Page 36 of A Curse So Cruel (Fated Mates of Shadowbone Academy #1)

Honestly, it’s the weirdest description, but again, the whole sniffing thing really does it for me. At least, it does when Galen is the one sniffing me. My gaze goes from the professor to his desk, and my mind fills with a whole bunch of dirty, delicious images. Oh, if only he had tentacles…

He lifts his hand, running his slender fingers down the side of my face. “I don’t know what Knox was thinking by bringing you here.”

I look down, indicating to the fact I’m still standing there topless. “Something about you giving me clothes?”

His answering smile is a wicked slash on his face. “Yes, though it seems a shame to cover up a body so…perfect.”

I grin stupidly. “Exactly! I don’t know what Knox was freaking out about. You know he turned out the lights?—”

Before I can finish, Galen’s lips are on mine. The kiss is hot and heady, and I recover from my shock quickly, responding as he forces his tongue inside my mouth like he’s desperate to explore every inch of me.

Shadows wrap around us, and soon we’ve been transported across the room, and my thighs bump against the front of his desk. Galen lifts me, placing me on the wooden table, and all I can do is watch as he forces my legs apart, stepping between them. Umm…hello .

My throat goes dry as one of his hands presses behind my back, while the other slides under my ass. He drags me closer to the edge of the desk, pulling me toward him.

I stare up at him, hardly able to breathe as desire makes me pant.

The male is achingly beautiful. His long, white hair tumbles around his angular face, and long lashes frame his turquoise eyes that sparkle like diamonds in the dim lighting.

He squeezes my ass before moving his hand, dragging it up my body and trailing his fingers up my side before cupping one of my breasts.

I gasp as his thumb lazily plays with my nipple, his grip possessive like my body belongs to him.

His eyes are hooded as he stares down at me, and I don’t miss the considerable large bulge in his pants.

Oh, yes please. I’m about ready to pray to every god the humans believe in, because after the past day, I need this.

I can even forgive Galen for the way he left me unsatisfied in class yesterday.

Finally, this girl is going to get some.

At least, I think that until I remember what Knox said earlier.

“I thought Knox told you not to fuck me,” I point out, breathless. I know, I’m an idiot for reminding him, but if I’m about to get hung out to dry, I’d rather know up front so I can prepare myself.

“He did,” Galen replies, frowning.

My hopes sink. Why the hell did I say that?

I expect him to step away from me, but I gasp when he drops his hand, sliding it between my legs and rubbing two fingers against the front of my shorts.

He leans forward at the same time, bringing his lips to the shell of my ear as he whispers, “But I’m sure a little taste wouldn’t hurt, would it, treasure?

” When he pulls back, his smile is dark and twisted. “For research purposes, of course.”

Well, holy molten lava. I’m so turned on for once I struggle to find my words, and all I can do is nod.

“Good girl,” he chuckles, and my heart races when my shorts and panties abruptly disappear, leaving me completely naked.

His shadows wind around my wrists like ropes, bringing my back to the table and pulling my arms above my head.

What? More shadows wind around my thighs opening my legs wider for him, like I’m being offered up like some kind of sacrifice. Oh, holy shadow daddy hotness.

Reaching down, Galen grips my jaw, brushing his thumb over my bottom lip. “Be a good girl and try not to scream, won’t you, treasure? The last thing we need is Knox returning to ruin our fun.”

I’m pretty sure it’s a rhetorical question, which is good because right now I’m struggling to remember how to speak.

His other hand slides down from my breast, moving between my legs. He slides a single finger up and down my center, and I gasp loudly at the sensation of ice and fire.

He raises a brow at me, shaking his head disapprovingly. “What did I say about making noise?” he reprimands. A shadow slithers over my face, covering my mouth. I would be annoyed at the idea of him silencing me, but I’m too distracted thinking about his hand between my thighs.

Desire consumes every part of his expression as he stares down at me, admiring how I’m splayed for him.

“Yes, just a taste,” he says, like he’s trying to justify things to himself.

I couldn’t care less what kind of pep talk he needs to hear, as long as I’m going to get some.

I wiggle impatiently, and the shadows holding me tighten, keeping me still.

“Such an eager student you are,” he says, and he keeps lazily stroking my center, sliding his fingers through my wetness.

Fuck. I try squirming again, desperate for more friction, but I can hardly move. More shadows slide over my body, climbing up my breasts.

