His Little Devil (Alistar Academy #2)

Chapter 12

CHAPTER TWELVE

SILVER

G etting to know Kane is nice. He's funny, sweet and sexy as hell. I still don't understand how Luke is okay with us possibly dating.

I mean I am all for loving who you love, and I could honestly see myself loving Kane, but my heart aches for three others.

I am about to get married to Luke, closing the door permanently on my past.

“So tell me what your favorite spell is?” I ask him, while grabbing another strawberry. They are delicious and super sweet.

I wonder if it's because he conjured them. I'll have to ask Merida how they get their fresh produce.

Maybe someone just portals to Earth once a week and does some good old fashioned grocery shopping.

I wonder if I could hitch a ride to the top side. Talking about my family made me realize how much I miss them.

Would Luke let me visit their graves? I'd like to introduce them to my husband.

I miss them more and more every day. That will never change.

Reaching over into the basket, Kane hands me a small crystal ball.

“What's this?”

He gives me a smirk and waves his hand over it, transforming it into a looking glass of sorts.

“You asked me for my favorite spell… Well, I can't give you your family back, but I can teach you the spell that will allow you to watch all memories of them that reside in your head.”

My jaw drops and my eyes fill with tears.

“I… I don't know what to say, Kane… Thank you,” I whisper, staring into the small object in the palm of my hands that's more precious than anything else I have.

Kane moves closer to me and wraps his arm around my shoulders. “Show me a good memory, love,” he says, and I think back to my mom teaching me to cook one of her favorite recipes.

The orb swirls in a mass of bright colors before clearing and showing my old kitchen.

Luna is on a stool, scrolling on her phone and pouting. She always said she wanted to learn, but got bored quickly.

My mom hands me the wooden spoon and orders me to keep stirring, so the milk doesn't burn in the sauce pan.

We are making homemade cinnamon rolls. It was one of my dad's favorites, and I was excited to learn.

“Your mom looks just like you, except the eyes,” Kane comments and I nod, sniffling.

“I wish they could have escaped the blast. I don't know why I was chosen to survive,” I cry out, choking on a sob. Kane pulls me tighter before waving his hand and ending the spell.

“No. Please don't,” I whimper and he shushes me.

“I will teach you, love, but let's take it slow, okay? I didn't mean to upset you,” he mumbles as he begins to rock me.

Humming under his breath, I start to calm down and then groan.

“I still don't understand how I can love so hard and deeply, and have empathy, with only part of a soul. When Luke told me I had to choose, it was a no brainer, but I expected to be mean and cruel, kicking innocent puppies or something,” I mumble, and Kane snorts.

My eyes widen at the sound and he clears his throat, then lets me go, so I can look at him.

His cheeks are tinted pink, and I can't believe this large, gorgeous, Incubus of a man is blushing.

Looking over my head, he sighs. “I better return you before we get into trouble.”

I glance off to where he is and freeze. Thimon is standing in the distance, and he doesn't look too pleased to see us here.

Kane stands and offers me his hand, then mumbles some words and our picnic disappears.

“Thank you, Kane. For everything,” I say, then press up onto my toes, leaning over to give him a quick kiss.

“Anytime, love,” he says, before tugging me along after him back to the castle on the hill.

When we return to the room, Luke is waiting, so Kane leaves after giving me a goodbye kiss.

It looks like Luke is ready for bed, but we are getting married tomorrow night, and though he may not understand, I am planning to stick to tradition.

We won’t be sharing a bed.

“Hey, how was your walk?” he asks, placing Elena’s journal back in the bedside drawer. He sees me looking at it and shrugs.

“She may not have ended up as my wife, but some of what she wrote in her journals is my history.”

“I know Kane suggested that I keep reading her words, but honestly I don’t care anymore. I’m here, and her life was drastically different from mine. She actually sacrificed her love to save herself. If you ask me, she’s more evil than I am, even if I don’t have part of my soul anymore,” I grumble, and Luke laughs.

“See, and this is why I am marrying you tomorrow. You are my perfect match, Little Devil,” he says, then waves his hand, pulling me to him with air magic.

“Okay, that’s not fair. I couldn’t even conjure a pair of pants. I had to walk home in this bikini, because Kane said he liked the view too much to help me.”

Luke grabs my ass and tugs me until I am between his legs, then kisses me. I melt against his mouth, and he wraps his arms tightly around me.

“Soon, I will be able to ravish this delectable body,” he growls, and I shiver. “I can’t wait to show you just what you do to me, Little Devil. My restraint with you has been severely tested.”

Placing my hands on his shoulders, I push him away. “Speaking of that… tomorrow is our wedding,” I start and he hums, resting his head against my bare stomach, playing with my belly button ring.

My body is beginning to heat, and my bikini bottoms are becoming damp.

“It is. Then you will never be able to escape me,” he groans. “Fuck, Silver, I can smell your desire. One more night, Little Devil.”

“You can’t sleep here,” I whimper as he starts to kiss my stomach and moves down, stopping at the band to my bottoms.

Lifting his head, he looks confused for a moment before smirking. “Ah yes, that pesky rule about not sleeping with your betrothed the night before the ceremony,” he grumbles.

I nod, biting my lower lip as he snaps his fingers, and I'm instantly naked. My body is trembling and aching for him to keep going.

“I will allow you your traditions, Little Devil, but first, I am going to have my dinner,” he growls, before twisting us and slamming my back onto the mattress.

I moan as his head buries between my thighs, and his scruff rubs against my sensitive skin.

“Luke, fuck,” I whine as he doesn't stop or take it easy on me. His fingers rub along my center, before thrusting hard and fast inside of me.

It doesn't take me long until I'm ripping out his hair and exploding on his tongue.

“So delicious,” he says, moving away and sucking my juices from his fingers. “I’m a lucky man since I get to enjoy such a delicacy for all of eternity.”

Rolling my eyes, I huff at some of the cheesy lines that he says.

For someone who is supposed to be a big bad Devil, he's definitely becoming a softie.

Running my hands along his chest, I grip his hardness.

“Little Devil,” he groans as I wiggle until I'm on my knees in front of him.

“I want to taste you too,” I say with a smile. His nostrils flare and he groans as I run the tip of my tongue up his length and swirl around the top.

“Mmm,” I hum as I gently suck him into my mouth.

He's big. And I know I've said it before, but… holy fucking monster cock.

My core clenches, and I wish he would just fill me already. There is something about his smell and taste that makes me crave him.

Luke’s hands become fists, and I know he's fighting, trying hard not to fuck my face right now.

“Don't hold back,” I mumble, popping off of his cock to look him in the eyes.

There is a black swirl shining through them, and I can't wait until he really hulks out and shows me his true form.

“Little Devil,” he tsks and I smirk, gripping his cock once more and stroking him hard and fast. Smoke puffs from his nostrils, and I know he's close to losing control.

I want him to. I need to see who he truly is. I'm about to marry him tomorrow, for fuck’s sake. Not that anything will change that. I'm marrying him regardless, but the smoke and mirrors, and his bipolar mood swings, only confuse me.

He says I'm his soulmate, but am I really when he holds back from me?

Black horns begin to poke through his hair, and I whimper as he transforms into a true beast.

He's beautiful like this. I don't know if that makes me fucked up, but I'm not scared, even though my body is screaming at me to run and hide.

“Mine,” he growls, and I whimper. He has so much power radiating off of him right now. It's making me want to submit to his every whim.

Someone knocks on the door, destroying the moment, and I'm about to riot.

Can we just have one night without any interruptions? I know it's Thimon, because every time Luke is about to let his guard down with me, he comes running.

Luke blinks a few times, and the monster that stood before me is now gone. He gives me a smirk and grips my arms, pulling me to my feet. With a wave of his hand, I'm suddenly wearing a satin robe.

“You're dangerous, Little Devil,” he whispers, before kissing me softly. I sigh and turn, so he can answer the door.

