SWNOVELS Secrets and Seduction: Chapter 22
I heard the little monster’s heartbeat as she ran away, always down the hallway. It would be easy to find her, but something told me she wanted to be found.
Avery had made a big mistake – she had awakened my predatory instincts and this time she wouldn’t get away so easily.
‘Hey, nerd,’ I called out to the boy in the back. ‘You take over the class. Sit here until I get back. And don’t mess around.’ His eyes lit up as he frantically walked over to my desk, and I almost rolled my eyes.
Without looking back, I took up the hunt for my wife. Even though our oath was no longer binding, she was still mine.
And would remain so forever.
I rushed in her direction, always following her sweet scent. Looking for her was the easiest thing in the world. Not only because of my heightened senses, but because our bodies practically attracted each other like magnets.
That’s probably why she had ended up here. It was destiny. Almost every generation.
She had walked up and down floors, taking the quickest route to the west wing, where her room was. I shook my head. Avery was trying to lure me straight into her bed.
But there…she had changed her mind, went to the right. I made a sharp turn and let my senses take over. It didn’t take long for me to find the source of her scent—the far-too-small closet where we had met that night.
“That was quick,” she breathed after I closed the door behind me, killing the only source of light.
“You’re in big trouble, love,” I countered, the predator within me raging. If she had now seen my face, she would have noticed the black veins around my eyes, a reminder of the monster inside me.
“Is that so?” I heard the sarcasm in her voice and stepped closer until we were chest to chest. Avery wrapped her arms around me, her mouth inches from mine. “What’s my punishment, professor?”
I hated it when she called me that. It degraded everything we had been, the bond between us she didn’t even feel. And when the realization hit, her fate would be sealed. I blocked the images out of my mind.
She began kissing my throat, licking over my pulse, and I shuddered, already rock hard. Her hands scanned my body, stroking my chest and abdomen. The darkness intensified the feeling of her touch. “Detention? Or are you going to put me over your knee, slap me raw until I come under your touch?”
“Fuck, Avery…” I would have loved to take her right then and there, bury myself deep inside of her. But I still wanted to savor the moment.
“You seem eager to give these things a try.” I already knew she loved it, knew her better than I knew myself.
“Or I’ll serve you, grant you every wish while we’re here.” I ran my hand through her curly hair, as soft as the most exquisite cashmere.
“On your knees.” She paused briefly before obeying my request without protest.
One hand stroked my hard-on while the other gripped the back of my knee. I unbuttoned my pants and freed my dick from its confinement. It throbbed as soon as it felt her breath.
“Open your mouth.” Her lips parted and welcomed me, first tamely, then more greedily. I let out a low growl as she licked the tip for the first time.
My grip on her hair tightened as she pushed me deeper and deeper into her mouth. Holy souls…
Avery worked her hand in rhythm to the movements of her mouth, twisting her wrist and driving me crazy.
“Does it feel good?” Only a soft mhm, tortured by pleasure, passed my lips.
“Use your words.” Fuck, I almost burst at those words. A smile spread across my face.
“Yes, ma’am.” Apparently, she liked it when I called her that, because her movements became faster, greedier, as she massaged me with her tongue.
I could hardly stand it any longer, unable to hold back my release.
“Can I be rough?” I rasped.
“I insist.” That’s all she needed to say. I clawed into her hair so hard it had to hurt her, fucking her mouth until there was no more room left.
She took it all in, moaning as I filled her out. Her grip on my dick tightened, and with a low moan, I came deep down her throat.
Avery swallowed every drop like the obedient little monster she was. At least sometimes. 99 percent of the time she didn’t put up with my shit, which only made me love her even more.
She rose with shaky knees, and I took her chin between my fingers and kissed her, caressed her tongue with mine and tasted my seed.
I didn’t mind, quite the opposite.
“It’s already way too late. We have to go.” She slumped her shoulders but didn’t object. “You go ahead, I’ll catch up.”
Avery kissed my cheek. Just that little gesture made me shiver, made my heart melt. I hoped she would never remember me, us.
“Give me one more.”