moment I was dressed, I ducked out before even brushing my teeth. “We need to—you have to talk to Tracey. You did real tutoring twice now that we—”

“I already did while you took your test drive. I’ll report the hours we work on tutoring to her and she’ll approve a weekly direct deposit for the going rate the university recommends. The rest is between us and nothing else.”

“Oh, good.” That really was a relief for me. With that settled, I hurried to finish getting ready, grabbing what I needed to and checking he was good.

Instead, I was pressed up against the door and his lips were on mine. “You look way too sexy to go out in public like that, foxy. Maybe we should work out here and I’ll wear you out.”

“Maybe you should reward me with that after our next tutoring session when I study hard,” I purred, rubbing my thigh against his jeans that were barely holding his cock in.

“Tomorrow? After dinner?”

“Sounds good but no sleepovers on weeknights. Not yet at least.”

“Not yet,” he agreed. He gave me another quick kiss and opened the door so I could sneak out. He followed after, smirking for some reason I didn’t understand.

Until Kelton walked into the lobby and saw Sergey leaving with me. Right, a nice flashing sign he’d spent the night. Kelton seemed to note it, but I didn’t want issues or drama.

“Hey, you ready?” I greeted, walking right to him and kissing him on the cheek.

“Yup. You look great.” He leaned in and gave me a kiss on my cheek as well before looking next to me. “See you later, Sergey.”

“Take good care of her.”

“I always do.” Kelton moved his hand to my lower back and guided me out of the dorm.

I gave Sergey a wave goodbye, settled things were okay when he winked at me.

Kelton’s jeep was already parked out front, so I hopped right in when he opened the door for me. We were driving for a while when I realized something.

“Is this messing you up for work? You said you worked weekends?”

His lips twitched. “I think you got that from my background check.”

“No, I mean, yes, but didn’t you say…” I frowned. I thought we talked about that.

“I’m teasing you. Yes, I tend to, but normally Saturday night after dinner for a few hours as it’s a standing gig that pays good and Mom’s team can use the help on. She’s a team lead, so it’s like a manager of their jobs. She calls me if someone needs off and I’m her fill-in guy during school.”

“That’s nice that you can help her when she needs it and still get some cash,” I praised, thinking that was totally him. “And good that you know how to clean. I messed up my laundry right after I got here and had to look up videos. All the staff did everything and wouldn’t let me do it. Well, that was more so they could bully me and spy but…”

I really needed to stop saying stuff like that and talk less. Really.

“Did you figure it out?” he asked, ignoring my oversharing.

I winced. “I can pull off pink.” I shook my head when he burst out laughing.

“How about a laundry date next time you need to do any?” he offered. “I’ll come over with mine and we can study while we do it and I’ll teach you all my tricks.”

“Throw in helping me shop for cleaning supplies I’ll need for my room and you’ve got a deal,” I purred.

He shot me a wink. “I can do you one better than that. I’ve got a hookup for supplies through my mom, so you can even use what the pros do.”

“Well, I guess you are perfect then.” I smiled brighter when he laughed. It was a great sound and I needed it with everything else going on.

We didn’t drive far, just to a different section of what I assumed was still campus given people had to go through the guard station to leave. I was curious as to why we drove at all given the point was to do a distance run but I caught on when we got out and I saw the cooler in the back. Right, he’d taken care of lunch.

“Okay, so there are several trails, some harder than others, and there might be people around given it’s the weekend and nice,” he explained as he offered me a bottle of water from the cooler. “I wasn’t kidding that five miles is about my limit and I’ll work on that, but how do you want to play this?”

So I wasn’t alone and in danger. That was what he wasn’t saying out loud and I appreciated that.

I frowned, five miles was nothing for me even if I picked up the pace. “Would you be upset if I really ran circles around you?”

He froze in bringing his bottle of water to his lips. “No, I think I would die laughing but no, I’m cool with it.”

“Then pick whatever trail you’re fine with and we can do that without me running into trees.” I shrugged. I was winging it.

He nodded and after we got situated, we started at a warm-up. We jogged a bit before stretching and then really got going.

It was weird to run without music and with someone, but I didn’t want to put my earbuds in if he was there and be rude. I was already being weird enough running around him on the trail. It wasn’t a tight circle but… It was so fucking dorky and weird both of us kept looking like we might burst out laughing.

