Scholomance 9, Logan Jacobs [best books for 8th graders TXT] 📗

she shook her head. “Just another reason why I’d prefer the other table.”

“Will classes start tomorrow?” Revna asked, and she could barely mask the excitement in her voice. “Should I bring anything with me?”

“Just your wand,” Faye said before she turned to look at Samara. “Are you also excited about joining classes? Or will you even be joining?”

“I-I dunno,” Samara said in a trembling voice. “I think I am?”

“Just try to relax, Samara,” I said before I reached over to grab her soft hand. “It will be alright. We’ll figure it all out tomorrow.”

The former elder’s rosy lips curled into a demure smile before she nodded and stared intently at me. As my hand touched hers, I could feel her energy shift, like she was suddenly itching for something. It took me a moment, but I quickly recognized what she was longing for.

The golden-haired beauty looked at me the way my women stared at me when I was about to plunge my cock deep inside them. Her lids were half-hooded, her cheeks burned with desire, and her breathing was deep and labored. I could smell her arousal from across the table, and it made blood rush to my cock as I stared long and hard at her. Still, I forced myself to momentarily set my animalistic urges aside and focus on the banquet set for us in celebration of our return. It was difficult to concentrate on anything, but I managed to maintain self-control until the music came to a slow stop.

“Attention, students!” Theodora’s commanding voice echoed through the hallway. “I think it’s time we send our champions off to bed. Tomorrow, a new day will begin, and a new fight will ensue. But for now, rest well and let your minds be at ease.”

The students and professors all muttered their agreements and began to leave the room in an organized order. When there was barely anyone left in the hall, I stood up with my women and Vanessa, but as soon as I got to my feet, Theodora’s voice cut through the air like glass.

“Ah, Cole,” she said, “would you please stand behind for a moment? I’d like a private word with you and Samara.”

“Of course,” I said, and when I looked at the other women, their eyes were filled with exhaustion. “Go to bed, that’s a direct order. We’ll reconnect in the morning, right before class.”

“Are you certain, master?” Marina asked with an arched purple eyebrow.

“Yes,” I replied without hesitation. “You all deserve a full night of sleep. If one of you could share a bed with Revna, I would appreciate it. I’ll create rooms for her and Samara tomorrow.”

It pained me a little to send the women off into their own private quarters, but as much as they were thirsting for my cock, tonight belonged to Samara. I would spend the entire night making her mine, and for her first time, I knew she would prefer to be alone.

“Thank you, master,” the women responded in unison before they turned around and headed for the door.

Vanessa lingered behind, and before she looked at me, she stared down at her hands and clumsily fumbled with her fingers. She sighed deeply when her eyes met mine, and it looked like whatever she wanted to say, it was painful for her.

“Cole, before I leave,” she said in a low voice. “I’d like to say it’s been… good… to fight by your side. You fought incredibly and never faltered, even when moments were at their direst.”

“Thank you, Professor.” I smiled. “As did you. We would have never survived the journey without you by our side.”

“Err, well, now with that out of the way,” she said before she cleared her throat. “I’ll see you in class tomorrow morning. Don’t be late.”

“Goodnight, Vanessa,” I chuckled.

The professor took a moment to look at me, and for a second there, I thought she was going to say something, but instead, she simply shook her head, lifted her skirt, and swiftly left the grand hall.

Then I turned to face Theodora, and she flashed me a small smile before she stared at Samara.

“Welcome,” she purred with a small nod.

“Thank you,” the golden-haired woman responded in a meek voice. “I-I appreciate you taking me in… considering my past sins.”

“We try to give second chances when we see potential,” Theodora replied. “And Cole argued for your potential. Just be sure to not take it for granted, Miss Samara.”

“I vow not to,” Samara responded quickly.

“Is this what you wanted, Headmistress?” I asked before I dug into my waistband and pulled out the second artifact.

“No,” Theodora responded as she shook her head. “You’ll be needing that shortly… all I wanted to say was how grateful I am to see you back. Tomorrow, we will have a long talk, but for now, please enjoy your night… both of you.”

“Thank you.” I nodded. “Sleep well, Headmistress.”

I guided Samara by the small of her back out of the hall, and we walked in silence all the way up to the common room. I pushed the painting back and stepped past the threshold, and Samara took a moment to study the living room, the fireplace where the familiars slept, and the two stairwells.

“This all belongs to you?” she asked in a soft voice.

“Yes,” I replied, and all I wanted to do was take her to my bedroom. “Well, it belongs to all my women as well. Soon, it will also be yours.”

“Speaking of possessions, are you going to make me yours?” Samara asked before she slowly turned around and looked deeply into my eyes. “Because I want to belong to you… tonight.”

“Follow me, then,” I whispered, and all I wanted to do was rip her clothes off right here, but I maintained self-control. “Your wish will be granted soon enough.”

I headed upstairs