Page 84 of Ascension


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Suddenly I realize the position we’re in, him sprawled out on the floor, me straddling his lap—the growing hardness pressing against my core. A different heat floods me. The sounds of the students around us start filtering in. I stiffen, not wanting to glance around. Maybe if I just keep my gaze straight ahead, it will be like no one saw. Right?

Apparently seeing the panicked look on my face, Maximus pulls me up with him in a move that displays the pure strength he possesses. I unwind my legs from around his waist and he slowly lowers me to the ground. My breath hitches in my throat at the feeling of my chest sliding against his bare one. I’m able to feel every contour of his defined muscles against me.

“She’s with me,” he barks out, barely glancing at the professor before leading me away from the crowd of students.

In a tone I never thought I’d hear come from the gruff professor’s mouth. He pleads, “Please, God of Destruction, she’s young. She didn’t—”

“To train,” Maximus snarls. The ferocity in his voice could strike fear into the bones of even the bravest mortal or god. I speed up my footsteps to match his, to avoid looking like the damsel being pulled along by her savior.

I guess I have no one to blame but myself for this mess. Well, at least this would solve the problem of no one wanting to spar with me. I have my own personal god of destruction to whip my ass into shape—

Ooh, kinky, my mind trails off. I chase those thoughts from my head, not allowing my mind to linger on the position we were just in.

“Show me what you’ve got,” he mutters, letting go of my wrist abruptly. My eyes narrow back in on him. This could either be fun, or a disaster just waiting to happen—no in between.

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