"Logan Cross, you can't stop me from going to school today." I crossed my arms defiantly over my oversized "My Men, My Rules" shirt that Nixon and Braxton bought yesterday. I hadn't even made a claim on them, but I actually really liked the shirt and asked Nixon to go buy me one in every color. Ya, I know, a little obsessive but it's a really nice shirt and big enough I don’t have to wear pants.
"I'm gonna run away so you can have your little fight." Nixon yawned, picking up bunny Alice who was nibbling on a carrot.
"Bye. Don't think too hard. The nurse said anger increases brain activity and causes headaches," Alice stressed in my head in a hushed tone.
You don't need to whisper, you know.
"Whisper, whisper, whisper," Alice replied and I smiled at both of them before they exited the room, closing the door behind them.
"Why does everyone leave when they think we're going to fight?"
"Well..." I began and Logan sighed.
"Because violence doesn't solve anything. Okay, I won't argue with you."
I grinned and he walked over to where I stood. I uncrossed my arms and he pulled me into a hug. I wrapped my arms tightly around him while his left arm settled around my waist and his right hand stroked my hair.
It was Friday and I'd been forced against my will to stay home all week. I guess it was more because I almost face planted the floor on Tuesday, Kage catching me just in time. Thanks to that little incident, the guys wouldn't let me do anything. I couldn't even switch to Jinn. How boring.
"Can't I go, Logan?" I whispered pleadingly. He was quiet but his arm tightened around me. "Are you worried?" I asked.
The room was silent as seconds passed before he finally responded. "Yes."
"Savannah cleared me and I got a scan done yesterday with Maximus. I'm fine Logan." I pulled back to meet his eyes.
"I..." He trailed off, his struggle to give me an answer appeared in his conflicted expression. "I just don't want you getting hurt like that again. I know you can't avoid school anymore and midterms are next week, but I need you to be careful and not put yourself in danger like that again."
"It wasn't that..." I began but his eyes darkened and I closed my mouth.
"Jewel, you haven't had a seizure in years. Now you have to take your meds to ensure it doesn't happen again,” he reminded me. I bit my lip, looking away.
"I get it, but I couldn't just lose. I made it this far. Why is it fair that I have to do poorly not because I lacked in power, but because of Zane's 'I want friends' plot?" I whined.
Logan took a deep inhale and brushed my cheek to make me look back at him. "It's not fair. I definitely agree with you and that's what the professor thought when she failed Zane."
"What?! Ms. Landsford failed him?!" I exclaimed.
Logan nodded. "If it wasn't for the fact Zane's a Park and they've contributed to the school's growth for years, she flatly pointed out that she would have voted for Zane to be reconsidered and made to apply again next year."
"It's...not because of me, right?" I asked hesitantly, not wanting to be the cause of Zane’s failure.
Logan leaned in, giving me a tender kiss on the lips. "It's not because of you. It’s due to the fact that he was influenced to act against what he was required to do. He was assigned our team and the point of the test was teamwork and combined strength. If he was so easily influenced by friends, he could be manipulated by the enemy and used against us. That's why it’s a big deal. Being a mage warrior doesn't only mean fighting. There are negotiations and underlying tactics used to save people’s lives and in that test, you and Maximus could have lost yours."
I swallowed the lump in my throat at the thought. I knew everyone was right, that if this was a real-life situation in the field, I could have actually died and now with my seizure condition having resurfaced, it could affect me long-term.
Logan studied my expression before taking my face in his hands and kissing me again, but deeper this time. My hand squeezed the side of his black shirt, hiding the way they trembled. He didn't know how stressful it was staying home in bed and how each day that passed left me more anxious about the future.
Even with everything that happened, it was the first time I felt like I wanted to try and give this girl-to-boy gig a shot. To put forth 100%; even if I ended up failing, I could at least say I gave it my all. I didn't want that being taken away from me because I wasn't physically and mentally strong enough to deal with the aftermath of a 'test gone wrong.’
Logan slowly backed me up against the wall next to our bunk bed, his mouth devouring my moans as his hands moved from my face to trail down the side of my waist and stop at my hips.
His groin pressed against mine and I moaned loudly, enjoying the throbbing sensation and growing excitement I was experiencing. I think I must have hit the hormonal department in my brain because I'd felt hornier this past week than ever and had no idea how I was going to get away with no masturbating today if I was stuck at home with five males timing how long it took me to freaking pee.
