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“You sure know how to talk your way out of trouble, Professor.” I cocked a brow and he smirked at my expression.

“I know how to lick my way out of it too, Miss Vega.” He grinned suggestively and I laughed as he tugged me out of the door.

“Magical signatures,” he said in that professor tone that got me all hot. “The elite are registered at birth. I had a special device so I could get a reading on you.”

“Hmm, what kind of special device?”

“It’s a long, hard device that lives between my legs. And it likes you a lot,” he played along and the dimple in his right cheek appeared, making me lean forward to lick it. 🤭

“Um, Darcy, can I talk to you?”

“Not right now, Polaris,” Orion snapped, waving a hand so a gust of air crashed into Diego and sent him flying out the door with the last of the students

“That was rude.” He flicked a hand to cast a silencing bubble then shot toward me, taking my breath right out of my lungs as he threw me back onto Tyler’s desk and pressed his tongue between my lips.

“I am rude.”

“That’s so unfair,” Tyler complained.

“Fair is a concept,” Orion said with a shrug.

“But you’re a Libra! You’re all about fairness.”

“…Libras are about justice. And I decide what that means to me. And if I say that Tory Vega can have a bake sale and employ her sister as a cupcake stand, then I will be the first in line for the grand opening. But you, Corbin. Do not have that right…”

“Do not eat in my classroom!” Orion barked, his harsh tone sending an injection of adrenaline into my veins.

Tyler gaped at him, swivelling in his seat to point at Tory who was still munching on her pastry. “But Tory Vega’s eating!” he complained.

“I don’t care if Tory Vega is starting her own bakery back there and using Polaris as a rolling pin, I’m talking to you, Corbin.” 🤣🤣

Then he looked up and his gaze slammed into mine. I released a breath that had been trapped in my lungs and a smile hooked up the corner of my mouth. His eyes danced with light for a moment and I swear I could have swum in that light forever.

i will devour any bluelance moment 💙

i’m glad orion finally told darius about him & darce

“That was a cute move!” Rozanov chirped as he skated by Scott. “I fucking love old-timers hockey!”

fucking love him

dude ugh stop being so stubborn and let him pay off your loan

“Food was good,” Kip said conversationally.

“Was it? I wasn’t really paying attention.”

“Distracted?”

“Maybe.”

“You look like you’re still hungry.”

Scott shuddered out a breath. “Goddammit, Kip.”

Kip gave him one of those sexy smiles that Scott normally loved so much, but here…

Kip’s eyes darted down to Scott’s crotch, and his smile widened. 😛

Scott leaned a little closer, pushing his luck. “It’s going to be a long night.”

Kip was staring at his mouth. Scott watched his Adam’s apple bob as he swallowed.

When Kip replied, his voice had shifted to that ragged Brooklyn drawl that Scott loved so much. “Should have a hell of an ending, though.”

“I can’t wait,” Scott breathed.

“Me neither.” 😏

“Call in sick,” Scott murmured against his skin.

“I can’t! And you have a game tonight. You’ll be busy.”

“Go in late. I’ll write you a note.”

Kip laughed. “What would it say?”

“‘Sorry Kip is late, but Scott Hunter was riding his dick.’” LMAO

Kip heard a cap being opened, and he smelled something sweet and fruity. Then Scott’s hands were on him, rubbing oil into his damp, clean skin.

“Blueberry massage oil,” Scott said. “Couldn’t resist.”

“You bought that for me?”

“I did.”

“Does it taste like blueberries or just smell like them?”

Scott’s tongue ran up his spine, hot and slick. “Tastes like ’em,” he confirmed. 🤭

THE SOCKS!!!!

“Seems a bit…generous. Isn’t it?”

“It’s completely selfish, actually. I want to see you in a tux that was tailored to your gorgeous body. I might not be able to dance with you that night, but you’ll know I’ll be wishing I was.”

Scott kissed him again and murmured, “I want you wearing the suit I bought you. And later, when we’re alone, I want to take it off you.”

“What do you want to do with me?” Kip drawled.

“I don’t know. I’ve… There are a lot of things I’ve thought about.”

“Pick your favorite,” he said. “Or, hell, pick your top ten. I’ve got plenty of time.”

Scott spent the rest of the evening chatting with different people, but he kept scanning the room for Kip. Their eyes met a couple of times. The first time, Scott quickly looked away, embarrassed. The second time, though, he let his gaze linger, and he was rewarded with an adorable grin from Kip that caused Scott’s stomach to flip.

the boys mention 😛

forget about the alleged affair for a sec - using her book as a coffee coaster is absolutely diabolical and divorce-worthy

It takes another ten minutes to realize that the focus on Susan’s faux pas is already fading. Overshadowed by something else—the question of Nika’s “boyfriend,” the one mentioned in Susan’s message. Because, as it happens, Nika Geary doesn’t have a boyfriend. Maeve sits up.

“Um, there’s one with blueberries and pineapple and kale—but you can’t taste the kale, I swear! It’s good. I like it.”

“That would be the… Blue Moon Over Brooklyn?”

“Yeah. All the names here are kinda dumb.”

The man pointed a long finger at Kip’s name tag. “I like your name.”

Kip glanced at his own name on the tag, as if he didn’t know what it said. Like an idiot.

damn

i need kenzo and jaxon to fuck

“Yeah.” Kenzo shoves his hands in his pockets. “I’ve got a few ideas.”

“I don’t suppose you want to share?” asks Sienna, lifting the glass to her lips before she realizes that it’s empty.

“I would,” says Kenzo with a crooked smile, “but then…well, you know…”

“You’d have to kill me?”

“Right. And I’d really rather not.”

maybe i’m delulu but i see chemistry

“Have I told you how exceptionally beautiful you look tonight, Darcy?” The words poured out of me before I could stop them, because not speaking them was an impossibility. 💙

orion swimming pool pov 😏 can’t fucking wait

My [Orion] hand fell to her [Darcy] waist, pinching the material of her dress as I leaned in to the maddening urges in me to get closer to her. She was the sun embodied and I’d spent so long in the dark, all I wanted was a few moments in its heat. Was that really such a crime?

The images changed again and I really had to fight my surprise as I caught sight of Max standing on the bar with his shirt off and the navy scales of his Siren Order coating his dark skin. He had his pants unbuckled and his cock in his hand as he used his water magic to make it rain over himself like he was taking part in a porn shoot.

oh max 🤣

I didn’t look at Darcy again. I was going to three wise monkeys the fuck out of this problem. Because I was officially going to see no Blue. Hear no Blue. Speak no star damned Blue.🤣

“How’s that funny? My colleague died, Lance,” she said in horror.

“Right yeah, it was just how he died that was amusing,” I tried to cover my ass.

“Being blasted to pieces in front of his family by a maniac?”

Great. He had to die horrifically, didn’t he? Couldn’t have died drowning in a whirlpool of Griffin shit. Selfish bastard. LMAO