Chapter 66 THIS NEVER HAPPENED.
SERAPHINA’S POINT OF VIEW.
The rainstorm hit the windows of the library harshly, making it rattle as I stood impatiently against the door. I had just finished a round of tutoring with Theo, and all I wanted to do was go home and be far from him for some time. Anytime he was around, my heart did something wicked to me, my belly too.
As a matter of fact, my entire fucking body barely responds to my commands when he’s anywhere near me. I’ve seen that look in his eye somewhere before.
It’s in the blue irises of Lucien anytime he looks at Sloane.
Theo’s black eyes always, and I mean always, did the same thing Lucien’s did whenever I saw him, and he always looked in my direction without shame.
My skin flushes with attention, my entire senses aware of him watching me as my leg bounces against the wall. I want to run, hide, or be far from him. Anytime we have to be in an enclosed space, I count down the hours, waiting for the time I can easily leave his vicinity and breathe normally again.
His honey and coconut scent always made me hungry for something….him. My body wanted him, my heart, hell, my soul hungered for him.
This isn’t why you’re here, Seraphina. I’ve had to remind myself multiple times. Ace wasn’t just here to add to the plan; he was here to watch me, to keep a close eye on me, and submit daily reports to our father about my affairs. If father finds out, or even gets a whiff of my feelings, I’ll be shipped back to Australia without a second thought.
And even though I dreaded coming here, I don’t think I want to leave. Not until the plan is done…and I can finally understand what the hell is wrong with me whenever the descendant of Queen Victoria is near me.
Speaking of the damn devil, he’s seated right across from me, smirking as he scrolls through his phone without a bother. He has the laziest expression, unbothered by our proximity, unlike me. We are literally the only ones left in school; everyone else is home at the moment, but I had to stay back so he could fucking be tutored.
Why the hell did you even agree to this, Sera?
Oh, right, we’re trying to keep a damn cover.
“Don’t you have someone to call? Someone who can get us out of this place?” I asked, exasperated.
“No, babe. The roads are blocked; no sensible driver would even dare drive in this condition.” He answered, barely sparing me a glance.
I kissed my teeth and groaned as I rested my head against the door.
“Come sit, Seraphina. We’re here for some time.” He said.
I didn’t respond, though, the last time he and I were that close….I almost kissed him. I remember it clear as day. It was when I walked out of the field that day Ace and Lucien competed.
The fucker followed me, and I didn’t even fucking know, not until he slammed me against a locker in the secluded hallway.
The memory of what he did to me that day made me swallow, as my skin flushed at the reminder, and the urge to clench my thighs gripped me.
I pushed myself back into the wall, hoping it would suddenly open a portal, and I could hide inside it.
“Are you okay?” He asked, a knowing smirk on his lips.
“No.” I squeaked.
He drops his phone on the table and rises to his feet. I swallow as he advances towards me, each move predatory, and suddenly, I feel like a mouse, while he is a big, bad cat.
“Stay away from me.” I squeaked, my voice trembling even though I tried my hardest to make it sound as confident as possible.
He stops in front of me, both hands caging me in as he stands tall before me. His six-foot-five height stretches over me, as his lean muscles peak through his sweatshirt.
He sniffs my hair, taking in my scent with a groan. “You smell good, so good, sin.” He whispers against my hair.
His nickname for me was that, or Temptress, or ruin…. every time he called me any of those, my pussy would throb with need, and a desire to have him feast on it.
My nipples harden against him as his hands rub on my thighs. Before I could utter a word, he lifted me to line me up against his hips, so my legs wrapped themselves around him.
“Theo,” I whisper against his neck.
His hands travel up my thighs, pushing my skirt back, until he stops at the waistband of my panties.
“I want you, sin. I want you so bad.” He whispers against me, and even as I fight myself, I’m grinding against his belt buckle.
“Oh.” I moan as my clit brushes against his belt buckle, the throbbing bud of nerves tingling against the friction.
“Please, spread those legs for me, vixen. I need to taste you.” He whispers, placing me on the table behind him.
My mind screams at me;
The plan, Seraphina, remember the plan.
What would father say?
This isn’t what you’re here for!
“Only this once, Theo. After tonight, we never speak of this, not to anyone, not even to each other, understood?” I said.
“I hear you, Vixen. But you’ll be back for more, not just because I plan on making your eyes roll to the back of your head while you beg for it, but because you’ll need it….you’ll want it.”
With that, he watches as my legs part of their own accord for him.
Fuck the plan.
Fuck my responsibilities.
Just this once, I want something for myself…not what everyone else has decided for me.
“Hmm.” He groans at the sight of my panty-covered pussy, licking his lips, before swallowing. The action alone sets off a primal need inside me, as my walls clench with something dirty, erotic, and passionate.
His cock tents in his pants, hard, eager, and excited. He palms it through his pants, staring at me now;
“You see what you do to me, Vixen. You’re gonna pay for it.” He says, advancing on me. He parts my legs wider, until I look like I’m a fucking ballet dancer, getting to his knees before me.
He rips my panties off in one sweep, and before I know it, his mouth connects with my pussy, earning a scream from my lips.