“Isn’t there? She’s from a cult, has no idea what an orgasm is, is years behind on her training, and somehow managed to trigger a mating bond by holding hands with me when it’s normally activated through fucking… You don’t think shit just hit the fan?”
I grimaced. “When you put it like that…”
“Yeah. Exactly.” He grunted. “I’m going to sleep. It should be healed by morning, which is a good thing. Tomorrow should be Hound day. I’ll be fighting more than I’ll be doing anything else.”
Hell Hounds had anger issues. Most classes on the theory of that soul’s beginnings were taken during the first year. After that, classes mostly consisted of beating the shit out of each other to manage the anger and the rage that was indicative of that soul’s identity.
When Stefan strode out of my room a few minutes later, I turned to Nestor. “Want to play a game?”
He shook his head. “I’m tired too.”
I scowled. “Did everyone take a sleeping potion when I didn’t?”
Nestor snorted. “Don’t be stupid. My Vampire is in control.”
Oh.I winced. “You fed yet?”
He hated feeding. So did Stefan. It went against everything they believed in. Me? I didn’t care so much. But I liked the taste of blood. Shoot me.
“No.”
“Want me to?—”
“No. You know it doesn’t work out of blood bags unless we’re ill.” He reached up and ran a hand through his hair. “I’ll try again tonight.”
I dipped my chin, well aware that if he couldn’t bite anyone after a dayof studying and fighting, he’d end up passing out until tomorrow when he could eat a large breakfast.
When he’d gone, mumbling under his breath about hating bloodsuckers, I retreated to the shower. Stripping down, I moved under the spray even though it was cold and grabbed a firm hold of my cock.
I’d been fighting a semi since I’d seen Eve’s big eyes batting up at Stefan and Nestor when they’d kissed her on the temple.
She was Stefan’s mate, but it was common for Packs to share females. Especially when both mates were Incubus and Succubus. Sometimes, it took a Pack to satiate both’s needs.
Shuddering at the prospect, I jacked off, thinking about Eve’s pillowy mouth, the innocence in her eyes. She was beautiful. Even beneath the shroud she wore, I knew she’d be curvy. Round. The thought made pre-cum slip from the tip of my dick.
Her skin was like porcelain, and her face had a pointed chin that surged into the sharpest cheekbones. Her golden eyes were beautiful traps that would ensnare any man in their hold. Her hair was fixed on her head in a bun, but I imagined it was long and would drape over her shoulders and down her back when released from its hold. I didn’t even know the color thanks to the headdress she wore and the netting that cupped it, but I longed to see it down and around her shoulders.
Biting my bottom lip as I thought about kissing her, about sliding my tongue against hers, bringing her into awareness from innocent to knowing, I felt my climax boil in my balls and surge forward to hit the shower wall.
I raised my hands and pressed them to the tiles, leaning forward to let the spray pound the back of my neck, and I blew out a breath.
Change had come to Caelum today.
The rest of the school just didn’t know it yet.
SEVEN
FRAZER
“Did you see her?”
I snorted. “How could I miss her?” Not only was she the new student in school, but she was two months late for the beginning of the year, and to top it all off, was the exact opposite of our females.
Creatures were slender and lithe. The new girl wasn’t. But I wouldn’t deny that the contrast wasn’t as much of a turn off as I’d have expected.
She had more tits and ass than any one woman should know what to do with, and that was for damn sure.
Reed shrugged. “Thought if you had then you’d have lured her away from the dark side.”