“Thimon,” Luke snaps, and I can't hide my smile. I know I'm not the only one getting annoyed by his behavior.

“Pardon my bother, Sire, but that matter you asked me to look into is now finished,” he says.

Luke chuckles, and this time it has warning bells going off in my head and goosebumps filling my skin.

“Ah, yes, Little Devil, come here,” Luke says once Thimon leaves. Rubbing my arms, I'm trying to remove the sudden chill through my body.

When I turn to face Luke, I never expect to see him holding…

“Lucifer,” I squeal, and run over to him to take my long lost kitten. Tears prick my eyes, and I don't care that I'm falling ass over tit for my cat.

“I've missed you so much,” I blubber, and Luke doesn't know how to react to his soon-to-be wife's meltdown.

Luc purrs, and I clutch him close to my chest, basking in this reunion.

The mood from earlier is officially gone, and Luke grumbles while redressing himself.

I hardly noticed that he answered Thimon with his cock out, but now that I have, I think this future queen needs to set some ground rules.

“Where did you find him?” I ask Luke with a smile as he hands me some kind of old handkerchief.

“He was at the Academy,” Luke mumbles, avoiding my eyes for some reason, but I don't care right now.

“Thank you, really. Oh, and baby,” I say with a bat of my eyelashes, and he looks at me with his nostrils flaring. I've noticed he likes when I call him that.

I bite my bottom lip to hide my smile, and pout. “From now on, the only one allowed to see your cock is me, okay? I can be possessive, and Thimon is already on my shit list,” I coo, and Luke throws his head back with a laugh, nodding.

“Anything for you, Little Devil,” he says, then leans forward to scratch Lucifer behind the ears, but my naughty kitten growls and hisses at him.

I pick up my little furball and turn him so I can look into his slitted eyes.

“That wasn't nice,” I scold, then rub my nose against his little damp one before pulling him away and frowning.

Luke must notice because he seems on edge all of a sudden.

“What's wrong, Little Devil?”

I keep staring into my cat's eyes. “I can't hear him,” I mumble. “I mean, he was always snarky as hell, and a tad annoying, but…”

Shaking my head, I bend down and place Luke on the floor. “Shit, I think I may need to rename him. Will it be too confusing if I'm calling for Luke, but I'm not wanting you?”

“You can name him anything you want, Little Devil. He is yours.”

Closing my eyes, I smile and try to imagine the things we bought him that are still at the Academy.

I don't want to remember Donnie taking me shopping, or Wellson. The way he hated the cat, but they were learning to cohabitate together.

When I open my eyes, Luke is beaming with pride at my conjuring skills.

“Kane is a fine teacher. Maybe he should take over my class at the Academy,” he jokes, looking at all the cat toys and items that are now spread throughout the room, and I discreetly wipe under my eye.

I know that I left to save Wellson, and I am happy here with Luke, so why does my heart still ache like a piece of my soul is missing?

LUKE

I thought giving Silver her cat would make her happy, so why is she on the verge of tears right now?

Donovan is sitting on the edge of the bed, hissing his furry little face off at me, but Silver seems to be lost in thought.

Moving closer to her, I pull her into my arms and press kisses along her neck, reveling in her soft sighs and moans.

My cock is hard. I don't think it's even softened at all, since my Little Devil commanded that she was the only one who gets to see me naked from now on.

I love when she gets possessive. It's a huge turn on, and I have no qualms about obeying her.

Thimon’s obsession with me is getting old. At first, it was a great way to get him to follow my every command, but now I'm considering having him retire.

His animosity toward my bride needs to end, and I know for a fact he will never follow her orders.

He's stubborn, and yes, I'm the Devil, so I could make him listen, but he has become a friend over the last century or so, and I'd rather not force him.

He's an annoying little twit, but a confidant of sorts.

“Luke,” Silver moans when my mouth reaches her heaving chest. Her robe has come untied as if by magic.

