Chapter 7

Teya's POV

He pulled me even closer to himself and slammed his lips against mine. His lips seemed to devour me. Like he wanted to eat me up. I tensed against him at first. Then slowly and slightly relaxed against his firm body. 

His hands roamed. Explored my curves. Like he wanted to familiarize himself with me. His hard sick pulsed between us and he let out a growl as his nose twitched slightly. 

"I can smell your arousal little mate. I can literally feel the taste on my tongue." He said. 

My cheeks burned with embarrassment bit he said nothing as he lifted me by my hips and placed me on top his desk. Papers were sent flying in all directions. But he couldn't care less. His head dipped to my neck as he licked and nipped my collarbone. I let out a moan. That was surely going to leave a mark. 

"You don't know how good this feels my little mate. To be able to finally get hard for a woman. Not just anyone. One made especially for me by the moon goddess. Fuck!!!!!!!!!! I could get lost in the feeling." I whimpered. How Pathetic of me. 

I grinded slowly against his hard body hoping to find some friction to ease the feeling that was building up in my pussy. Kael let out a deep groan and the next thing I knew he was shoving me so that my back lay on the table spread out for him like a buffet. His head lowered as he took in the sight of me. His hands flew to his belt as he hurriedly unbuttoned his pants. His boxers were next and the groan of relief he let out did things to my body. 

His hand moved to squeeze the base of his dick as he bit his lip. 

"Look at you. All laid out for me. Like my favorite dessert. You feel it too don't you Teya. There's a pull towards me that you just can't explain. You want me admit it." The moan I let out this time was so loud I was afraid that the whole school could hear us. The school. We were in the school. Not even in his office but in a classroom where anyone could just walk in and see us together like this. 

It seemed like he knew what I was thinking because as I made to scramble away from the desk he pinned me with a hand to my throat. 

"Where do you think you're going to? You will stay there and let me have my way with you." He growled out. 

His hand dipped down. Below my skirt. The outline on my panties. He shifted them to the side and stroked a gentle finger. I cried out from the little bit of relief I felt. 

"Look at you. So wet and ready for me. I bet if I wanted to fuck you right now you would take it like the good little slut that you are. Won't you Teya?" My only acknowledgement wan another loud moan as his fingers pressed firmly on my clit. He teased the hard nub drawing circles around it. 

"Please............" My voice rang out. I was torn between wanting him to slip his fingers into me and him allowing me to leave the room. I didn't know what I wanted. 

It seemed like he picked the first option because he thrusted two if those long fingers into my aching pussy. I Iet out a cry. 

"You're a virgin?" He asked. I felt so embarrassed. How could he tell? I struggled against his grip as I fought to stand up. 

"Nothing to be ashamed of little Mate. It just makes me want you even more. Now be a good girl and dip your hands into that pretty pussy and show me how you like it." I was almost the shade of a tomato at this point but nevertheless I did as I was told. 

For Reya. I reminded myself. You're talking as if you're not enjoying the way he's treating you like a little slut. I swallowed hard, my fingers trembling slightly as I obeyed.

Kael’s hand lingered on my thigh, his thumb stroking slow, possessive circles into my skin. 

“Touch yourself,” he said again, his voice low and rough like gravel. “I want to see how you fall apart.”

My hand slid beneath the hem of my skirt, my palm brushing over the warmth trapped between my thighs. I gasped as my fingertips grazed the wet fabric of my panties. I was soaked. 

Kael’s breath hitched. “Fuck, Teya.”

My breath caught in my throat. I parted my legs more, fingers moving past the damp cotton of my panties. I brushed my clit lightly—once, then again, in a soft circle. The pleasure sparked like lightning, sharp and delicate.

Kael’s jaw clenched as he wrapped his hand around his thick length, stroking himself slowly in time with my fingers. His eyes never left mine. “That’s it. Show me. Show me how you ache for me.”

Heat spread through me, wild and unrelenting. I let out a soft moan, half from embarrassment, half from the aching need between my legs. My fingers were slick now, moving a little faster. Kael’s groan echoed mine, his movements tightening.

“Do you feel that, Teya?” he asked, voice strained. “The pull? Like your body was made to respond to mine?”

“I feel it,” I whispered, barely able to speak. “I don’t know what it is, but I—”

“It’s the bond,” he growled. “It’s you. You’re mine, and your body knows it even if your mind doesn’t want to accept it.”

His hand moved faster, rougher, as if watching me unravel was undoing every ounce of control he had. I let my head fall back slightly, lips parted, fingers slipping lower now—slow, deliberate strokes as my breath came in gasps.

Kael moved closer, towering over me. “Keep going. Don’t stop. I want to see how you fall apart when I’m this close.”

My thighs trembled. The pressure inside me built and built and built until it felt unbearable, like my body was wound too tight and any second now—

Kael grunted, his voice breaking. “Teya—look at me.”

I obeyed, meeting his eyes. He was undone—flushed, panting, his eyes wild and full of something feral. His strokes faltered, his hips twitching forward slightly as he watched me, watched us. 

“Come for me,” he whispered, voice like a command laced with reverence. “Let go.”

I broke.

The pleasure rushed over me in waves, stealing the air from my lungs, making my body tremble beneath his gaze. I cried out, fingers still moving as Kael let out a low, guttural sound—his own release following mine, his head tipping back as he lost himself to it.

The silence that followed  thick as I tried to process my thoughts. I had just done that hadn't I? 

I felt him wiping me down and I stood up abruptly. My face burned with mortification this time around. 

"I can do that myself, thank you Sir." His lips twitched. 

"Well hurry up then. Meet me in my office so we'll sign the contract and then you're free." 

Saying this he tucked his dick into his pants, arranged his things and walked off. Leaving me alone in the empty classroom with nothing but my thoughts. 

I stood there for what felt like hours, the silence pressing in around me like a second skin. My legs were unsteady, my breath shallow. I pulled my panties back into place and straightened my skirt with trembling fingers, trying to pretend none of this had just happened. Trying to pretend that I hadn’t just broken into a thousand pieces beneath the touch of the man I should have hated.

Kael. My Mate 

I swallowed back the bile that rose in my throat. I hated how that word felt in my mind—how it coiled around my heart and whispered treacheries into my soul. He was cruel. Controlling. Dangerous.

And yet... my body responded to him like he was my salvation.

I shook my head. No. This wasn’t about him. This wasn’t about me either. This was about Reya.

I grabbed my bag and forced my feet to move, each step out of the classroom feeling heavier than the last. I needed to find the dorm master. I needed to find Reya.

As I rounded the corner toward the admin wing, my body still sore from Kael’s touch, I caught sight of my reflection in the glass door. My hair was a mess. My lips looked swollen. My eyes looked—haunted.

Disgust curled in my stomach. Not because I had agreed on the contract. Not even because I had touched myself in front of him. But because I wanted it. Deep down, I wanted him. And that scared me more than anything.

I finally reached the dorm master’s office. An older woman with stern eyes and silver-streaked hair looked up from her paperwork as I entered.

“Yes?”

“I... I need Reya Wellington dorm number,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady.