Reckless Souls (Saints Academy, #1)(111)

answer me,” she pleads, sweating trickling down the side of her face as I thrust into her hard and fast

once, twice, three times as I think.

My heart feels like it’s about to beat out of my chest, my skin feels like electricity is coursing

through the veins beneath, my body burning with an insatiable need. “No, no it hasn't,” I admit

truthfully, and she curses again.

“Holy fuck it’s going to happen again,” she murmurs, a delirious yet curious tone to her voice, and

I frown in confusion, refusing to stop my thrusts, my grip tightening on her waist enough that it’ll leave

bruises.

“What is?”

She doesn’t respond right away, the sound of our skin slapping together the only noise to fill the

room. But when she does finally speak, her words leave me breathless.

“This is how it felt with Xander, Adonis,” she says with a gasp, her eyes flaring red. It takes a

moment for me to understand what she’s saying, my body roaring to life as I stare at her in disbelief.

“If we carry on, you’re going to take that condom off and…” she doesn’t need to say the rest, I

already know where it will lead.

Holy. Fucking. Shit.

My movements halt altogether, and she growls at me through thin lips. “I didn’t fucking say to

stop,” she hisses, her chest heaving rapidly as she glares at me through the mirror. “Shit, I’m sorry,

this is hard for me,” she adds, a whimper playing at the corner of her mouth as she tries to take a deep

breath.

Gaping at her, I try to find the right words to say, the right questions to ask, but I come up blank.

As if my body has a mind of its own, it retreats from her body, my hands dragging the latex from my

cock, and I slam back inside her without a single word.

“Oh, Gods,” she screams as I look down at where we’re joined, my body trembling with the new

sensations washing over me. It’s almost like relief, yet euphoric all at once.

I can’t stop chasing the need, the desire, everything with her, when I hear her call my name.

“Oh my Gods, Adonis. Adonis!”

I look up to meet her gaze in the mirror and falter when my own eyes capture my attention.

Lilac.

My eyes are fucking lilac.





Chapter 33

Rhea

E very fiber of my body is set to detonate with his touch. It’s like I’m watching this thing between

us from the outside in third person. I’ve been through this once before, I didn’t even consider it

would happen again, but that’s my own fault for burying it at the back of my mind for the most

part, not wanting to venture into what ifs.

But now here we are, sweat clinging to us as we gape at Adonis’ lilac colored eyes, unable to

stop fucking hard and fast against the vanity as our magic takes over, leaving no room for anything

else.

My heart lurches as he leans closer, his fingertips burning into my molten skin as he reaches

around to pinch my clit, and I explode. My body heaves with relief, exhaustion, and raw emotion as

wave after wave of pleasure flutters through me, but as my feelings heighten, the next wave of ecstasy

releases a scream from my lips, and the mirror shatters before us.

Thousands, maybe millions of shards dance around us, and I hiss as a few graze my skin, but it

does nothing to dilute the pleasure that Adonis gives me. His moves become jagged, his hips

slamming into me without caution, before he lets out an almighty roar in my ear, and my pussy

clenches again in response to his cock spasming.

“Fuck, Rhea. Fuck,” he groans with a gasp, the entire situation feeling unreal as we slowly climb

down from our high.

Panting, with my palms splayed out wide on the vanity, I scramble to piece everything together. I

can’t see Adonis properly, not now that the glass is everywhere but on the wall, and I’m desperate to

get a look at his stunning lilac eyes once more.

We did that. Our connection brought his magic to the forefront, leaving me utterly slayed at the

sheer beauty of this man. I’m screwed, so beyond screwed that I can’t even comprehend how this is

even my life.

Down the road, we’ll declare that we should have been more cautious, taken more time to

consider things, especially since we have already seen the beginning of this with Xander, but right

now, none of that even matters. Not one bit.

Our magic took from one another, claiming what was theirs, and now we get to bask in the

afterglow before reality sets in.

I feel Adonis’ hand brush against my spine as he leans forward, bracing his forehead against me,

and I take a calming breath as his cock still somehow manages to spasm inside of me.

“Adonis,” I finally murmur, a tingle running down my spine at a sudden chill in the air, but before

he can respond, the door leading to my room is swung open, splintering into pieces as it ricochets off

the wall, shocking us both at the intrusion.



What the fuck?

I blink repeatedly, confused and stunned at the sight of Zellus before us. I stare into his black eyes,