Page 63 of Wings of Ashes
“You are so…crazy,” Nix spat out, the left side of her face pressed flat to the wooden desk.
“Would a crazy man pin you and fuck you on the professor’s desk while he teaches?”
“You arenotfucking me,” she growled.
“No?” he asked,stillcircling his finger over where she grew slicker by the second. “But you want me to.”
Nix scowled from her position on the desk.
“Stop lying to yourself, love. I can scent your wet pussy when I get close to you. I canfeelyou dripping onto my finger right now. Is your clit begging for my thumb? Or my tail?”
Nix whimpered as her clit throbbed for him, fortouch.
“Tell me who slipped you whatever harmful potion you were chatting with Bowen about, and this will all stop—if you want it to, that is.”
A hot, triangular shape of what felt like smooth leather snaked over Nix’s hip.Bael’s tail. It snuck between the gap just below where her lower abdomen pressed to the edge of the desk and slid between her legs.
The triangular tip of Bael’s tail settled directly over the hood of her clit. It was sowarmagainst her most sensitive flesh.
“Give me a name.”
Nix pressed her lips together, refusing.What would he do to Elle if I told him I thought the Oadess family was poisoning me?
“No?” Bael’s audible, sinister smile caused Nix to shiver once more on the desk. “Okay.”
A faint buzzing sound came from his tail as he vibrated her clit. The provocative thrumming convulsed over her hypersensitive bud. It offered an intoxicating, steady tempo of building temptation.
Her mouth fell open at the teasing. His tail was capable of more vibration than this; he was purposefully starting off slow. A low, rhythmic bass.
“Nnghhmm,” a traitor sound spilled from her lips.
“Do the vibrations feel good against your little clit?” Bael cooed in her ear.
“Screw…you.”
His tail buzzed louder now, speeding up the tempo of the vibrations. She gasped and undulated her hips at the increase in speed and force at which the warm area drummed against her.Ugh, it felt amazing.
“Tell me a name.”
“I don’t know,” she lied between her teeth.
“You look so pretty like this,” Bael told her and skimmed both of his warm palms down her back, curving over her ass. “At my mercy.”
The vibrations of his tail grew louder and more powerful, kicking it up a notch.
“Oh.” Her thighs trembled at the new thundering pulsations over her bundle of nerves. Red-faced, she panted on the desk. Wetness trailed down, between her legs, as her sexual excitement grew without her say so.
He gently guided his index finger to her pussy entrance and pressed.Pressed. And penetrated. He stopped at just a third of his digit, testing her tightness. “Getting so wet for me…in frontof everyone. While the teacher tries to talk about history. What a bad girl.”
She gaped and panted as she felt his finger inch deeper inside her. His tail continued its reverberating, thumping vibrations. When his finger stretched fully inside her and curled, his tail buzzed with a renewed sense of energy. It pulsed and thrummed.
The vibrations were so powerful, her eyes rolled back in her head, and she drooled onto the desk as her hips jerked and rocked into him. “Oh my…gods.”
A loud, broken moan shot out of her as she rode his hand. His finger slowly entered her and withdrew. In and out. In and out. So slow, while the vibrations were so fast. She wailed with need as she gushed more wetness, causing his finger to slip faster inside her with each stroke.
“Baelfire!” Professor Thierry’s voice cracked down like a whip. Harsh and loud and dominating. “What do you think you are doing?”
Nix glanced up from the desk and saw the sexy professor standing before her, glaring at Bael. Bael continued fingering Nix’s naked body as he replied, “I think I’m getting information. This is a classroom, after all. Right, Teach?”
