***Author's note: This is a lemon chapter. Please skip to the next chapter if this is not something you want to read or are comfortable with. :) ****

The notes stared back at her, untouched for almost an hour. Technically, she should've been studying. But Evie couldn't focus despite the tests looming on the horizon.

Yesterday had gone alright. Somehow. Other than an uncomfortable question about the dorms, lunch was easy to navigate. Though she swore Mal intentionally used the wrong fork for the second course. Fortunately, no one important seemed to notice.

"I can't take it anymore!" Mal raged, hurling a book halfway across the room. "If I ever find out who decided midterms were a good idea I will set their entire family on fire! My brain is literally melting right now!"

"Mine already melted," Jay groaned from where he was sprawled on the floor. "It died hours ago."

"I think you mean years ago," Carlos said. The only reply he got was a half-hearted attempt to throw a pencil at his head that he didn't even bother dodging.

"A break does sound nice," Evie admitted. When the rest of them turned to look at her, Evie shrugged. "We won't remember anything if we overwhelm ourselves. A clear head has an easier time processing information." It wasn't like she'd been paying attention to her notes anyway.

"Good enough for me," Mal said. With a slow stretch, she got up from the window seat, letting her notebook and pencils fall. "What do we want to do?"

Dark eyes gleaming, Jay smirked. Fluid and languid, he sat up to lean against the bed. "I have a couple ideas. What do you guys think?"

Mmmm. That sounded nice. A long relaxing fuck to clear the mind and reset the body.

"Fuck yes," Mal groaned. "E? Los?"

Rolling his eyes, Carlos shook his head and turned back to the notebook open on his desk. "You guys go ahead," he told them. "Count me out."

When Mal and Jay looked at her, Evie smiled. "That sounds nice. Jay, clear off the bed."

Immediately, Jay jumped up and began shoving everything onto the floor. From the desk, Evie heard Carlos snort. With a quiet laugh, Evie got up from her own desk and joined Mal. Once she was in reach, Mal wrapped an arm around her waist and dragged her into a kiss. Their leader was thorough, hungry, and Evie gave in willingly, letting Mal's tongue explore her mouth. Mal always liked to be in control, and all of them were usually more than happy to give it to her–Jay really the only exception and that could be both fun and terrifying to watch.

As Evie surrendered to Mal's attention she heard the distinct thump of clothes hitting the floor. Moments later, Jay sidled up behind her, warm hands resting on her hips.

"Undress her," Mal whispered, fingers loosely tangled in Evie's hair.

Evie shivered at the command in Mal's voice, and immediately she felt Jay's large hands ghosting over her clothes, undoing ties and buckles as quickly as possible.

But Mal wasn't done giving orders, "Undress me, E."

More than happy to comply, Evie made quick work of the knots keeping Mal's clothes in place and soon their leader was stripped bare. Jay tugged at her dress and Evie lifted her arms to allow him and Mal to pull it up and over her head. It dropped to the floor to form a puddle of dark blue fabric.

Smile a bit smug, Mal took a step back and trailed her grey eyes over Evie's exposed body and Evie fought the urge to blush. She knew what Mal was seeing: the less than perfect figure, the extra weight along her waist and hips.

"Sexy," Mal purred before reaching out and groping her breast.

Shivering, Evie leaned back against Jay, letting him support her as Mal teased her.

"I know right?" Jay agreed, his hands exploring her hips even as he mouthed at her neck. "Gods."

"Yeah, yeah, you're all pretty," Carlos muttered and Evie laughed.

Smirking, Mal gave Evie's breast a final squeeze before pushing her and Jay back towards the bed. "Go," she ordered. "I don't feel like standing."

"Yes ma'am," Jay snorted and Evie immediately moved from between them to let Mal yank Jay into a fierce kiss. Jay practically growled and Mal pressed even closer, one hand closing around his cock in warning.

Attention locked on them, Evie sat on the bed, slipping a hand between her legs. As much as she would hate to be on the receiving end, watching their battle for dominance, for power, was hot. The way they grabbed at each other, scratched down one another's bodies, nipped lips, eyes dark with arousal and flashing with challenges. A display of strength and power. Of passion.

"Give in, Jay," Mal ordered.

"Make me," he smirked.

"Play nice," Carlos interrupted, not bothering to look up from his studying.

Rolling her eyes, Mal gave Jay a warning bite to the lip before shoving him down onto the bed. "E."

Fingers sticky, Evie crawled over to Jay, splaying a hand across his chest to push him onto his back. The bed dipped as Mal joined them. For a moment, their leader just trailed a hand along Evie's back, making her melt a little, before nudging Evie over a bit. As Mal straddled Jay's face, Evie took the opportunity to admire her. The perfect curves. The pale skin. The easy, confident way she moved.

It was beautiful. And beyond arousing to watch her grind herself on Jay's face. Not wanting to be left out, she closed the distance between her and Mal, kissing her leader until she couldn't breathe. When they finally broke apart, panting, Mal smirked. Following her gaze, Evie laughed.

"Jay's doing such a good job," Mal mused, grinding down just a little harder. "Why don't you give him a treat, E?"

"With pleasure," Evie purred.

Shifting into a better position, Evie brushed her fingertips along Jay's length, earning a muffled groan. It was a sound she'd never get tired of. And from the look in Mal's eyes, neither would she. After a few more teasing touches, Evie lounged across the bed and slowly, slowly, trailed her tongue over his tip. Jay moaned.

Eyes glittering, Mal reached back to tangle her fingers in his hair. "Let's see who's stronger," she grinned. "Whoever cums first loses. What do you think, Jay? You better with your mouth than Evie?"

"Fuck you," he managed, but Evie could feel him twitch with interest.

"If you win," Mal replied.

Evie couldn't hear if he answered or not, but Mal suddenly arched as his hands rose to grip her thighs and she knew he'd taken the challenge.

She wasn't about to lose.

Giving him one more lick, she took him fully into her mouth, hollowing her cheeks as she set to work. With each twitch and muffled moan, she adjusted her pace and suction, ruthless as she used her tongue to tease every sensitive spot she'd learned over the years.

Evie lost herself in the actions, mesmerized by the motion of Mal's and Jay's bodies, by their sounds. All too soon, she could feel Jay's legs trembling, his cock twitching, all telltale signs that he was struggling to stay in control. But she wasn't going to let him.

Pushing him deeper into her throat, she reached up and tapped Mal, who immediately began to ride Jay even harder. Moments later Jay lost control followed shortly by Mal, the half-fae moaning out her own pleasure.

Satisfied with her work, Evie crawled up the bed next to Jay, pulling Mal down for a searing kiss.

"I win," Mal smirked down at Jay, who rolled his eyes and pushed Mal off of him. Evie squeaked in surprise as Mal landed on top of her, who gave her another kiss before rolling to Evie's other side.

Propped up on her elbows, Mal leaned over her to kiss Jay, deep and hard and approving. Then they broke apart, smirking, and turned to her.

She shuddered, even as Carlos commented, "You're in trouble now."

She was in trouble.

So much wonderful and delicious trouble.