36. THIRTY-ONE

THIRTY-ONE

Alister

Isighed,plantingmy elbows on my desk and rubbing my hands over my face. My fangs dropped as I thought of my mate and of Kian and Blair’s vision.

I didn’t want her anywhere near that relic, and I cursed my however many greats grandfather for creating it.

“Mr. Vespertine?” The small voice brought my attention back to the student in front of me. “Do you think it would help?”

She was another emerald birthstone, but even with her harmless little crush on me, she wasn’t malicious—so that was a plus. She was a banshee, and she had more strength than any other banshee I’d known.

I dug around in my drawer and pulled out an emerald gem before placing it down in front of her on my desk. “Sorry, emerald. Try using that, and it will help you ground your magic. Since you didn’t really get to use your birth stone as much as I usually have students do, keep this one. It’s more powerful than the one you wear. Try to keep it on you, and it should make your scream more powerful,” I explained.

Her red lips tugged into a smile as she blushed. “Thank you. I really appreciate this.”

“It’s my job.” My heart tugged toward the door, signaling Wren’s arrival, and I grinned.

She opened the door and walked in but paused as she noticed the student in the room.

The student ducked her head as she noticed Wren. “I’ll leave you guys to it. Thank you for the stone.” Her face was beet red as she bolted out the door.

Wren slammed the door behind her before leveling me with a protective gaze.

“I was just doing my job, sweet ruby.” I held my arms up in defense, hoping it was enough to placate the possessive little arctic fox in front of me.

She blushed, glancing down. “I don’t like it when other girls look at you like that.”

“Like what?” I pushed out of my chair and circled my desk until I crossed my classroom and backed her against the wall, caging her in between my arms. “How did she look at me?”

“Like she wanted you to kiss her,” Wren murmured, a flash of embarrassment filling the bond before I swooped down and claimed her lips with mine.

She gasped into my kiss, throwing herself around me as I kept her pushed against the wall, desire raging in me as her pheromones hit my skin. Her body quivered against me.

I broke the kiss, lowering my mouth to her throat and running my fangs across her sensitive skin. “Do you think she wanted me to bite her?” My fangs dragged across her supple flesh, eliciting a shiver to wrack her body.

She moaned. “Yes.”

“Too bad,” I mused. “The only woman I’m kissing or biting is you, sweet ruby.” My fangs sank into her flesh, and her moans hit my ears, making my cock hard as I rolled my hips against her.

She pulled my body closer as her blood filled my mouth and trickled down my throat. “Alister, I love it when you bite me.”

With one hand, I slipped between us and unbuckled my pants to pull my cock out before shifting my hand to her ass and picking her up.

Her legs wound around me, and I slipped her panties to the side before shifting her up the wall and entering her with one swift thrust. Her pussy swallowed my cock greedily as it wept all over it.

My venom and her pheromones mixed together, and I pulled almost all the way out before plunging deep, making her cry out as I thrust into her relentlessly.

Her moans filled my classroom, and I pulled my fangs out, letting her blood spill down my chin as I crashed my lips to her.

Our tongues intertwined, and our scent of arousal drenched us along with her pheromones.

“I belong inside of you,” I snarled, my cock aching as each thrust pushed me further toward climax. “My cock, my fingers, my tongue, fuck me, sweet ruby. Every fucking part of me is yours.”

I fucked her deeper and harder before becoming paralyzed with pleasure. She squirmed around me as her pussy clenched, and I came inside her.

Heavy breathing filled the room as our bodies buzzed from the release. “I’m yours too,” she murmured, smiling up at me deliriously.

Every time my venom and cock filled her at once, she got this look of complete and utter freedom, and freedom was something I desperately wanted for my mate.