Page 211 of Blood of Hercules
Despair punched me in the gut as my feet stilled.
The rest of the class entered through the brightly lit door, but Drex shifted in front of me protectively.
It was just the three of us.
Augustus cracked his neck loudly and took a single step toward us. “Drex—get inside, now.”
Sunlight illuminated the scar across his sharp cheekbone, and his black eyes smoldered with mania.
How does anyone actually believe that he’s a nice guy?
There was a long tense moment as Drex stared up at him. Then my friend nodded and gave me an apologetic look as he walked away into the menagerie.
Augustus pulled the door shut behind him with a crack.
Just the two of us were left.
In the dark.
Before I could move (sprint as fast as possible straight into the wall and knock myself out), a force slammed into me.Oh nice, the wall ran into me. How convenient.
The wall was warm, and it moved.
It smelled dangerous and intoxicating.
I gasped in confusion.
Tingles sparked along my nerves, and I struggled to orient myself as my vision cleared.
Augustus’s neck blinked into shadowy focus.
I yelped.
His fingers were wrapped tightly around my upper arms, and his hard chest was heaving. He was pressed flush against me, and his hot breath was the warmth tickling my ear. He was pinning me against the wall with his body.
Prickles exploded across my frozen skin.
Help?
His heartbeat pounded through the thin material of both our togas and mingled with my own.
He inhaled loudly, and his steel stomach muscles rippled against my torso. The strange sensation caused a burning to start in my lower stomach.
Butterflies fluttered.
“Professor?” I asked slowly, unable to put anything else into words.
“Alexis,” Augustus growled my name darkly, shifting his head so his stubble scraped against the side of my face.
Every muscle in my body tensed.
Heat pooled low as the butterflies turned vicious and ravaged me from the inside out.
“I’ll give youonemore chance to answer. Who—” Augustus’s knee wedged between my legs and forced them apart as his heavy weight leaned into me and pinned me harder against the rocky wall. “—the fuck is Charlie?”
I couldn’t tell where he began and I ended.
A lot is happening right now.
