“There may be one thing,” he countered.
Before I could demand an answer, he caught my chin between his fingers and pressed his mouth to mine.
My heart stuttered in surprise as his lips captured mine, his tongue pressing into my mouth and sending a spike of desire flooding though my limbs. Of course I knew how attractive he was; you couldn’t miss the cut of his chiselled features or the way his dirty blonde hair curled in that perfectly imperfect way.
I should have been pushing him back; he was one of them. But as I raised my hands to his chest with the full intention to shove him off, I found my fingers roaming over the hard plains of his muscles instead.
Caleb released a noise of satisfaction deep in the back of his throat as his hands moved to my waist and he walked me backwards until my thighs hit the hard line of a desk.
He lifted me easily, nudging my knees apart so that he could move between my legs and my heart thundered as the evidence of his desire pressed against me through the fabric of our clothes.
I slid my hands around his neck, drawing him closer as I devoured the taste of him and explored his hair with my fingertips.
Caleb’s hand moved to my knee, his thumb skimming the top of my long socks before he began an ascent up my thigh.
My breathing hitched as his fingers moved beneath my skirt and I hooked my other leg around him, urging him on.
I didn’t know if I hated him or not but I did know that my blood was heating and desire was unfurling in me like the wings of a bird. He was still going to bite me, steal some of my power for himself, but maybe this was the answer to my feelings on that. At least this once, I could take something from him too.
I could feel that cocky smile gracing his lips beneath mine and I drew his bottom lip between my teeth, biting down hard enough for him to pull back in surprise.
Caleb laughed as he surveyed me, his hand still beneath my skirt as he paused a millimetre from the edge of my underwear. I eyed him curiously. I didn’t want him to stop but I wondered if this was just another of their twisted games.
“Why?” I asked breathily, needing to know that this wasn’t some preplanned bullshit. “You can just take what you want from me. So why kiss me?”
“I can take your blood and power from you,” he agreed darkly as his gaze slipped from my face to roam over my body. “But I desire more than that. And I’m a Taurus; when we set our minds on something it’s not easy to turn us from it.”
I scoffed lightly at that. I still found it hard to buy into every aspect of the star sign stuff. I guessed a little part of me just couldn’t fully forget those silly suggestions in the daily newspapers that so many mortals clung to for reassurance. Though I probably should be believing all of it given my current surroundings.
I didn’t know if I should trust him or not, I had notoriously terrible taste in men and I always, always picked the bad guy. But nothing could get my blood pumping like knowing I was playing with something I couldn’t control and Caleb Altair was as unpredictable as the wind.
“You didn’t seem so against the idea the other night,” he urged as I failed to respond.
“That was drunk Tory,” I countered. “She’s notorious for making bad decisions so I wouldn’t get too excited about anything you think she might have done with you. You shouldn’t presume anything that happens when I’m wasted will have any bearing on sober Tory.”
“And you think I’d be a bad decision?” Caleb asked with amusement.
My lips quirked in response. “I’ve been with enough bad decisions to recognise one when I see them.”
“How many, exactly?” he asked, leaning in to run his lips along my neck, his stubble teasing my skin.
“Enough to let me know that it’s a terrible idea.” My breath caught as his mouth made it to the corner of mine. “Probably not enough to put me off entirely.”
He chuckled darkly and the sound made my toes curl and my grip tighten on the edge of the table.
He held back for another moment, pinning me in those eyes the exact shade of the night’s sky. There was a long pause as I tried to weigh up the pros and cons of this situation. It wasn’t like he’d lured me here; this was just an accidental meeting and I couldn’t deny the ache in my body to see this through. My heart was pounding, my skin alight beneath the pressure of his hand at the highest point of my leg and I really wanted him to move it just a few inches higher… Besides, making nice with one of the Heirs could hardly be a bad thing, given our predicament.
My gaze slid over his uniform and I bit my lip as I reached forward to unhook the top button of his crisp, white shirt.
Caleb’s eyes hooded with a dark desire and he watched me as I worked my way down his buttons until I could push my hands inside his shirt and feel the hard lines of his muscles beneath my palms.
He shivered beneath my touch and pressed forward to kiss me again. This time I abandoned the last of my hesitation and gave myself to the moment. Being in this place hadn’t exactly offered me much in the way of enjoyment so far and I was more than willing to take this pleasure from him.
He resumed his assent up my thigh, his thumb pressing down exactly where I wanted it and forcing me to release a gasp of pleasure against his lips.
Caleb began circling his thumb against me through the thin barrier of my underwear and I arched my back as my skin came alive beneath his touch.
His kisses grew more urgent as his other hand began to unhook my shirt buttons too and I continued to explore his body with my hands.
I could feel an ache building within me, demanding more from him as he continued to drive me towards the edge. His hand shifted and he pushed my underwear aside before driving a finger inside me.
I moaned encouragingly as the need in my body moved closer to unfolding and his other hand made it to my bra as he caressed my breast through it.
His mouth moved away from mine, carving a line of energy across my jaw and down my throat. I tensed as his lips touched against my hammering pulse but he didn’t bite me, not yet, he moved lower and I tilted back to give him access to all of me.
Caleb pulled my bra down as his lips made it to my breast, his mouth claiming my nipple just as he drove another finger into me.
I moaned again, louder this time despite our surroundings, my eyes falling closed as I leaned back further and my muscles began to tense around him. He kept going, his grip on me tightening, his mouth demanding on my flesh as he felt me coming apart beneath him.
My breaths came in urgent pants as his fingers drove me on and I tipped over the edge with a cry of pleasure.
Caleb’s mouth captured mine as he absorbed my ecstasy with a growl of his own desire and he guided me through the last throes of what he’d done to my body.
I melted against him as he kissed me sweetly, pulling his hand back with a twinge of regret.
He stepped back an inch, breaking our kiss and I blinked up at him in surprise.
“I have a student coming in a minute to learn the art of vampirism from an expert,” he admitted reluctantly.
I chewed my lip as my gaze slipped over his open shirt, the perfection of his muscles which dipped into a v and disappeared beneath his waistband until I eyed the evidence of his arousal beneath his trousers.
“So that was purely for my benefit?” I asked in surprise as I slowly began to re-button my own shirt.