If she takes longer than five minutes in the washroom, check on her. Damn doctors’ instructions. I bet he doesn't know how long a masturabation session can take.
He broke the kiss, giving me time to catch my breath. "You have to promise if you feel unwell, I get to take you straight home. Agreed?” he breathed, panting just as heavily as me.
I nodded. "Agreed."
"So if I don't want her going, do I get a scorching hot kiss with her too?"
I blushed as Logan and I turned to see Braxton relaxing on Nixon's bed. "When did you get here?" Logan demanded, raising an eyebrow at Brax.
"When you went all smooth and cradled her face before kissing the-"
"Alright. I'm gonna shower," I announced. Brax rose up and walked in my path. I frowned before giving him a pout. "I'm fine, Brax."
He eyed me carefully, his green eyes scanning me from head to toe. "You'll make sure you tell one of us if you're not feeling well, right?"
I sighed but nodded. "Yes. I promise to inform the resting police when I don't feel well."
Brax grinned before pulling me into a hug. "We aren't the resting police. We're the Jewel Police, ensuring our precious Jewel remains intact and unscratched after having a difficult journey of recovery." His lips pressed lightly on the nape of my neck and moved upward. I closed my eyes, enjoying his lingering kisses. He pulled back after the fifth teasing kiss and grinned at my flushed expression.
"So creative," I muttered and his smile widened.
"I know. My creativity has no boundaries,"
"Confident much," Logan mumbled and I remembered he was still in the room. I looked as he relaxed on the wall he'd pinned my body to, his hands in his pockets as he watched us with a smirk on his face.
"My confidence gets you awesome grades in Physical Studies," Brax pointed out.
"Fuck you. Not my fault no one wants to fight your ass." Logan rolled his eyes which made me laugh.
"I'm not surprised there." I spoke through giggles.
Brax looked back at me and smiled. “Go shower and no slipping on the soap."
He winked and I mumbled my agreement as I went to the washroom. I slowly began closing the door but stopped when I heard Logan talking.
"Zane didn't come home last night?"
"Tch, no. You must not have beat enough sense into him," Brax replied.
"You think his friends are a part of that club thing?" Logan questioned.
"You mean the cool kids cult. No, they’re too weak to be a part of that, especially after Jewel beat them so easily."
"Jewel was holding back big time and if it wasn't for the fact we were being tested on creativity as well, they would have been done for in twenty seconds with one direct hit," Logan informed, making me smile at his confidence in me.
"I could sense that. That's why I doubt Zane's new friends are connected with a cult." Brax sighed.
"You think they want to be in it? So they are trying to do disruptive behavior that could help them be considered?" Logan wondered.
Brax took a moment to think about it."Maybe. It's a weird way to be considered, but it could be an option."
"Let's give him space but if he doesn't come home this weekend, you have to confront him," Logan pointed out.
"I'll have no choice. My mom already found out about his dick move," Brax admitted.
"Shit. Really?"
"Yup. She called while I was watching Jewel so Kage picked up. She's not happy and Korean moms are scary when they’re mad."
"I think all moms are. It's like a part of the brain that suddenly flicks on the moment we're born," Logan mused. I snickered at the comment, shaking my head.
"Guess we’ll find out what's going on by Monday. We need to get some major studying done tonight and this weekend," Logan commented.
"Will do. Shouldn't take long if we work together and exchange notes. On Sunday, we can do some outdoor training since its gonna be really nice outside," Brax suggested.
"Sounds like a good plan. Let's go make some breakfast before Jewel finishes up."
"Kage is already on it. He's making brunch," Brax acknowledged.
Logan put his hands behind his head as he stretched. "Cool. If Jewel’s not done in twenty minutes, can you check on her? I'm gonna go let Ms. Landsford know she's coming to class. Just to have a watchful eye on her."
"Alright."
"And don't go leaving hickeys on her neck," Logan grumbled.
"You got to kiss her like the world was ending. I should at least be allowed a steamy hickey or two,” Brax defended.
"It was five."
"Really? Lost count. I was lost in the moment." Brax shrugged.
"You're an ass," Logan commented.
"I'm a confident ass and proud of it. C'mon leader, let's get moving." Brax moved behind Logan, placing his hands on his shoulders.
