"Instructor Lyra," Clara’s face reddened from both lack of air and intense arousal as she choked out, "He... he assaulted me..."

Levi released his grip on Clara’s throat, then sighed. ’As if she can enforce her law on me.’

Clara panted heavily as she collapsed onto her knees and began rubbing her neck while her eyes remained locked on Levi’s boots.

The crowd of students parted aside like a sea and watched Instructor Lyra walk between them.

The moment she threw a sharp glance at the crowd, a concussive wave forced their legs to move backward. "Disperse! The disciplinary committee has already ruled on this boy."

She glanced at Senna, Levi, then at Clara. "He is under the jurisdiction of the upper sanctuary. Any student who interferes with him will face an immediate suspension, no matter who you are."

Senna smiled and walked toward Levi and stood at his side, brushing her shoulder against his. "She doesn’t scare me, Levi. Let’s leave."

Levi’s head lowered sharply while his eyes widened.

"Go back to your quarters, Senna," he said in a calm voice, and smiled at her. "I will handle both the instructor and that bitch."

Senna bit her lower lip as her hungry attraction flared into her already annoyed eyes. But she obeyed and walked into the shadowed part of the alley.

Lyra’s jaw tightened as she shifted her sharp, icy eyes toward Levi. "Come with me. Now!"

The mouths of the students opened when they watched her walk toward the isolated instructor quarters at the back of the academy that had been used to expel the men when they were no longer needed in Aethermoor.

Levi blew a kiss to Clara and waved at the ladies standing there with pale faces as he followed the Battle Mage.

As soon as the heavy wooden door closed behind Levi, a grim grin tore onto Lyra’s face.

She spun around and lunged toward Levi like a hungry lion. Her armored hands slammed into Levi’s shoulders as she pinned him against the door.

"You spent the night with Lilith, didn’t you?" Lyra’s azure eyes froze the part of the door with a single look, then focused on Levi’s face.

Her cold demeanor vanished and got replaced with an untamed jealousy when she moved her head forward, leaving just the tips of their noses touching each other. "I felt the mark you left on me burn throughout the night. You gave her what belonged to me."

Levi swallowed hard when his skin began to freeze, but a warm wave of energy flew up in his chest when the panel reeled before him.

[Scanning Target: Lyra Ashveil.]

[Current Status: Unmeasured Jealousy.]

[Her Dominance Attraction has fractured into a need for possession.]

[Desire Level: 85%.]

Levi’s eyes darkened as he smiled. His gigantic member thrummed in his trousers as he stretched his left arm forward and placed it on Lyra’s breastplate. ’Open latch.’

A blue wave of Aether surged through the breastplate and popped the metal in seconds. A heavy clang echoed as the armor clattered to the floor between them. "You want to prove you own me or what, Lyra?"

Lyra’s sharp, sapphire gaze calmed when her pupils dilated. "Yes."

She growled and ripped Levi’s shirt, exposing his glowing Sovereign sigil. "I am a Battle Mage. And I don’t share my property."

She looked once into Levi’s big brown eyes and slid down to her knees. She tied her silver hair behind her head and cracked the bones in her neck.

Levi’s gigantic shaft thrummed in the trousers when Lyra unbuckled the belt holding them with a desperate movement.

The twelve inch thick veiny length rose up like a sleeping dragon waking up and pointed toward Lyra’s face when the trousers slid to the floor.

She gulped and licked her pink lips while staring at the veins on the shaft as if they were the very thing holding her life together.

When she wrapped both hands around it, her eyes widened with a desperate lust when the thick member throbbed in her palms, which could not even meet around the girth.

Chills ran down Levi’s spine when Lyra began salivating on it with her tongue. Her breasts popped out of her sleeves when she drew her tongue back, leaving the skin dripping with her saliva.

’Why does it taste so good?’ Her heart pounded in a double rhythm in her chest as her gaze softened at the dripping wetness.

Without hesitation, she shoved its full length into her mouth and sucked it with a fierce, aggressive force that threatened to bruise Levi’s skin if not stopped.

Her head moved with a frantic rhythm as she began to inhale the scent she had smelled on the Saintess years back.

The second the shaft curled and delved deep into her diaphragm, Lyra choked. The azure irises vanished and got replaced by the whites of the eyeballs, which also had blood veined lines crawling up in them. Yet she didn’t stop.

She wrapped her left palm around it and placed the right at the base and pushed Levi backward, as if wanting to make him pass through the locked door.

She swirled her tongue around the hardened but soft, sensitive head of the member with an intense, soul sucking technique she had waited to utilize for over thirty years.

Levi’s eyes kept on closing and opening while an electrical current flowed through his body with every gloop.

Before Levi, the academy’s top Battle Mage and the instructor everyone feared was now a slave who acted on pure, animalistic jealousy.

Levi’s shoulders heightened when he felt himself getting close to his limit. He tried pulling her head to make Lyra stop but ended up untying her silver hair. ’Oh shit!’

His shaft curled into Lyra’s deep throat and pumped the first hot load straight into her stomach. Burning air gushed out of her nose, mouth, and ears when she finally stopped her desperate movements, but she was now on the verge of collapsing.

When Levi pulled out, a heavy gasp escaped her pink lips, now glistening with the overflow of Levi’s first load.

She lifted her gaze to Levi’s then smiled. "Take me right here. And make me forget about her."