Page 299 of House Ignis

His scent had shifted into something darker, stronger—like the smell of rain after a heavy storm mixed with a sharp, addictive spice.

It made every nerve ending scream. It had to be the bond.

Reality tried to resurface as he dragged my tights down, the cool air hitting my thighs. "Asher—"

He pressed a finger to my lips, silencing me as he freed his length.

I looked down, my mouth watering for him, but he caught my chin, forcing me to look at him.

"You can do that later, when we have time," he promised.

"But for now, I need to feel you clench around me."

I just nodded, my resolve snapping.

"Fuck it," I breathed, pulling him into a searing kiss.

A jolt of dark approval shot through the bond, but then the sound of voices hit the air.

My eyes widened.

“Asher,” I sent frantically through our link.

He just smiled wickedly. No—

"Shh," he whispered aloud. In one fluid motion, he slammed me against the side wall, spinning me around until my chest hit the rough stone.

He braced his arm across my mouth to muffle the impact and silence any stray cries as his length shot straight into me.

I cried out into his skin, a mix of sharp pain and overwhelming pleasure as he filled me to the brim.

Shadows suddenly erupted around us, thick and impenetrable, encasing us in a private world of darkness just as students began to swarm into the training ground.

I could hear the clank of wooden swords and the chatter of my classmates only feet away, but all I could focus on was the way he pounded into me.

The thrill of being so close to being found, of being watched by eyes that couldn't see us, was electric.

"You're a dirty little thing," he murmured through the bond, his hot breath ghosting over my ear.

Through the veil of his shadows, we could see everyone—Ezra laughing,

Darcy stretching—but to them, we were just a flicker of moonlight against a wall.

I felt the heavy hum of a silence spell settling over us, cloaking the sounds of our bodies colliding and my muffled gasps.

He didn't slow down, his hands anchoring my hips as he claimed me right in the middle of the crowded yard.

He was relentless, his rhythm fueled by the risk of the crowd only feet away.

I could see Maddy and Zaria laughing near the weapon racks, and the sight of them—so oblivious to the raw, carnal display happening right beside them—sent a fresh wave of heat through my core.

My nails clawed at the rough stone of the wall, my magic flickering in desperate, low-burning embers that his shadows instantly smothered.

"Look at them, Ava," he whispered, his voice a dark thread in my mind. "They have no idea what I’m doing to you."

He pulled back nearly all the way before slamming home again, his hips hitting mine with a wet, heavy thud that I felt in my teeth.

I choked back a scream against his forearm, my body arching into his as the pressure built to a breaking point.