Kon takes our hands, gracefully spinning us both out and in again. “It depends on who you’re dancing for.” His gaze flickers over my shoulder and I know he sees Cormac glaring. Leaning back, he gives me a reassuring smile, “I’m not here to cut in. I’m just concerned.”
Sucking in a deep breath, I manage to return his smile, “It’s okay, I need to freshen up anyway.” I give him my haughtiest look. “I suppose you’d like a dance with my date?”
He kisses my hand, laughing. “If it’s acceptable to you both.”
I squeeze Mariya’s waist and whisper, “Have fun.”
Cutting through the crowd quickly, avoiding any reaching hands or requests for a dance, I head for the ladies’ room. I’ll just take a breath and sit for a second. Maybe thisispointless. Maybe-
Well, this is déjà vu.
A hand goes over my mouth as I’m jerked into a side hallway. I stomp my spiked heel down and he moves his foot out of the way just in time.
“Ah-ah! Bad lass,” his heavy whisper sends goosebumps over my skin. “You’re playing with fire tonight.”
“I’m not playing anymore, Cormac,” I warn breathlessly. “No more of your kissing and warm little moments, just to draw back and treat me like a child. You either admit that you want me or you back off.”
He growls,he growlsand I feel the vibration down my spine. “I’m in a position of authority over you, girl. These feelings are not right-”
“Stop,” I hiss, “just stop it.” I turn around with some difficulty and glare up at him. He’s got me pressed against the wall, a dark corner of the hall where it would be difficult to see us; his chest is heaving against my breasts and he slides a thick thigh between mine. “I have a year and a half left of freedom, and I’m not wasting it. If you want me, step up.”
“If I don’t, you’re going to give yourself to one of those unworthy little bastards?” His hands tighten on my arms and his thighpushes up hard against my center. I wore these flimsy undies because they don’t leave a line under my dress, but I know he can feel the moisture starting to seep through the silk against his bare skin.
“It’s not an either-or thing,” I argue, flushing as his muscled thigh rubs against my center again. “I- I feel something for you. But you don’t get to play with my head anymore.”
His brows draw together in a thunderous scowl, I glare right back, even though I can feel the embarrassing rush of moisture drenching my undies. This smug bastard might be angry but he wants me. The defined musculature of his leg is rubbing against my clitoris, nearly lifting me off my feet and a moan escapes me.
His forehead drops to mine. “Damn you, woman. You’re in my blood.”
He yanks me off the wall and slides an arm around my waist, leading me rapidly down the hall.
Chapter Twelve
In which there are so many orgasms.
Cormac…
Mala walks with me silently as I lead her through a set of doors and down a stairway.
“There’s a network of tunnels that run under the Academy,” I murmur, “I discovered most of them when I went here.”
“I’d heard rumors…” She’s looking at the dripping stone walls and dim lighting as I hurry her along, our footsteps echoing in the silence. When she stumbles over the uneven floor, I sweep her up in my arms, enjoying her startled yelp.
“Women and their elaborately useless shoes…” I grumble under my breath as she laughs.
She wraps her arms around my shoulders. “Where are we going?” The light scent of her- like honey and tangerines, like sunlight, envelops me and I groan. If I get any harder, my cock is going to lift my kilt past all decency.
“To my cottage.”
“You don’t live in the faculty building?”
“Christ, no,” I said fervently. Turning left, I trot up a flight of stairs and open the door, checking the exit to make sure noguards are milling about. “Living cheek-by-jowl with all those people? Never. I live in the shepherd’s cottage.”
“Cheek by what?” Mala’s laughing quietly and the movement brushes those spectacular breasts against me again. Pulling off my jacket, I wrap it around her shoulders.
“Almost there.”
The cottage is nearly hidden behind one of the greenhouses and the area is deserted, everyone is at the party tonight. I have the door open and Mala inside in a moment, pressing her against the stone wall to kiss her again, those full, juicy lips.
