Page 74 of The Vampire Oracle
“Not you,” Theron said, grabbing my forearm and pulling me down the hall.
Heat rushed through me as I pulled from his touch. “Whatever. I would never be affected by a va—”
Theron’s eyes snapped to me, and I stopped myself. He grabbed my forearm, guided me around the corner to an empty hall and into the broom closet.
“Hands off,” I snapped, pulling from his grasp.
“Try very hard not to ruin the years of fucking work that I put into this!” He snapped in a low voice.
“Then don’t talk about anything sexual. Don’t think it, don’t imply it or anything!” I hissed.
He rolled his eyes. “You’re the one… smelling like that.”
“Like what?” My brows pulled. I had taken a shower today, even though my panties were soaked from all the thoughts of my men. Was he talking about that? The heat boiled in my stomach.
“Like that,” he growled, stepping closer.
My lower back hit the shelf in the small space.
“All day yesterday, you smelt like this. You live with five men, and they don’t know how to please you.”
I swallowed. “I’m… insatiable.”
His jaw tightened; eyes dropped to my neck. I could feel my pulse heating up. It has been a bit since we were pressed that close to each other, but it felt good. It felt right, but it shouldn’t. Theron was a vampire that went unnoticed for years.
“Stop looking at me like you want to eat me. I’m your student, Father Theron,” I said in the sweetest voice.
But it didn’t help. His hand trapped me between him and the shelf. His head dipped a bit, and my head tilted back instantly.
“So, act like it.”
My legs were trembling, waiting for his soft lips to touch mine. Last time he tasted like my blood. This time… I didn’t know what he would have tasted like.
Coffee? Blood? Do vampires need anything else to survive?
His cock twitched, and I wanted to beg and moan. Over a vampire. I was fucking insane.
Cozen and Father Nero? Okay a bit crazy. Kier? Getting warmer to insane. Father Theron? I deserved a jacket that makes me hug myself.
“Don’t fuck this up for me, Psalm.”
I swallowed my name. “I would never, but don’t imply I want to sleep with you, or I want anything to do with you. I don’t. Us together was a mistake.”
He blinked, straightening. He fixed his outfit before nodding. “You are right. You were a mistake.”
“Me? You came onto me!”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Ms. Adams. Now if we can please get back to work, that would be amazing.”
My jaw tightened. This was what I wanted, for him to treat me like his student, not the girl he tasted and fucked. Yet when he treated me like that, it hurt.
Why?
He fixed himself to hide his long dick from all the eyes that would love to see it. I heard Miren talking about him. It didn’t piss me off. He would never go for a girl like that, especially not one he couldn’t trust.
Could he trust me?
“Let’s go,” he ordered and left me, alone and dripping in the broom closet. The moment he stepped out, I could breathe and think again. I fixed myself and followed him.