“I was worried about you. Headmaster Colin was worried, too, and Nefertari Maat wants to resign.”
I chuckled. “Really? Well, she did lose a student.”
“The first time it has ever happened to her. She can’t live with herself.”
This time, I laughed. She’d been a bitch to me countless times. She deserved it. Of course, I didn’t want her to resign. But there was plenty of time to think about Professor Maat and her job. I bit my lower lip as I studied Adrian from head to toe. He was wearing a pair of black jeans and a shirt. The first two buttons on his chest were open, but that wasn’t nearly enough. The classroom next to us seemed to be empty. I took his hand and pulled him inside.
“What are you doing?”
“What does it look like I’m doing?”
I shut the door. There was no lock, but that only made things more exciting. In seconds, I was all over him, lifting myself on my toes, smashing my lips against his. He grunted softly and allowed me entrance. My tongue found his, and we battled for dominance. His hands were in my hair, and my only good hand was on his chest, touching and exploring. I started unbuttoning his shirt, eager to feel his soft chest hair under my fingers. My other hand was between us, making the whole experience a bit uncomfortable. I felt myself grow wet between my legs, and I realized how much I wanted him. When I’d pushed him into this empty classroom, I thought I only wanted a kiss. No. I needed so much more. I needed him to take me like he’d had that first time. It had been too long.
“Wait.” He breathed out as I pushed myself against him, trying to make him shut up with my lips. “What did you mean when you said Davien chose you? Are you seeing Krause?”
“Shut up.”
“Yoli…”
“Shut up and fuck me.”
That lit a fire in his eyes. He forgot about Davien as he tore my blouse open. I was wearing a shirt with buttons, since it was easier to put on than a regular pullover. But the damn sling was in the way, as well as my stupid broken arm, so Adrian didn’t bother with the bra. He cupped my breasts appreciatively, then spun me around, and I ended up bent over the teacher’s desk. He pulled my pants down, and I wiggled my hips to help. Soon he was rubbing himself against me, his erection still clothed. What was he waiting for? Someone could walk in on us at any minute. Classes were about to end.
“Hurry up,” I begged.
He squeezed my ass, then rolled my panties off my legs. I heard him unbuckle his belt, and my pussy throbbed. The tip of his cock was at my entrance.
“Do you have a condom?”
“N-no.” He sounded confused.
I rolled my eyes. Why the fuck were men never prepared? I didn’t have one, either. I remembered the extra morning after pill I had stashed away and concluded it wouldn’t be the end of the world to take one again.
“Nevermind, just do it.”
“But…”
“Today, Professor Wyvern,” I grinned. “Fuck me today.”
He growled deep in his chest. I could tell he was turned on when I called him Professor Wyvern. I braced myself as he pushed his cock inside me. I only had one good hand to lean on, and I didn’t want to fall on my face. I moaned as he went all the way in. It felt amazing, and after everything that had happened in Heaven, I needed it.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he whispered.
“Well then, fuck my tight pussy, Professor. What are you waiting for?”
He leaned over me and sank his hand in my long blond hair. He pulled slightly as he whispered in my ear: “God, Yolanda. Do you even know what you’re doing to me?”
I grinned. He couldn’t see it, but I knew he could feel how smug I was in that moment.
He straightened his back, grabbed my hips, and started thrusting with abandon. The table creaked under us. In and out, his cock filled me perfectly. I could feel myself getting closer, and I squeezed my eyes shut, chasing an orgasm. I knew it wouldn’t last long because we were in danger of being discovered. That made it even more exciting.
“Fuck,” he grunted.
He was close too, and the thought that I was doing this to him, the thought that I was his student and he was my teacher, and that here we were, fucking in an empty classroom, sent me over the edge. I bit my tongue so I wouldn’t scream. My walls clenched and unclenched around him, and soon he was coming deep inside me. His fingers dug into the soft skin of my hips as he held me in place and filled me with his seed. I could feel the head of his cock growing larger as he shot stream after stream of cum close to the entrance of my womb.
We stayed like that for a minute longer, then the bell rang. He pulled out, got dressed quickly, then helped me, as I couldn’t quite do it by myself. He buttoned up my shirt, and I giggled amused. It was funny how he was fixing my clothes and making sure I looked presentable.
“Well, thank you, Professor Wyvern.”
His brows furrowed. “What for?”
I leaned in to whisper against his lips. “For a good fuck.”
Was it me, or did he blush just then? He combed his fingers through my hair, pulling it over my shoulder.
“You’re welcome?”
I smiled. “And thank you for sending the Unseelie warriors to find me. I appreciate the gesture.”
“I’ll have to call them back. Does this mean… you can teleport again?”
“Yes.”
He eyed my cast. “What happened? How did you break your arm?”
I shook my head. I could hear students outside in the hallway. It was only a matter of time before someone walked in on us.
“It doesn’t matter. But do you know what matters?” I looked him in the eyes as I said the next words. “I know how to banish the Great Old Ones. I met someone in Heaven who gave me exactly the information I needed. This will be over soon. Next year, on Christmas Night. Save the date.”
He was in shock. I laughed and pecked his lips. I couldn’t wait for him to recover, since it was better for me to walk out of the classroom first, and then for him to follow me a few minutes later. So, I left him there, feeling victorious. As I mingled with the students, I decided I wasn’t going to attend classes today. I headed toward Headmaster Colin’s office, thinking he’d probably like to know that I’d made it out of Heaven alive.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
I met Mila and Lorna down in the cavern. Corri was with me, her wings buzzing all the time, the sound reassuring me that everything would be all right. I wasn’t thrilled that they wanted to do the ritual there, but Mila had told me once that the cavern had been their secret meeting spot when they were students at Grim Reaper Academy. By “they” she meant not only she and Lorna, but also her four boyfriends – Sariel, GC, Pazuzu, and Francis, – and some of their other friends they could trust. Maybe I was a little jealous because Mila had more friends than I did. Somehow, as awkward as she was, she was more social than me. By the end of their studies, she’d even turned Lorna, her sworn enemy, into a friend. Now, they were inseparable. Except for when they had to reap separately, because Mila was Violent Death, and Lorna was Righteous Death. Just like Domina. But I couldn’t imagine Domina and I ever becoming friends. Lorna and Mila had hated each other over a man, too. I simply couldn’t see Domina getting over Davien and the fact that he’d chosen me.