Chapter 12: Professor Luka

I could sense her powers before she walked into my classroom, she was as strong as a God, but her powers were different than any I had ever encountered before. Who was she, what was she, and why did I feel the sudden need to posses her? I have never felt that need before. While I have bedded many women before, I’ve never felt a connection to one. This connection was I felt towards her, was strange. It wasn’t one based on love and companionship like a mate bond. It was more animalistic in nature, I felt the need to own and control her. Could she have activated the powers I’d always new were buried deep down thanks to my bloodline; the powers of Loki, the God of Mischief and Erie, the Goddess of Chaos. Did I want to posses her so I could use her powers to create chaos in the world.

I hated that my divine gifts came from Loki and Iris, whenever I went, people flinched in my presence, expecting destruction to follow me. What most people didn’t know was that my bloodline wasn’t that strong. My great great great grandfather was the son of Loki and Iris’ coupling. My great great and my great grandfather both married a human. My father practically a human, his divine blood practically non existent, married my mother, the daughter of Discordia and a human. Apparently mom’s genes were just strong enough to pass onto me and active my dad’s genes as well, making me just a tad stronger than the normal demigod and giving me the powers of Loki, Iris, and Discordia; a trifecta of chaos. I had never unlocked my dark divine gifts. I made sure for the last nine years to keep them locked and under key, that was until I met Katrina, one whiff of her powers, and the darkness inside of me is trying to crawl out of it’s pit.

Beckett is trying to pull superiority over me, and I won’t let that shit stand. He isn’t anyone right now. He is still only a heir, he isn’t king yet, and even if he was king he wouldn’t be my king, that would be Miles. And the Headmaster knew not to fuck with me. I was more powerful than him and he needed me as a teacher, I was crucial in helping those of Divine blood manifest and control their Godly given gifts. Without me, the academy would be a dangerous place. It was an ironic situation, me; a descendant of chaos was the only person who could control the chaos at this school. Reminding Beckett of my authority, I wasn’t surprised when he sat down. I couldn’t help but study his beautiful mate’s backside as she watched Beckett walk to the back of the classroom. The skirt to her uniform was almost too short to cover her curvy ass. I could almost see the bottom of her ass cheeks; if she stood a few steps higher I would be able to. She had long gorgeous blond hair that hung just above her lower back, she’d left it perfectly straight. When she turned around I lowered my gaze, not wanting her to know I was checking her out. Although I could feel her gaze staring at me. And I could hear her thoughts, as she imagined what I would look like with my shirt off.

Her thoughts were the loudest in the class, most of the students by now had learned to block me and other descendants of Chaos. It was one of the first lessons they learned in sparring. The Valkyrie didn’t want anyone to have advantage over the other; to learn the true nature of sparring one must hone in on the skill, because in the midst of battle, even the descendants of chaos couldn’t use their mind reading ability to take advantage of their opponent.

I stood up abruptly from my desk, almost knocking my chair backwards in the process. I needed to discover Katrina’s powers now, maybe then I would be able to understand why her presence called to gifts.

“Katrina, if you would follow me this way please. To the rest of my class, practice the defensive mechanism we learned yesterday with the someone who is the same power level as you but has the opposite power as your own. That means, Sky Kingdom with the Underground Kingdom, And Earth Kingdom with Sea Kingdom. Once Katrina and I get back, you’ll each demonstrate what you’ve learned.”

I walked quickly out the door, trying to put some space between us. I didn’t trust myself not to throw her up against the wall and sink my raging hard cock in her tight little cunt. My primal instinct was calling me to dominate her. Perhaps if I became the dominant then I could control my gifts urges to come crawling to her. I shook my head at my thoughts, that was chaos speaking, to fuck not only one but four direct descendants of the Gods and Goddess themselves was a call for war, and war brought chaos and destruction, something my body was badly craving.

I almost didn’t hear Katrina when she asked where we were going, her question breaking chaos’ control over my body.

““To the fields outside, they are the safest location when trying to unearth someone’s divine gift.” I respond.

She seems nervous when she asks if I’ve always been able to sense gifts. I’m not sure what’s causing her nervousness, but when I try to pry deeper into her thoughts, I met with a block that wasn’t there a few minutes ago; her prefrontal cortex also felt different. Earlier in class it provided me with peace, now I felt like I was being swallowed by a darkness that would take away everything good in me. It was weird I had never felt a place of thoughts having multiple auras before. I knew that diving in with my powers and seeking hers would be more difficult than I originally imagined. We would need to be connected and our skin as bare as the day we were born. I couldn’t afford having our power merging effected, if I let our powers merge for too long we would be bonded, and I knew her mates wouldn’t be ecstatic about that.

“Is it okay if I leave my undergarments on?” She asks her face taking on a pink shade, immediately after I tell her we will need to undress to merge our powers.

While it would be easier if she was completely bare, I didn’t want her to feel uncomfortable. I needed her to be comfortable with me so she could let down her shield as my powers entered into her body. So respond to her as honestly as I possibly can in this situation. “Yes, that should be fine, if for some reason it effects the discovery, we can strip them off.”