I picked up the pace again and enjoyed running over the terrain instead of on treadmills. It didn’t take me long to get lost in my head, rotating around him like I was a planet to him being the sun, but I didn’t even care anymore.

I let out a yelp when I was grabbed around the waist and pulled against a hard body.

“I can’t take it anymore,” Kelton growled, turning me to face him. “You are just too fucking sexy and I have to.”

I wasn’t sure what he meant, but my heart was racing from the exercise and him startling me, both of us gasping for air. I figured it out when he cupped my face and brought his lips to mine.

And then my heart was racing for a whole other reason. It was electrifying, just that easy kiss, but he came back for more and I gave it to him. I didn’t care we were both starting to get sweaty and threw my arms around his neck, holding on as I took what I wanted.

I moaned when his hand slid down my back and cupped my ass, craving all the good dirty stuff now that I’d experienced it.

“Sorry, I had to,” he panted as we broke apart.

“Yeah, I hated that, bad Kelton,” I chuckled, beaming up at him. “Couldn’t hold back, huh?”

“No, you were just… You can’t go running like this around other guys. They won’t be nice at the gym or—”

I nodded, cutting him off before he accidentally implied something he shouldn’t. There was nothing wrong with wearing a full coverage sports bra and running shorts to exercise. “I wear a shirt over even if it’s a tank top. It’s just us and I wanted to get some sun.”

“Even with that you still might need a damn bodyguard,” he grumbled.

I threw back my head and laughed. “I know I’m good-looking by industry standards, but this place is crawling with good-looking women. I think it’s fine, Kelton.”

He blinked at me a few moments. “Bevin, you’re more than good-looking . You’re like a twenty on a scale of ten, way more once you take in your personality and how sharp you are. I’m glad you’re confident enough to see yourself and be honest, but you need to kick your assessment up to like the hottest woman on campus.”

I rolled my eyes at him even as I flushed. That was a nice fucking compliment. I decided to change the topic though and gave him a peck. “Fine, I’ll hire you as my bodyguard. Your payment will be revealing sports bras and tiny shorts when we run outside alone.”

“That’s a generous payment,” he purred, pulling me against him tighter and kissing me again. “Let’s get back to the run so we can get to lunch and I can maybe have you for dessert.”

I smirked as I shoved him away. “I’m not sure about that now that you’re my employee.” I burst out laughing when he frowned and took off, knowing he would chase me.

I was really, really enjoying my freedom and my new life. I actually thanked the gods for letting me get free when we got back to the run. I thanked them for a lot now that I could appreciate what I had instead of always stuck in prison with danger around me.

When we hit Kelton’s halfway point, I picked up the speed even more; otherwise, I wasn’t going to get the workout I needed. We wrapped up and he was way more winded than I was. I ignored it and acted like it was no big.

“You get what you needed?” he panted.

I winced, not wanting to lie or hurt his pride. I gave a quick shake of my head and asked what I’d been meaning to. “How come your familiar didn’t come with?”

He smirked at me. “Spike isn’t a runner unless there’s danger. Plus, we’d need the trailer for him.” He nodded when my eyes went wide. “Yeah, he’s in the familiar houses behind the auditorium.”

“I’ve gotta see this place,” I muttered, seriously curious. “Sergey’s is there too.”

He rolled his eyes. “Yeah, we all know Sergey’s familiar.”

“Oh, I’m dying to ask what it is. He won’t tell me until I meet him.”

“I understand why.”

“What’s yours?”

He smirked at me. “You’ll just have to meet him.”

“Looking forward to it.” I was overly curious, but I could let him have his fun, especially after I admitted Sergey didn’t tell me either.

Besides, I was distracted by the spread he laid out for our picnic. He had the blanket, basket—the works. I beamed at him as I sat down. This was awesome. Totally awesome and better than any fantasy I’d had about a picnic date. I crawled on his lap the moment he sat down and kissed him with everything I had.

“Got it, you like picnics,” he chuckled as he cupped my face. “We can do them anytime the weather’s nice, I promise.”

I melted. He was so sweet and sexy and just… The full package that any woman would totally melt for. It was a great date, and even if it was sandwiches and fixings, it was freedom and something new, something good that I appreciated.

And him. I appreciated Kelton, and I made sure to let him know that.