Page 100 of Wings of Ashes
“Falling asleep in my class.” Thierry shook his head disapprovingly at her. “Andlyingabout it.”
“I-I’m sorry, sir.”
“Good girls don’t do that,” he said.
“I’m, uh, sorry?”
“Good girls listen to their professors,” he told her. “They do exactly what they are told.”
“Uh…” Nix licked her lips and glanced to where Bael silently laughed at her from the back row.
“For instance, if I told you to kneel, would you do it?”
Nix blinked, focusing back on Thierry. “What?”
“Good girls follow instructions perfectly. If I instructed you to kneel, would you kneel?”
Kneel?
Thierry hummed. “I don’t think you would. Falling asleep in class, not listening, and not obeying your professor. Do you know what that makes you?”
Nix flinched and felt her cheeks warm even hotter as she stuttered, “N-No?”
“It makes you a bad girl,” he said and turned to the class. “What do we do with bad students in my class?”
Several hands raised to answer, but Bael made obnoxious “Umph, pick me!” sounds.
“Mr. Obsidius,” Thierry called on the overeager incubus. “What happens to bad girls?”
Bael’s wicked grin displayedallof his twisted excitement as he said, “They get punished.”
Nix shivered.
“And how do we punish them?”
“It depends on whether they feel guilty or not, professor.”
Nix cleared her throat and glanced around at the bored expressions of her classmates. Was this a dream? Or one of Bael’s projected fantasies? It could not be real.
“Do you feel bad for not listening to my lecture, Miss Oadess?” Professor Thierry stepped around his desk to stand right beside her. His bewitching gaze bored into hers as his warm, alpha scent wrapped around her.
“She looks smug about it, sir,” Bael announced from the back of the classroom.
Shut up, Bael.Nix scowled at him. “I’m not smug,” she said. “I do, uh, feel bad.”
“How bad do you feel?” Thierry asked her in a much deeper and alluring voice than she expected from him in the classroom full of students.
This had to be a dream.
“I think she deserves to be punished, Stoney. I mean, professor.”
“Ha!” Nix pointed at Bael. “This is a dream, isn’t it?”
“Is it?” Thierry asked. “I have never been lucky enough to have such dreams.”
Bael stood from his desk and walked to the front of the classroom to join them. Their other classmates blurred for a few seconds. “Don’t ruin Stoney’s first shared sex dream, Nix.”
“Shared?” She looked to Thierry as she asked Bael, “It’s really him?”