"Ah! Fuck that hurts. I don't want a massage from you. Leave me alone," Logan complained. "And since when the fuck am I the leader?"
"I don't know, now move." Brax encouraged as he forced him to continue forward. He looked back, his eyes meeting mine from the crack of the washroom door and he winked. I gawked at him as he turned back and pushed Logan out before leaning in to grab the door knob and close the door behind them.
I slowly pushed the washroom door to a close before pressing my back to it. Well fuck, he knew I was eavesdropping. Wait TWENTY MINUTES! Okay. I need to shower...well maybe a bath would be nice. But ugh...I really could finally have a nice pleasurable session to myself...but aww. So much to do so little time.
I sighed and looked at my face in the mirror, my cheeks flushed, eyes dilated, and my hair was a horrible mess. I guess I can wait maybe another day to masturbate.
The acknowledgment brought back the heated kiss I shared with Logan and the slow kisses Braxton gave me on my neck. Only one of them left a mark, right where he first kissed me; I bit my lip. Nope. Said I don't have time.
I quickly pulled off my shirt, placing it neatly on the miniature four-layer stand we had for our stuff that couldn't fit in along the edges of the bathtub, the majority of the bottles being mine while the guys bought the shelf to hold their selection of body wash and shampoo.
I slid my panties off and ran my hands through my hair, trying to ignore the growing need my pussy was begging for.
"Nope. I'll take a cold shower. That will help," I mumbled to myself, ambling over to the shower and making sure there were no bars of soap anywhere in sight. Safety hazard checked and cleared.
I walked into the shower, turning the handle to hot first, needing a few minutes just to enjoy the warmth of the water. Maybe I wouldn't have to take a cold shower after all.
I closed my eyes, lifting my head as the beads of warmth hit me and glided down my body. I thought back to when I was in the showers with Braxton, enjoying how his body pressed against mine and how magically it fit. I didn't want to admit it, but the way that moment turned me on made me wish I could have stayed as Jinn and see what would have happened. I didn't know how to masturbate as a guy but the thought of another helping me with it made my curiosity increase while my arousal rose with revenge after I'd denied myself release for days.
My hand was already teasing my entrance without me even realizing. The slight touch of my fingers between my folds sent shivers through me, my pussy was wet and not from the shower. Before long, I let my imagination take control, picturing Brax's hands running down my body to my hips. I moaned quietly, enjoying how Brax's hand would move to glide down my stomach and reach my wet pussy, his fingers sliding slipping inside my folds. He'd suck at my neck, nibbling on my flesh, leaving mark after mark while his large length was pressed against my backside, making me wonder at the the possibilities of him making love to me. But it wouldn't be him alone.
Logan would claim my lips in one of his passionate kisses that made me breathless, his hands teasing my breasts and pinching my hard nipples while Braxton's fingers continued to move in and out of me.
The fingers inside me moved faster and faster, and I leaned back against the tiles of the shower as my legs began to quiver. Logan would release my lips, only to begin teasing and sucking each breast, like a work of art with his tongue as the paintbrush. Then Braxton would lower to his knees and pump his two fingers faster inside me.
I thought it would be all, as I got closer and closer to my climax, but then Nixon's hand would run through my hair, catching my attention before pulling me into a fierce kiss. I moaned loudly, hoping the shower was loud enough to hide the sound of my growing pleasure.
I'd moan into Nixon's mouth while his free hand would direct my left hand to his cock that was hard because of me. Logan would continue to suck on my breast while teasing my other one with his hand. Braxton would be pumping those fingers at a brisk pace, but his husky Korean accent voice would be the one to undo me when he whispered. "Cum for me, Jewel."
I bit my lip hard to muffle my moan as pleasure racked through me. I shivered, leaving my fingers in place as I waited for my heart rate to slow and for my mind to stop swirling after that blissful release that vibrated through my core. I pulled my fingers out, quietly moaning at the slight movement before looking down at my fingers that were wet with my cum.
"Note to self. Don't imagine three hot guys pleasuring all your lady bits," I whispered. The words triggered the thought of Kage joining, his length at my ass.
FUCK! No more, no more. This is exactly why Alice told me not to watch so much porn. My innocence is gone! I turned the shower handle to cold, hoping the icy droplets would help get rid of the image in my mind.
Yet, a tiny part of me wished I could enjoy all of them.