Page 18 of Touched By Sin
“Oh?” Now Headmistress sounds genuinely surprised. So am I.
Alaric looks at me, his eyes wide and intrigued.What is she doing?
I frown.Beats me.
“You’re a brave young girl,” Headmistress says, flashing fangs as she smiles. “Either that or foolish.”
Aurelia stays quiet.
Smart girl.
“So, what will it take to satiate your curiosity?”
“My powers.”
Headmistress grows eerily still. “Your powers?”
“The fallen angels have powers, so why wouldn’t I? I want to learn.”
“Child, you’re from Heav—”
“Why would that stop me from having powers? The fallen angels originate from heaven too, but they were banished. My elders don’t teach us or encourage us to discover our powers. You do. I want to learn.”
Headmistress is silent for a long moment before she turns halfway and looks at us. “She starts classes tomorrow. I want you boys to personally oversee her learning.”
My mouth falls open. “But, Headmistress, she’s an angel from Ede—”
“You heard her, Daemon. She wants to discover her powers. I’m holding you personally responsible to teach her.”
“But Headmistress—”
“Do we have a problem here? Do I need to contact your father?”
My mouth snaps shut. My father is away for the week and wouldn’t take kindly to being interrupted. I do a lot of stupid shit, but this is up there with the worst. He won’t be pleased when he returns and spots our new toy. He already chewed me out when I told him about her on the phone after he called me in a rage.
“Good,” she says, dragging the word out with a triumphant, slow-to-form, dark smile.
Alaric narrows his eyes at her as she walks out. As soon as the door shuts behind her, he turns to me. “What is she up to?”
Good question. Why would she want us to helpAureliadiscover her powers unless she’s curious? Headmistress doesn’t have a kind bone in her body. She’s not ordering us to oversee Aurelia out of the goodness of her heart. No, she’s curious and eager to find out what powers—if any—Aurelia possesses.
Aurelia…I study the angel while she peers up at us. Her soft curves rise and fall with her every inhale, and her long, blonde hair falls down her back and shoulders like a cascading waterfall.
“So, you want to discover your powers?” I ask, wetting my lips. “You surprised me. I thought for a moment that you would beg Headmistress to let you go home. Not stay here with us.”
“Don’t flatter yourself,” she hisses, sliding off the bench.
I’m a head taller than her. She reaches my collarbone, but the height difference doesn’t faze her as she cranes her neck to glare at me. “I didn’t ask to stay so I could be with you or your friends.”
Struck with the urge to shut her up with my fingers in her mouth or my cock, I fist my hands to stop myself from reaching for her. I want her rage and fire.
“If I go back, I won’t learn my true potential. Besides, we all know the gates won’t open for me anymore. You,Daemon,” she pokes me in the chest, “made sure of that.”
The fire in her eyes burns brighter when I smirk.
“So I will learn everything I can.” She steps even closer, her breath fanning my neck. “You better watch out, angel boy. I’m coming for you. I don’t know how and I don’t know when, but I’ll reduce you to a pile of fucking ashes. You think I’ll beg on my knees for you?” She gives a breathy laugh that stirs my cock in its denim prison. I definitely want to shut her up with it now—ram it so far down her tight throat that she chokes while clawing my thighs for reprieve.
“I’ll have you crawling to me like a leashed pet. You and your friends picked the wrong angel to mess with. And by the time I’m done with you three, you’ll wish you left me in the woods.”
