Page 19 of Plug and Drain

Her heartbeat drummed in her ears.

“Thank you,” she whispered.

Arken smiled at her, and it warmed her. She could not detect anything sly or condescending in it. She almost smiled back.

“So, shall we?” he asked.

Another strange question.

No one had ever asked her for permission to have sex with her before, and she wouldn’t have said yes even if they had. Sex had never been enjoyable, not when her body was used like a ragdoll, like she wasn’t a living, breathing person with emotions.

She was half-convinced that the concept of the female orgasm during sex was a myth. Some wolves insisted that vampires had a way of making sex pleasurable, but Susie had never experienced that. Her tail always seemed to attract the wrong kind of vampires—the ones who preferred Professor Zott’s more extreme methods of discipline. Which was ironic because she was one of the only students who hadn’t faced some form of punishment at Professor Zott’s hands. She’d always been on her best behaviour.

But what happened in the classroom at Volmasque Academy had little to do with what happened after hours.

Arken was waiting patiently for her response. Always waiting. This had to be the most drawn-out encounter she’d experienced so far. Usually, it was over by now, and she was showered and back in her bed trying to pretend that nothing had happened. Although, the cruel ones liked to draw things out. They liked to hear her beg.

Her insides twisted at the memory, and she bit her lip.

I could say ‘no’.

It was tempting, and the word was on the tip of her tongue. Something about Arken’s countenance was so approachable. It made her feel like she could be honest with him.

But she knew his face would morph into something ugly, she was sure of it, and then he would be mean. She’d made that mistake before—thinking a vampire’s polite mannerisms were genuine.

And even if Arken didn’t force her to sleep with him anyway, what then? He would simply go and feed on Molly, and that was far worse. It was too soon after the omegas’ assault, and Susie dreaded what would happen to the first-year if she was violated again. Molly probably wouldn’t recover if that happened.

I should say ‘yes’. Far better to be in Headmaster Arken’s good books.

It wasn’t really a choice.

Either way, someone was going to be hurt. But unlike Molly, she was strong. She could do this. It was just another vampire taking what he wanted in a string of selfish men.

And at least there was no change of her getting pregnant—not with the contraceptive in the academy’s drinking water.

“Susanna?” Arken prompted, giving her that concerned look again.

“Yes,” she gasped, nodding quickly and forcing a smile. “Yes, sorry. I’m ready.”

He returned her smile. “Very good.”

But he was still searching her gaze, and she added, “What would you like me to do?”

“Nothing just yet.”

She stopped breathing as he slid his hand against her heat. The contact against her clit made her jump as heat blossomed from his touch.

“Wh-what are you doing?” she stammered.

“Just making sure you’re ready.”

Arken stroked her folds in a way that was not unpleasant, and Susie immediately became aware of the wetness seeping between her legs. It was the most aroused she’d been in…well, since forever, at least physically.

Mentally, she was trying not to be present, but Arken’s attentiveness made it extremely difficult to imagine herself elsewhere.

She flinched when he slid a finger into her pussy, and she sat bolt upright.

“Did I hurt you?” asked Arken, removing his hand.