27. Alec

27

ALEC

Nora cried out as she took my cock. I groaned as I felt her everywhere. The need to fill her with everything drove me into her harder, desperate to breed her sweet cunt.

Her eyes flew open, staring into me. Searing me.

But they weren't her eyes. They were his .

I woke up with a start, sweat soaking my skin. I was sprawled over my chaise. The air in the greenhouse was warm and humid, sticking to me as sunlight filtered in through the windows.

It’s Monday.

I breathed out, my heart still beating rapidly from the dream. I would rather rot with my plants than teach right now.

My entire body ached. I laid there for a few moments, trying to remember what happened last night. I was hunting the monster, but after that everything was blurry.

The bastard was making everything difficult.

I didn’t remember falling asleep, but the dreams had been so vivid. I thought about Nora. Mentally, I traced the curve of her face, of her body. I thought about the feeling of her cunt clenching my cock as she came.

“Fuck,” I sighed.

I couldn’t get her out of my head, even in sleep.

Classes were cancelled today. I refused to deal with students when all I wanted to do was stroke my cock and tend to the greenhouse.

With a grunt, I got up from the chaise. I was lightheaded as I stood, lingering in place until I felt confident I could move. I went to my desk and settled in the chair, drawing out a piece of paper and pen.

Class Cancelled Today

I finished scrawling and then carried the note to the front of the building. I opened the front door, slid the paper between wood and glass, shut it, locked it, and returned back to my quarters.

What happened last night?

The thought wouldn’t leave me as I went to my desk and sat in the chair. I leaned back, looking up at the ceiling. I traced the iron veins that encased the glass, the gothic curves and architecture that was all too familiar. I wasn’t sure how long this had been part of the university, but given how rusted everything was, I imagined quite some time.

Nora returned to my mind, unbidden. Her face, her scent, touching her, feeling her. I let out a soft groan, my cock hardening against my pants. I couldn't get away from her. I couldn't get away from the way she made me feel. She had worked her way into my mind, and there was no way I could ever get her out.

I let out hiss and reached into one of my drawers, drawing out her glove. I held it to my nose, breathing in her scent. My mouth watered, my cock straining.

I imagined her wrapped in vines again. That thought had become so erotic to me, and perhaps there was an explanation for that, but I didn't care to think about it too much. The idea of holding her, restraining her, keeping her in place as I fucked her, turned me on.

I unbuttoned my pants, letting my cock free. I wrapped her silk glove around the base, stroking up and down slowly.

“Nora,” I rasped.

I wished that she was here right now. If she was, I'd bend her over my desk and fuck her.

A harsh rap echoed from the front of the greenhouse.

“Fuck,” I grunted.

My cock still throbbed against the silk, precum dripping from the tip. I huffed, trying to ignore the knocking. Surely they could read the fucking sign. I remained seated, glowering as the knocks continued.

I cursed under my breath and shoved my cock back into my pants. I put the glove away and adjusted myself.

Knock, knock, knock.

The knock came harder and faster, sounding panicked.

I went back and forth for a few moments, but then wondered if it might be Nora. I hoped it was so I could drag her inside and have my way with her. With that thought, I stood up and rushed down the path to the front.

Unlocking the door, I yanked it open and was met with the Dean and three men, one with a hood over his head. Blood dripped down his body, iron stakes pushed through his chest, stomach, legs.

“We got one for you,” the Dean said quickly. “He’d been lurking in the forest. Finally caught him. Let us through.”

I stepped aside as they came inside. As they passed, I noted the silver cuffs that burned around the wrists and the scent of burning flesh that followed him.

“I’ll take the creature from here,” I told one of the men.

The man glanced at the Dean, who nodded. I grabbed onto the creature. It did not tense, did not seem to care. It should have fought some, I thought, but it didn’t make any move to.

My mind slipped away from Nora and back to work. As much as I wished to play with fantasies, I needed to focus on the task at hand.

Work now. Play with her later.

The two men left, leaving the three of us alone. I locked the door, double locked it, triple checked it, and then shoved him forward.

“What kind of creature?” I asked the Dean.

“I am uncertain. We must question him first.”

“Yes, and then you’ll let me do my work. Why isn’t he fighting us?”

He shrugged and I scowled. I stared at the hooded figure for a moment, trying to decide what to do.

“Leave now,” I said.

John scowled at me. “I’m to question this monster with you.”

“No,” I said. His very presence irritated me beyond no end. “Go. I can’t risk using the poison around you.”

That made his eyes light up. He nodded eagerly and reached for the door. “I’ll check on your progress later.”

And then he left, leaving me with the creature. I studied him for a moment, but he was weak enough that it was clear he was going nowhere. I didn't feel fear, or like I was in danger. There were too many stakes in his body, and the silver was burning his flesh. The amount of blood loss alone had to have weakened him.

This had been an interesting turn of events for the morning. I needed a specimen desperately, and was happy to have one shoved through my front door. Testing the poison samples I had would be a good starting point, and it would perhaps allow me to make some progress despite the fact that someone had tried to sabotage me.

I pushed the monster down the path until we came to the rug. I kicked it up and unlocked the tunnel door quickly, leading them down the steps to a room.

“Why aren’t you fighting me?” I asked.

They remained silent and obedient. I scowled as I chained them to a wall, ensuring everything was secure before I finally yanked off their hood.

Crimson eyes stared at me curiously. He had long blonde hair that was matted with blood and a slender face with sharp cheekbones. He was alluring in a way that was supernatural, his gaze a beautiful trap. Blood dripped down his body, pooling at his feet. I grabbed onto a stake through his stomach and pulled it free, watching as his wound closed quickly. I left the others impaled in his body, wanting him to remain weak for now.

“Finally,” he whispered. “The infamous monster of St. Thorn. The leashed beastly god.”

I raised a brow. “Are you referencing me?”

The corner of his mouth lifted in amusement, which irritated me. Normally, they were not this cheery. Especially being impaled by iron stakes.

“Why didn’t you fight the men?” I asked. “And where did they find you?”

“I waited on the outskirts near the fae ring in the forest. Even saw a woman there the other night. I can smell her on you.”

My eyes widened. What the fuck was Nora doing out there?

“It didn’t take much to draw them out and allow them to capture me, although their methods were far more brutal than I expected. Silver, really? ”

“You’re a monster,” I whispered.

“Is everything other than human a monster to you?”

I ignored him and turned, leaving the room as he called out.

“ Is that it? ”

No, it wasn’t. I needed to get my vials and start my process. I went up the steps into the greenhouse, already thinking through my plans. There were so many things that I wanted to try, and this time I needed to make sure that I kept my temper in check. Killing the demon recently had been a mistake that set back my progress.

Really, the entire semester has been a setback so far. So many things had gone wrong, and my mind had been elsewhere. I'd been so focused on hunting down the monster, or hunting down Nora, that working to find the perfect poison had fallen into the wayside.

At my desk, I pulled out a small ornate box of vials. I ran my fingertips over each one. Crushed psilocybin powder, oleander, poison hemlock, poppy, distilled water hemlock, and more. I selected one of the poisons.

Now, it was time for me to play.