Chapter 21

THREE MONTHS LATER

" I 'm sorry, you want us to do what?" I shout, then cringe at the look Grandma Cross is giving me.

Damn, she may not be the boss of me anymore, but she still scares the shit out of me.

"It's really quite simple. I'm getting old, and wish to retire. By blood, Chastity is the next Cross in line to take over. I know she doesn't want to be a nun, so Jacob and I have discussed it. You may remove all religious aspects from the Academy and its academic program."

"Wait. No more Mass?" Jonas blurts out, and I snort.

"No, child, after this school year has ended, you may remodel and turn this into a proper Academy. I will, of course, assist you, as will The Society."

"You want us to run the Academy as a basic what…? A fancy tuition-based prep school?" Levi asks as he bounces Charity in his arms.

Chastity is running late for our meeting, and her grandmother has another appointment straight after, so couldn't wait on her. I wonder what's keeping her. She went to lunch with her new siblings, but that was hours ago.

"Yes, Otto also mentioned you and him opening a program for all the women and children that were trapped in the compound. You could do that here in one of the old Chapels."

I watch as the idea grows in Levi's head, and he starts nodding and smiling. "That would actually work well. Thank you," he says with admiration and I groan.

"Does this mean we're going to become Headmasters?"

CHASTITY

TWO YEARS LATER

I'm about to leave my office when the door bursts open and Ash walks in. He looks hot, as in sweaty and delicious.

"What's up?" I grab my purse and start to pack away my laptop and some of the files I didn't finish today. I can do them tonight after the kids are in bed.

Ash walks around the desk, grabs me by the neck and kisses me hard, swallowing my moan.

"Hi," I mumble against his mouth and he smirks, licking the taste of my chapstick off his lips.

"So, you've been the Headmistress for six months now, and no one has christened this desk." He says it as a statement rather than a question.

"How do you know that?" I sass back, arching an eyebrow, and he laughs.

"I know because I asked. Levi and Bast were not happy when they realized they'd missed out on this momentous opportunity," he mutters and grins.

"And let me guess…" I turn my chair around and spread my legs, grateful that I'm wearing a flower dress today. "You're going to be the one to help me do it?"

Ash's gaze drops between my thighs, and he licks his lips again before biting the bottom one.

Dammit, now my undies are damp.

"Fuck, yeah, I am," he grunts, then drops to his knees and kisses up my leg, spreading them wider for him.

"Ash," I whimper, looking at the door that he's left unlocked.

It's after hours, and no one should be around, but you never know. We have students that live here in the dorms.

"Did I forget to mention that Levi is outside, guarding the door. He lost a bet."

"Oh well, in that case, by all means, I'd hate to stop you."

"Baby, you know we don't have time for foreplay," he groans, burying his face into my panties with a loud moan.

Sitting back on his heels, he tugs them down my legs and off, shoving them into his pocket.

"Stand up and bend that sexy ass over your desk."

I squeeze my thighs, trying to ease the growing ache, as I whimper and he smirks.

Damn him and his tight body and tattoos. He's sin personified, and I'm not complaining.

Standing, I lift my skirt and bend over the desk, presenting my ass and pussy to him.

He walks behind me and smacks my asscheek, leaving a perfect sting to flow through my body.

"Damn, Princess, you know just what I like," he mutters. I glance over my shoulder as he unbuckles his belt and hisses.

"Face the front or I'll have to restrain you like the bad girl you are."

God, I really want to be a brat right now, but it's getting late.

His hot flesh presses against mine, and I moan before he's even thrusted inside of me.

"Such a wanton slut for me. Fucking in public where any student could walk in and find their Headmistress bent over, taking a thick cock and creaming all over it."

"Ash," I groan. "Don't tease me."

Fuck, I shouldn't have said anything.

Ash thrusts inside of me so hard, so deep, my teeth clack together, and I'm already on the verge of coming.

"That's it, baby. Take my cock like the perfect little whore you are."

Ash likes to degrade but also praises me, and I'm okay with it. He's come a long way after all of the trauma Isabella caused him. It took a while, but he's healing.

I can even ride him now, which was a huge step for us.

Reaching below me, between our joined bodies, he rubs my clit fast as he picks up his pace, fucking me harder than before.

The desk screeches as the heavy wood scrapes against the hardwood floor, and I mentally add ‘buy an area rug' to my to-do list.

"You're going to squirt all over my cock like a dirty girl, aren't you?"

"Yes," I shout as he pinches my clit and I come hard, almost blacking out.

"That's it, baby. You're so perfect, come all over me." Ash thrusts faster and quickly follows me into oblivion.

I groan as I feel all of the wetness dripping underneath me and onto my desk.

"If I do say, Headmistress, your desk has been well and truly christened now," Ash remarks, and I laugh at how silly he can be.

It was another thing that took some time to come out as he healed, but it was worth the wait. He's worth every nightmare and loss of sleep. Every meltdown and comfort talk. Every kiss. Every hug. He's perfect.

Just because you've been broken doesn't mean you can't pick up the jagged pieces and put them together in a new mirror.

Ash pulls back and kisses my sweaty neck. I'm going to need a shower now.

Sighing, he mumbles, "Did you forget what today is?"

I look over my shoulder and sigh as he gives me one more kiss before he pulls out of me, getting redressed quickly.

I turn, cringing as he walks over to my bag and grabs a tampon, handing it to me so I can soak up his cum.

"I'll never forget what today is, but I love you for trying to cheer me up," I mutter. After fixing my clothes, I walk over to the door as Ash turns my desk lamp off and grabs my bag.

Levi is at the door, just like Ash said, and he's not even trying to hide his massive erection.

"You're an asshole," he murmurs to Ash, and I laugh.

"I'll take care of you tonight, but now we have a birthday to celebrate.

Holding my hand, Levi kisses the massive wedding ring that the guys splurged on and surprised me with last year.

We also did something called a handfasting ceremony, which surprisingly, my grandmother performed.

The guys are spiritually mine now in every way, and they will never be rid of me.

A three-tiered cake sits in front of me in the palest shade of pink with purple flowers piped on the side.

It's beautiful. Eight candles have been placed on top, waiting to be blown out, but they won't be, because we won't light them.

Elijah sits across from me with Charity, and Benni is in his highchair, slamming his fists onto the tray, demanding cake, just like his father, Bastian.

Levi moves up behind me and kisses my neck. "I promised you once, and I'll promise you again, we will find her one day. We must have hope."

I sigh with a small nod, then reach for the knife so I can cut the cake.

"Happy birthday, Angel. We love you, wherever you are, and we miss you."