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Time to hammer the nail home.

“Only this time, I’ve got another who’ll touch me.” I widened my eyes cheekily at him. “Think how much longer I can survive with Apollo’s touch to ease the ache between my legs thatyoucause in me.” I leant up to his ear. “His fingers where yours could be. His cock where yours has been.” I nipped his ear lobe playfully. “His name wrenched from my lips–”

Valen pushed me against the closest wall and kissed me hard. It was all desperation and passion and a fire that threatened to consume us. Anyone could come along and see us, but I didn’t care. He was like water in the desert, like a big, soft bed at the end of a tiring week, like air after holding a breath for too long.

Lips and hands roamed freely, without purpose. Like all we needed or wanted was each other. We were in serious danger of just having each other there and then, consequences be damned. I wanted it – him – so badly. But not like this. Not now. He wanted to play games with me? Well, I could play games with him, too.

With all the strength I had, I pushed him away.

He stumbled backwards, breathing heavily, like he was at my utter mercy.

“Harlow,” he begged.

I shook my head. “One of us has to walk away, Valen,” I reminded him.

“Neither of us want to.”

No. Neither of us did want to, but he’d made it very clear there was a power struggle going on here and I was going to walk away with the upper hand this time.

“No. But one of us has to.”

So, I did. I pushed past him and hurried back to the girls’ dorms, fighting with myself the whole way there. All I wanted was to go back and have him drag me into the closest private corner and fuck me until I didn’t want him anymore. I wasn’t sure that was possible, to ever stop wanting him, so it was best to just not have him at all.

It made for a hellish next few days. The sexual tension between us could be cut with a proverbial knife, or a real one. Apollo didn’t seem to notice and, if anyone else did, only Florence mentioned it. And she mentioned it a lot.

I told myself to just get over it – get over him – but I couldn’t. Valen had become my own personal brand of heroine and I knew it was only a matter of time before I relapsed.

Chapter Twenty

What was I doing? Why was this my job?

I huffed as I hurried from the mail room to the boys’ dorm the next Tuesday night.

It was raining, if only lightly, but there was a distant rumble of thunder, more like mere vibrations on the air. Whether the storm came this way or not, I didn’t want to be playing errands for longer than necessary.

As I entered the boys’ dorm, I looked around for anyone to help me. Marco saw me and jutted his chin toward me in what classified as a greeting to those Neanderthals.

“Can I help you, missus?” he asked.

I mentally rolled my eyes at him, but put in my saccharine smile. “I’m looking for Valen’s room.” I brandished the mysterious package. “Apollo wanted me to drop something off to him.”

Marco nodded. “Quickest way... You know the cheeky service stairs?”

I shook my head.

Marco nodded as though he’d expected as much. “No. Right. Third floor. Past God’s room. Number nine.” His thick Irish accent was the only pleasing thing about him.

I gave him a nod and scurried up the stairs.

“In and out,” I muttered to myself as I headed for the third floor. “You’ll just be in and out.”

Which Valen most definitely wouldn’t be.

I got to his room and knocked, but there was no answer. I knocked again. Still no answer. I looked at the package in my hand and swore under my breath. Apollo’s instructions had been very clear: take the package from the delivery driver and take it straight to Valen, and it had to be put into Valen’s hands.

I told myself the only reason I was going through with Apollo’s cryptic and ridiculous orders was just on the off chance it was actually important. I knew they got up to shady shit. Exactly what wasn’t my purview and they kept all that as separate from me as possible. So, whatever this was, if it had to be entrusted to me, it must have been important.

My obedience had absolutely nothing to do with me wanting to see Valen again after our last encounter.

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