She seems relieved when I tell her she can keep some of her modesty. She begins to take off her clothing and I am frozen in place, watching her undress was one of the most erotic things I have watched in my life. Her skin is perfect, not a blemish in sight, her boobs are slightly larger than her blouse made them appear, they were too perfect mounds that sat so close together there was no space between them, making her cleavage appear down near perfect. Her beautiful chest led down to a flat toned stomach, that had a naval piercing in it, one that represented the night sky with a crescent moon dangling from it. Her tiny red panties sat just below her curvy waist. And then there were her long perfect legs. I looked over her body once more, taking in her perfect hour glass figure before she clears her throat breaking me from my trance.
“I’m ready if you are.” She replies with a cheeky knowing smile on her face.

And there it was, she was a woman with confidence which made her even more desirable. I quickly snapped my fingers making my clothing disappear. I couldn’t help by return her cheeky smile as I saw her biting her bottom lip as her eyes ravaged my perfectly toned six pack abs and my chiseled chest, as images of her running her tongue down my chest took place in her mind. I chuckled quietly before informing her that I could hear her every thought, laughing a little harder, when I saw her face tinge pink.

“Okay, we are going to start by holding hands, when I start sending my power over to you, I want you to visualize letting me in. You will feel tiny vibrations touching your body, that is the sign that I’m sending my power towards you. “

“Okay,” she nodded enthusiastically wanting to get this show on the road.

I gripped her hand and was surprise by how quickly my powers drifted from my body calling to hers. She let out a barely audible oh as she was hit by the vibrations of power. I was met with a solid wall of resistance.

“Try to let me in,” I whispered to her softly, “Close your eyes and imagine you’re opening a door for me, allowing me inside.”

I could see her trying to picture a door, but the image was unstable. I let go of her hand and took a small step back.

“What is it? Is something wrong, am I not good enough to be here?” She asked voicing her worries.

“No, I haven’t even entered your body yet. You’re blocking me.”

“Oh.” She whispered quietly, “Is there something else we can try.”

“There is one more thing we can try, although you may be opposed to it.”

“I am willing to try anything.” She responded, a look of determination on her face. “The more that I can find out about myself the better.”

I had read her file, I knew she was an orphan who had never been adopted. She had grown up in the orphanage from the day her parents dropped her off with just a letter and a book, until the day she turned eighteen and aged out of the orphanage. She then had to get her own apartment.
“I would need to hold your body tightly against mine, if the power sharing doesn’t work just by our bodies touching more, then I would need to slip my tongue into your mouth, basically opening an entrance for my powers to seep through.”

She hesitated for a moment. “If you’re certain this will work, then I am willing to try.”

“I am positive, this is the most extreme version of power sharing. It’s usually only used between the Gods themselves and a relative of Loki, if not Loki himself. You’re strong enough that you will be able to survive the invasiveness of my powers into your body.” I replied trying to reassure her.

“How do you know I am strong enough if you haven’t tapped into my powers yet?” She asks.

“I can feel them radiating off of your body, they’re calling to some of powers, that I have buried deep down. I am sure others can feel your gift calling to them as well.”

“Okay,” She responded stepping closer to me, “I am ready.”

I open my arms and let her snuggle into my chest her arms tightening around my neck as I wrap mine around her waist, pulling her tightly against me. My powers already calling to her, trying to find a way in. The vibrations are stronger, the wall less stable, but still she is blocking me. I release on of my hands from her waist, and place my hand firmly on her chin, making her look up at me. I feel her breathing increase, she knows what is about to happen. I slam my lips against her ferociously letting my primal instincts take over a little. I kiss her roughly, sucking her bottom lip into my mouth before I bite into it. I am not gentle and it causes her to let out a gasp, giving my tongue access to her mouth, as soon as my tongue touches hers, I can feel my power flowing into her body, calling to hers. I am surprised when my minds eye is greeted with images of bright whiteness a symbol of purity. Sitting in the middle are four elements, the Earth represented by plants, the Sky represented by flowing air, the Sea represented by waves crashing against a cliff, and the Underworld represented by a raging fire. On one side of the elements is a beautiful white angel wing, one the other side is something to blurry for my powers to see, making me wonder if it is a fallen angel wing, instead of white the wing would appear black. My gift didn’t allow me to see demonic powers .

I pulled away from her breaking the kiss and calling my powers back to me, I could feel our powers intertwining and if I wasn’t quick enough a bond would form. I could already feel a small one forming, if it remained this small it would be gone before next Monday. I was worried about our powers forming a perfect knot, one that was impossible to break. The harder I pulled for my magic, the more resistance I felt, then I realized that Katrina was trying to lock my power in with hers.

“Katrina, if you don’t want to be bonded to me forever, then put up a mental shield NOW.” I demanded, sighing with a relief when I felt my powers being expelled from her body.

“So?” She asked me her eyes racing with unanswered questions.

“Your partner is 100% A-Okay.” I reply to her earning a small smile, “We do have a teeny tiny bond, but should break within a day or two as long as we don’t come into close contact with each other, meaning for the rest of this week I’ll pair you up with Beckett.” Once again a smile lined her face. “As for your powers. You most definitely are the true mate to the Gods of the four kingdoms. You have all four elements as well as some angelic powers. I noticed one pure white angel wing, and I am almost certain there was another wing; but I couldn’t make out the image, it was extremely grainy and I felt like the image had been pushed to the very back of your mind.”

She nodded her head, a quiet gesture but I could tell something was up.

“Do you need time to discuss what happened?” I ask her trying to get to the bottom of this sudden mood swing.

“No, it’s fine.” She responded throwing her clothes back on, “Let’s just get back to class, I am sure Beckett and the other students are patiently waiting.”

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