Katrina

"What do you mean by I'm a first-year?" I ask Beckett as we walk down the hall toward Luka's class.



"Ah. I guess we really haven't had time to talk about school and what not." Beckett replies sheepishly. "I'm the oldest at twenty-six, I should have graduated last year, but as you know, I took a year off of school to recuperate after the events in the sea kingdom. So Miles and I are both in our senior years this year. We only have to attend our major and then one minor magical class. Miles's major is Sparring since he's the son of the God and Goddess of war. His minor, like mine, is magical studies since he has an earth affinity. I'm taking a Hydrology enhancement class that isn't available your first year for my major. That time I took you with me to practice your water skills; it was one of the weekly tutoring sessions I help with. Which, yes, is voluntary, but I'm not the saint most people think I am. I tutor water skills because I want only the strongest water wielders in my kingdom. I don't want a repeat of the... incident."



"So that makes Miles twenty-five?" I ask, finding it incredible that I've given these men my body and heart and have practically signed my life over to them but have no clue how old they are.



"Yeah, he's a few months short of being a complete year younger than me. Next comes Samael. He's in his third year, and he's twenty-four. He's practically ruled the underworld since he was sixteen, but his father can't officially step aside until Samael graduates from Divine Academy. As a third-year, he's required to attend Magical enhancement classes; his major is in Angelic and Demonic studies because he still deals with demons daily in the underworld, and he hasn't decided on a minor yet, so he's also on a two-classes per day schedule. Aphelion is 22. He's the baby in the group. He's on a three-class-a-day schedule and hasn't started his major course yet. He completed tested out of magical enhancement, which is why he isn't required to take it and why he makes guest appearances from time to time."



These men, all four of them, they're all incredible. I still can't believe that I'm their mate. The person who is practically failing A&D studies and can't enhance her magical abilities. At least I'm acing sparring thanks to Miles's coaching, and I think I'm doing okay in magical studies, but I've only been to one class, so who really knows. At least I'll have Luka to help guide me through that class. I guess that's one good thing about boing my professor.



"You said you can't inherit the throne until you've completed your studies here at DA, but I've heard you all talk about forcing your parents to abdicate the throne. Won't that leave the throne available for anyone to take?" I ask, curious how things will go if the council meeting is a dud.



"Passing over the throne is different from a forced takeover. If we beat our parents during a duel for the throne, it automatically becomes ours. As an heir, the throne is our birthright which means it can be given to us when we come of age. Coming of age in the divine kingdoms means graduating DA."



So they quite literally meant forcing their parents' hand. I cringed at the thought. I couldn't imagine causing my men to fight their families for me. I wasn't that special. Being their mate shouldn't mean that my men must fight against their loved ones. I wouldn't allow it. I will pass the council's inspection and watch my men inherit their thrones peacefully.



We reached Luka's classroom, and Beckett led me to my seat, placing my books on my desk, before leaning in and kissing me. "I'll see you at dinner. Please try to behave, darling." He whispers in my ear after he brushes my hair behind it.



"It's not my fault if trouble always seems to find me." I hiss back quietly, wanting to roll my eyes at him. He chuckles before leaving my desk and going to Luka's, where my other beautiful, mysterious mate stands facing the wall as he jots down something foreign. Okay, maybe it is written in English, but it makes no sense to me. Looks like I'll be lost in yet another class today.



Beckett leans over and whispers something to Luka, who barely nods in acknowledgment, not bothering to look away from the chalkboard. I try not to stare at Luka's ass as he's standing in front of me, but holy fuck, he looks smashing in Samael's suit. All I can think about is getting him out of it.



As Beckett leaves the room, Luka turns toward me, fire glazing in his eyes. I smile sheepishly, forgetting that he can feel and hear my thoughts thanks to my magical ability. When the bell chimes signaling the beginning of class, Luka looks away from me and gives his entire attention to the classroom full of students. He goes over a recap of a previous lesson and mentions that midterms will be two weeks from now; today, we are to review how to cast a simple protection shield, and then we will be asked to perform it in front of the class while Luka throws an object at us.