I don't even care that we have an audience right now. I think it's time that Donovan learned that Silver Forest is mine.

Moving down her body, I continue to press closed mouth kisses along her stomach until I reach where she wants me to touch the most.

Laughing, I use my powers to move her to the bed, right next to her ‘cat’. She doesn't seem to notice or care as I climb to my feet and walk over to them.

Silver looks at me with her eyes half hooded and glazed with desire.

Moving back to my knees, I spread her legs wide and throw them over my shoulders.

I can't wait until tomorrow when I can officially claim her, but for right now, I think I’ll just have a little snack.

“No, it's my turn,” Silver coos, and I grin. Letting her get back on her knees, I step closer for her to grip my length and pull the tip to her lips.

Her tongue swirls around the crown as she tries to suck me deeper. Her lips are stretched to the max, but she's not giving up.

I think her enthusiasm is more of a turn on than the act itself. “Fuck, Little Devil, you were made to be my queen,” I groan as she sucks me in deeper, fighting her gag reflex.

Moving her hands up and down faster, while humming around my cock has me right on the edge.

What I wouldn't give to grip her hair and skull fuck her throat, but we are getting married tomorrow, and I can’t have her looking anything but pristine.

There will be eyes on us from all parties.

“Just like that, my bride. I'm going to come down your throat and you're going to swallow every drop of my seed,” I grunt, shifting my hips a little quicker as she bobs.

Saliva drips down my shaft as her mouth begins to glide deeper, taking more of me into her hot, dirty mouth.

Fuck, I toss my head back as I bust inside her mouth, and she cleans me up like the good little whore she's going to become for me.

It's a shame to waste my cum down her throat instead of breeding her. I can't wait until she's round with my child.

Looking up at me with swollen lips and watery eyes, I groan at how sinful she is…

How perfect.

KANE

The moment I returned Silver to the bed chambers, I knew that Luke was going to feast on her, and who am I to ignore a free meal. Using a spell to cloak myself, I plop my ass down in the hallway and wait.

It doesn’t take long until the swirls of their lust meet my gaze, and I breathe in the delicious taste of them together. It’s unlike anything I have ever fed on before, and I know that when I get my hands on Silver, she will keep me fed for centuries.

I wasn’t expecting to be interrupted by a grumbling Thimon as he stomped his way toward the door, holding a spelled man in the form of a cat. I stare into the cat’s eyes, knowing that he can see through my cloaking and groan.

Fuck, Luke, you are such a dumbass. How does he think this is going to play out?

Silver is still in love with those boys from the Academy, and here he is, turning one of them into an animal. It was bad enough when he pretended to be her cat, so he could get to know her better.

She is going to be livid when she finds out the truth.

I continue to watch as Thimon throws his pissfit that his King is sleeping with that little tart again. His words, not mine.

I find it funny how obsessed Luke’s little assistant is. I don’t think he’s going to try to do anything to Silver, but just in case, I mumble a spell that will make him stay two feet away from her at all times.

Taking a deep breath, he grumbles some more insults, then bangs on the door.

Donovan is hissing in his arms, and I wonder if Silver will be able to see through the spell. I’ve only given her a few lessons, but she’s more powerful than she knows.

“Pardon my bother, Sire, but that matter you asked me to look into is now finished,” he says as Luke opens the door, and I sigh. It looks like I won’t be having a full meal tonight after all, but the top up was nice.

Standing, I walk down the hall, into the room I have claimed as mine. Dropping my clothes as I walk, I don’t bother expelling any magic and head right for my shower.

Once the water is ready, I step under and grip my straining cock. The ladder piercings I have tingle as I rub some of Silver’s body wash—that I stole—over them. Her scent fills the shower, and with a few pumps of my hand, I’m cumming down the drain.

I hate how easy it is for me to blow my load. For once, I would like some actual foreplay, and to enjoy myself. Maybe after the wedding, and things calm down, I can tie Silver to my bed and keep her for the whole night.

Yeah, that sounds like a good plan to me.