Page 54 of A Curse So Cruel

I want to protest at Knox’s last comment, but what’s the point.

“I must say,” Galen comments with a smile. “It has been a while since I’ve seen him that…bothered.”

I feel ridiculous standing there with a book covering me, so I simply shift the hardback in my hands, studying the cover. “Oh, I love this one!” I say excitedly when I recognize the title. “This is the story with the hottie beast in a forgotten castle.” Then as I think about what happens in the book, I pout. “Not sure why he had to lose his beast form forever, though.”

When I look up, Galen is standing directly in front of me. I hadn’t even seen the man move. His lips curve up. “A fan of the beast, are you? Then I suppose it’s a good thing you won’t find any princes here.”

His predatory gaze roves over me appreciatively, and my heartrate picks up, my body flushing with heat. I have no idea what to say to that, and the man simply continues staring at me like he intends on devouring me right there. Just that look is enough to melt my panties.

I lower the book, and he steps forward, plucking it from my hands. His shadows whisk the book away, depositing it back on the shelf, but I’m too busy staring at Galen to see where it went exactly.

“Mmm,” he says, dropping his nose to my hair and breathing me in. “Why is it that you always smell so delicious. Like a caramel latte with…” he breathes in again, “a hint of cinnamon.”

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. Hesqueezes 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.