“If you were listening in class, you’d know there are different types of shadows,” he tells me, his voice clinical like he’s back in the lecture hall.

“But these shadows,” he indicates to the shadows on my chest, “are an extension of my power. Of me. When I wish, I can feel everything they touch.” As he says it, the shadows on my breasts move higher, playing with my sensitive nipples and making me whimper.

“Please,” my voice is muffled against the shadow covering my mouth.

He chuckles, sliding his fingers up to circle my clit, and teasing me mercilessly. He brings me to the edge, but just as I’m about to tip over and shatter on his desk, he lowers his fingers, dragging them down and teasing my entrance instead.

My eyes water with frustration. I try to curse him, but the words are still intelligible, so I do the only other thing I can.

I wiggle my jaw and bite the small bit of shadow that falls into my mouth from my gag.

I expect my teeth to pass through the shadow like it’s smoke, but it doesn’t.

My teeth bite against something firm, and Galen hisses like I’ve bitten him.

His eyes heat, and I’m rewarded when he thrusts a finger into my pussy.

I moan as he pushes it inside me, but he pulls his hand away straight after.

Holding it up, he shows me how his fingers glisten with my wetness.

Then he holds my gaze as he brings his fingers to his sensual lips, and he pushes them into his mouth, sucking them clean.

Oh, hell.

His eyes darken as he tastes me, and an unhinged, feral look enters his gaze. He moves so fast, I hardly see it.

And then his mouth is on my pussy, and his tongue is making me feel a pleasure so intense I try to scream, and I’m grateful for the shadow gagging me. The gag was a good call on his part, I guess, because if Knox came here and ruined this for me right now, I might have tried to kill him.

Galen’s shadows hold me in place as the man devours me, eating my pussy like some kind of starved beast, and my legs shake with how badly I need to come. Multiple times I’m right on the edge, ready to shatter, but Galen pulls back just long enough to stop my release before he starts on me again.

I cry a muffled curse, and Galen lifts his head, smirking.

His eyes have turned black, and that feral look is still on his face.

“Mmm that’s a good girl,” he murmurs, his hand reaching up to squeeze my upper thigh.

“Wider love.” His shadows pull my legs even further apart, my thighs starting to burn, but not enough to distract me from how badly I want to come.

Sweat trails down my forehead, and I whimper, desperate for relief. Desperate for more. For him.

He smiles devilishly, noting the look in my eyes. “I’m only going to taste you, little shadow,” he murmurs. “And even that is pushing the line. If I had my way…” he trails off, looking just as tortured as I feel.

More muffled curses flood from me. If I was a witch, right now the man would have about one-hundred hexes on him, all that end with his dick falling off.

Like he knows this, his smirk grows bigger. He reaches up, flicking my sensitive clit with his finger, and I let out a muffled cry at the sensitivity. “But something tells me if I leave you like this, you’ll be an accident waiting to happen.”

An accident? I have no idea what that means, but I nod fervently, encouraging him to finish the job.

“And I suppose you have been well behaved.”

Again, I nod like my life depends on it. Because right now, it feels like I might die if he doesn’t get his head back down there.

One last smile, and he lowers himself between my legs again.

This time as his mouth closes over my pussy, his teeth grazing against my sensitive clit, a shadow goes to my entrance, ice cold as it works its way…

inside me. Oh holy shadow tentacles, am I getting shadowboned in…

Shadowbone Academy? I snort, but my amusement disappears as the shadow fucks me, and the sensation is too damn much as ice pushes against my inner walls.

I let out a muffled scream as an orgasm finally rips through me.

Wave upon wave of pleasure rolls through my body, my legs shaking while he continues eating my pussy as his shadow thrusts inside me.

When the orgasm finally ends, I sag against the table, breathing heavily as I struggle to get air into my lungs.

Galen lifts himself from the end of the table, and his shadow disappears from my pussy. The shadows binding me gently release me, and as he stands, his shadows deposit me into his arms.

Striding over, he carries me to a leather armchair in one corner of the room, situated beside a roaring fireplace. Sitting, he places me on his lap.

I rest with my head against his chest, because I have zero energy left, and my eyelids are heavy with the need to sleep. Leaning down, he kisses my hair tenderly, and my heart squeezes traitorously, even though I know I shouldn’t fall for this man.

He’s still hard beneath me, and I reach down because it doesn’t seem fair. Before my hand can go to his cock, he stops me. “No,” he murmurs, his voice pained. “Not yet.”