“Calm down.” Alister raised his voice, commanding the attention of everyone with little problem. “That being said, the headmaster has decided it would be best if you would all meet the counselor in case you need someone to talk to. So, our counselor will be speaking with you today as well as giving you a lesson on demons, incubi specifically.”
Damien draped his arm around the back of my seat, and Kian’s thigh pressed against mine as he scooted closer. They squished me in between them as the door to the room flew open and a man with inky black hair and bright violet eyes confidently strolled inside with his hands rubbing together.
“Good morning,” he said, and his voice slid over me like honey. “Sorry, I’m late.”
He wore the same uniform the rest of the academy men wore, but it was red. The man’s tie was left undone and a few buttons were left open, exposing some sort of tattoo on his chest.
Stopping next to Alister, he glided his gaze over our class before settling his sultry eyes on me.
My heart pounded against my chest, and I bit down on my bottom lip to stop from gasping at the fluttery sensations that went through my body.
A teasing smirk grew on his lips as he flicked his gaze to Damien and nodded.
Warmth flushed through my core outward, and something inside me overflowed.
“I’m an incubus. Arguably the best subset of the demon species,” he explained, as Damien scoffed.
A few of the students were whispering, but I couldn’t focus on anything but who this man was and how I could get to know him.
“All jokes.” He held his hands up in a way that showed he was surrendering. “I’m the counselor here at Fate Hollow. You can call me Rhett instead of Mr. Everhart, because I want to be on a more intimate level with you than your other professors.”
Rhett.
I didn’t know how a name could be so attractive, but Rhett was more than attractive.
Alister rolled his eyes at that comment and walked back behind his desk to sit down, but Rhett ignored him.
“I know that tensions have been building lately because of the attacks on campus. All you need to do is make an appointment with me if you need to talk. That’s what I’m here for.”
Nobody said anything, and it was like everyone here was hanging on his every word. I knew I was.
His gaze found mine again, and it burned its way into my skin, lighting it on fire with a desire I hadn’t felt before. I squirmed in my seat, and Kian shot me a concerned look from the side, but I couldn’t look away from Rhett.
“As I’m sure you all know, incubi feed off of sexual pleasure.”
A few of the students giggled as another blast of heat smacked into me. I could feel Damien’s and Kian’s warmth at either side of me, but as Rhett commanded the classroom, he was like a sweltering star.
“All demons need to feed to fuel our magic. We incubi do this by partaking in the pleasure or by letting off pheromones to cause others nearby to take care of their own pleasure in whatever way that may be.” The words rolled off his tongue in a sultry manner and embedded into my bones.
“That’s what you’re doing now.” Damien’s gruff voice skittered around the room and Rhett’s eyes lit up more.
“Yes,” he answered in a beat, intently focused on me. “The pheromones I’m producing are the reason for your innate desires coming to fruition.”
“Is that why I want to fuck so bad?” a student asked with desperation laced in his voice.
A chorus of laughter was forced out around us.
Rhett’s gaze left mine and cast toward a student in the back row before coming back to me. “Yes. That’s why you’re having an intense desire for a release.”
Damien let out a low growl, moving his arm from behind me and stuffing his hand into the front of his pants to fix himself.
My body flushed with heat as the pheromones trickled over my skin, and my gaze tore from Rhett’s to Damien’s waist band as he pulled his hand out of his pants.
I turned to Kian, who was bright red with his body slouched down on the bench.
“It’s very useful for you to recognize the enhanced arousal you’re experiencing now in case you’re ever under the influence of an incubus without consent.” There was a firmness in his tone that sliced through the fog. “There are incubi that will harm you or feed without consent. The pheromones are very difficult to resist. It’s unacceptable, and you should learn to spot these signs to avoid falling prey.”
A male student in the back scoffed. “Humans wouldn’t even be bothered by what you’re doing.”