"KATRINA," Luka calls in his loud, sharp professor tone. "Since you've missed so much of class, you'll need to practice with me in the confinement room. I can't have any of your powers going astray and harming a student."



There are some chuckles all around the classroom, but with one sharp look from Luka, the class is silent. "The rest of you, continue to practice your shields, and don't forget, even though I am not present, I can still see who is or isn't on task."



Luka beckons me to follow him into a room attached to the classroom, and I try my hardest not to skip with joy, instead choosing to look at my feet as I shuffle slowly behind him. Luka slams the door, making himself appear annoyed with the situation before he waves his hand over the room, and blue jets of magic shoot out.



Before I can ask him what's up, he grabs me around the waist, wrapping my legs around him, and slams me up against a wall, kissing me frantically, causing all the questions in my mind to disappear. I kiss him back just as frantically, my hands shaking as I try to undo each antagonizing button on his shirt. Frustrated with how long it's taking me to undo his buttons, I forget them and instead slide my hands up his shirt, running my fingers over his toned abdomen and enjoying the feel of his skin on mine. Luka is seemingly more skilled at undoing buttons as he's already slid my shirt halfway down my arms, baring my overly obnoxious chest to his skillful mouth and tongue. His eyes widen as he takes in the size of my chest, but he's too absorbed in kissing and caressing my breasts with his tongue to say anything. His hands are cupping my bottom as he begins to kneed into it, his actions causing me to drip with need for him.



"Please, Luka." I moan quietly against his neck, "I need you."



He quickly answers my request as he rips my panties off to the side and shoves two fingers inside, pumping into me quickly while I reach my hands down and undo his zipper. Just when I can feel an orgasm creeping up, thanks to his skillful fingers, he pulls out of me and lines himself against my hole before thrusting me down onto him, making me take his full length in one motion. Having him plunge into me so quickly throws me over the edge as I cum hard against him, squeezing him with my walls. He continues to thrust quickly into me, fighting against my tightened walls to allow himself entrance every time he pulls out. He doesn't give me time to crawl back up from my first orgasm, and before I know it, I'm falling apart again in his arms, but at least this time, he's falling with me.



"Fuck." Luka groans as he slowly unsheaths himself from me and sets me gently down on the ground.



"Fuck is an understatement, Professor," I reply breathlessly. "I sure hope that blue sparky thing you did beforehand was to soundproof this room; if not, I'm sure every student knows what went down here."



Luka chuckles as he takes me into his arms and kisses my lips gently, "Of course, that's what that was. I can't have the school spreading rumors about you, Kit-Kat."



"Why Kit-Kat?" I ask as I straighten out my school uniform, trying to make myself look like I haven't just recently been fucked into oblivion by my hot professor.



"Because I'm addicted to you as much as I am to the candy." He replies, fixing the buttons on his button-down and readjusting his sleeves.



"So is this where you take all your female students or just the lucky ones?" I tease, raising my eyebrows.



"Only you," Luka replies. " I didn't realize how hard it would be to be away from you and Samael all day until I heard your voice when you walked into the room with Beckett. I wanted to take you right then and there and engulf myself in everything that is you, which is why I was staring so intently at the chalkboard."



"Well, I am glad you gave into your temptation, but we really should study something before I fail my favorite professor's class," I state, sitting at the table with a pile of books in front of it.



"Read and memorize up to chapter ten," Luka states, easily leaving mate mode and returning to my professor. "I'm going to test half the class. When I come back, I'll expect you to have grasped the shielding concept, and I'll bring you upfront to test your abilities."



'But.." I begin to protest.



"No buts, Katrina. I haven't had a student fail my class yet, and I'm not about to start." Luka replies before leaving me alone in the room with my books.



I roll my eyes at him. So much for fucking the professor and getting an easy A.

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