“Why do you keep flirting with the devil?” he asked and for a second I thought he meant him. “Seth Capella,” he confirmed.
I folded my arms, tilting up my chin as I tried to front out his absolute rudeness despite my instincts telling me to run. “You're my Liaison, sir, not my life guru. If I want to date Seth, I will,” I said coolly.
Did I want to date Seth? I mean, no. That was the right answer. But now Orion was trying to force me not to I was reconsidering my decision.
So you're going to date Seth to annoy Professor Orion? Real mature.
I internally berated myself. Of course I wasn't going to do that. Definitely not. No no no.
Orion glanced down the path then looked at his watch.
“Keeping you am I?” I asked in disbelief. It was like I was inconveniencing him even though he was the one blocking my path with his massive, hot body. The hot part was so not relevant, but also…
“Yes, now give me your wrist.” He reached for it and I stepped back.
“Really? You're going to bite me tonight of all nights?” I hissed but he ignored me, throwing a look down the path again before moving forward to try and get his damn teeth in me.
Laughter bubbled in my throat as I suddenly realised why he was acting so oddly.
So this place does draw lines. And Orion is sliding a toe across one. Which means I now have a weapon.
I narrowed my eyes, my ammo locked and loaded.
He made his move, darting forward and pushing me back against the wall, baring his fangs.
My heart hammered as I forced my tongue to fight back before he got his meal. “Not strictly allowed this, is it sir?”
He paused, his hand locked around my arm as his gaze flickered from my neck to my face. “And where did you get that idea?”
“From the shifty way you're acting. Why did you follow me out here anyway? You could have bitten me inside.”
He shrugged. “Seemed like easy prey.”
I released a cold laugh and his hold on my arm eased a fraction. “I don't buy it.”
“Why am I even tolerating this conversation?” he asked himself more than me.
I let him stew on that for a second, wondering if he'd come up with an answer because I certainly didn't have one. The closeness of his body and the heat seeping from his skin into mine was a sweet kind of pleasure I secretly wanted so much more of.
“Fine,” he sighed wearily. “I shouldn't be here alone with you. It's not appropriate.”
My brows rose. “We spend time alone in your office every Monday.”
“That's different,” he growled, seeming agitated as he threw a look at the path again.
I needed to work my angle to get out of this. He could bite me any second and I was kinda surprised he hadn't gotten it over with yet. “What would happen if I told Principal Nova about this?”
He gave me a dark stare. “Would you?”
His gruff tone sent a shiver through me and he shifted his hand on me as if he could sense my reaction.
“Try me,” I whispered, quietly knowing I wasn't much of a snitch but maybe the threat was enough to hold him off.
His fingers slid up my arm and a carnivorous look entered his eyes.
I took a shaky breath as his hand slid to my neck. Something about his mouth against my throat right then seemed like a very bad idea. One that made my heart pump too fast and my thoughts fly away on the wind.
Orion leaned in and the mere flutter of his breath on my flesh felt like the most forbidden of kisses. I sucked in a heady lungful of air, tilting my chin up, a small but wilful part of me suddenly aching for his mouth on me.
This.
Is.
Insanity.
Someone cleared their throat and I jolted, spotting Seth at the far end of the path. He didn't approach, just stood there with an impatient expression.
“What's he doing?” I tried to push Orion back, not liking being seen in this compromising position.
“He's waiting for me to bite you,” Orion said, pulling back an inch. “So he can have you back.”
A shudder gripped my spine. “Well get on with it,” I hissed. “Or are you going to continue playing with your food?”
His mouth twisted down at the corner and he leaned in, speaking into my ear. “Stay away from him. Go inside.” Two seconds passed in which the heat of his breath made my belly squeeze deliciously and my heart hammer. I heard him swallow, sensed his lips a hair’s breadth from my flesh, holding a lustful secret within that infinitesimal space.
In a flash of movement, he was gone and I was left reeling from the encounter, unable to believe he hadn't bitten me.
Seth jogged to my side, immediately winding his fingers between mine. “All good?” he asked brightly and I nodded, though I was anything but good. I was shaken to my core and not with fright for once.
Orion's words floated through my head and my forbidden desire gave way to a rush of anger. Who the hell was he to make demands like that? He wasn't my damn father. And that was more than clear by the way he’d just had his hands all over me.
Seth towed me along the path with a mischievous grin and dropped down on a bench under the orangey glow of a lamppost.
He pressed his face into my hair, pulling me flush against his thigh. “What's wrong, babe?” His mouth skated over my ear and my heart leapt at the touch.
“Nothing,” I lied and he leaned back, tilting his head as his eyes trailed over my face.
“Liar,” he teased. “Did Orion hurt you?”
“No,” I said honestly.
A rustle sounded somewhere off in the bushes behind us and a tingle ran across my skin.
Seth brushed his fingers over my cheek, drawing me back to look at him. “If he bothers you, I can get my pack to make him back off. We don't normally take on professors but…” He smirked, leaning in closer, his fingers moving to cup my chin and tilt my mouth up. “You're worth it.”
He leaned in and a hundred thoughts muddled in my brain at once.
I shouldn't be out here alone with an Heir. And I certainly shouldn't be thinking about kissing one.
But Orion had told me to stay away from Seth and that had riled me up something crazy. And as Seth's hand brush my knee, I felt myself giving in. Making a decision that I'd probably regret tomorrow, but right now felt like biting Orion back.
My pulse quickened as Seth's hand slid further up my leg, his thumb painting a delicate circle against my inner thigh. My thoughts scattered to the wind as my body responded to him, heat flooding into the base of my stomach.
I leaned in to meet his mouth.
His lips brushed mine, feather soft, then more demanding as his hands curled around my waist and dragged me against his firm body. I came apart as he drove his tongue into my mouth, the taste of beer and lust overwhelming my senses. He tugged me into his lap and my skirt rode up much too high.
I almost pulled away, but he released a low groan in his throat that had me undone and I tangled my fingers in his shirt as his mouth remained locked with mine.
Dog Boy was a ridiculously good kisser and I was starting to believe that maybe he really was sorry for the shit he'd done. That maybe he really did like me.
Probably shouldn't be kissing his face off right now though.
His hand roamed up to my neck and something cold brushed my skin. I flinched and his free arm suddenly locked around me. Hard.