Page 38 of Wings of Ashes
“I’m going to enjoy teasing you in this class,” Bael said as he stood from his desk and moved to stand in front of her.
His tall height cast her in shadow as his right hand moved to clasp her throat. He did not squeeze, but the collar of his fingers was dominating and firm. He pulled her up, so she was partially standing under the wooden desk.
He brushed his lips over her chin, and she gasped. The feeling of his skin against hers left her breathless and annoyingly needy.
His alpha scent and pheromones overwhelmed her nostrils as he flicked his serpent tongue from the bottom of her chin, up the side of her face.
She gasped again and trembled as his hot saliva tingled on her flesh.
“Did you know an incubus’s saliva is like an aphrodisiac?” he cooed to her.
Damn it. She did not know. She hardly knew anything about the different winged creatures at the academy, which was the reason why she took this history class.
Her nipples tightened into sensitive peaks behind her blazer, and she clenched her thighs together as a pulsing began between them.
“You look warm,” Bael told her.
She felt so warm.Hewas so warm.
So…hot.
“Let’s get this blazer off of you,” Bael offered and ripped the front button from her blazer. He swept the suit jacket fabric down her arms and left her in nothing but her white silk under-blouse.
Bael’s smile was as powerful as an injection of undiluted lust to Nix’s neck. “Ahh, there they are,” he purred. His eyes lovingly skimmed over where her pink nipples pebbled under the thin top. “I’ve missed them. My tongue, especially.”
Leaning down closer, he opened his mouth, and his tongue slithered out. It lengthened, longer and longer, until it dragged the forked edge over where her hard nipples showed through her blouse.
She exhaled sharply as the tongue flicked and swirled around her nipples.
“Your pupils are dilating. I can scent your arousal in the air,” Bael told her.
Suddenly, she was out of her desk chair and pinned over the desk, her ass facing Bael’s front.
Nix looked to Mara at the desk beside her, but she was blurry. What was this? A vision? It felt so real.
Bael had Nix’s torso pressed to the desk as her legs stood, separated on the ground. He flipped her uniform skirt up an inch and teased his fingers over the flesh just below the curve of her ass.
“Now that I know you’re not manipulating me with your swan enchantments, I think I’d like to get to know you better.”
He fell to his knees, reached under her skirt, andrippedher panties down her legs.
“Oh myGods,” Nix choked out as his tongue shot out and slapped at her pussy.
“I’ve never wanted to give sssomeone ssso many tongue lashingsss,” he lisped around his serpent tongue as it slid between her pussy lips and rubbed over her clit.
“Oh…my…” Nix’s brain broke—she swore she heard it click off—as he lapped over her clit. Wetness gushed at her entrance, which he knew immediately because it happened against his tongue.
“I am going to have you, Swan Lake,” Bael rasped. “You know that, right? I don’t care if you have a mate, I will take you from him.”
His tongue spun around over her clit with such vibrating force that her hands gripped the edge of the desk to keep herself from mindlessly slipping off as her hips bucked for more. More.MORE.
The scene faded.
And Nix was back to sitting at her desk like normal, between Bael and Mara.
A book was held by long masculine fingers, right in front of Nix’s face.
Professor Étienne Thierry scolded her, “Neverlook an incubus in the eyes,” in an obvious tone of “youstupid girl.”
