“You don’t need it,” I replied. “She does.” It was no secret that the Death Blood female had the hots for my best friend. Unfortunately for her, he preferred another fae—one he shouldn’t.
Ajax twirled his lip ring with his tongue, then heaved a sigh. “You’re a dick.”
“I know.” I smiled at him. “Yet you hang out with me anyway. What does that say about you?”
“I prefer bad company,” he drawled, his amusement palpable as he gathered his things and headed for the petite, dark-haired female waiting for him with stars in her eyes.
Aflora cleared her throat beside me. “Are you going to get the item, or am I?” she asked.
As I’d totally blanked out on the demonstration, I suggested she go first so I could see what spell we were supposed to utter. There were several related to psychometry, and I had no idea which one Headmaster Irwin had chosen for us to explore today.
My mate left her chair, her skirt distracting me as she moved.
Such a fine ass.
Long legs.
Mmm, I liked the little boots she chose today, too. Yeah, I’d let her leave those on while I took her against the wall.
But the blouse could stand to lose a few buttons. And I much preferred her in this outfit without the undergarments. I had nothing against silk and lace; I just wanted to see her tits through the thin white fabric.
A crass consideration, but it’d been a long fucking week of watching without touching.
And I really wanted to touch her.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” she asked, standing in front of me with a rock in her hand.
I glanced down at it. “That’s what you picked from the box?”
She shrugged. “It was the first thing that fit in my hand.”
My lips twitched. I’d happily give her something else for her hand, but it might notfit, as she put it.
“Seriously, why are you looking at me like that?” she demanded.
I stood so I could step into her personal space. Then I leaned down to whisper in her ear. “Because I’m thinking about all the things I’d like to teach you with my tongue.”
She stopped breathing.
I kissed her throat—right above her collar—and lifted my head to gaze down at her. “Now let’s get this assignment done so I can play with you properly.”
She shivered, her pupils flaring. Her lips formed an O without sound, then she swallowed.
Seconds passed.
Then our moment was destroyed by Headmaster Irwin clearing his throat. The entire room had emptied around us. “Get to work,” he snapped.
I frowned. “Where did everyone go?”
Aflora sighed. “Did you listen at all when he gave instructions?”
“No, I had other things on my mind.” I allowed her to hear the innuendo in my tone and enjoyed her resulting blush.
Then she shook her head, grabbed her things, and said, “Follow me.”
“Happily,” I agreed, picking up my only notebook and trailing after her into the hallway. “Please tell me we’re going to find a dark corner to make out in.”
She scoffed at me, leading me out of the building and into the night rather than to a quiet room without windows where I could devour her. “Headmaster Irwin told us to spread out and find a safe place to practice so our spells don’t overlap. Then we’re supposed to report back with our findings.”
