Dark Angel Academy (The Complete Series) - G. Bailey Page 0,89
my lips back onto his and rolling my hips in rhythm. Our breathless moans and groans fill the room as we devour each other, both of us desperately chasing our finish.
“I love you, Thallon,” I whisper as I feel my orgasm getting closer. Gripping my hips tightly, Thallon harshly kisses me as he thrusts into me harder and harder until I explode around him, taking him with me. Shaking from the aftershocks of the orgasm, I breathlessly lie on Thallon’s chest and close my eyes. Sometimes, even in the darkness, the man you love comes to save you and breathes life back into your soul.
And Thallon would always come to save me.
Chapter 46
“Kaitlyn!” Ren calls my name as I walk through the greenhouse, and I spin around, searching through the crowds of students as I hold my bag tighter on my shoulder. Surrounded by three vampires I have seen around the academy but don’t know the names of, he walks over to me, giving me time to admire how good he looks in a suit and black jacket. He must have been working out, as his large chest pushes the white shirt to its limit, and a few buttons undone at the top draw my attention to his golden skin underneath. Stopping a few inches away from me, he smiles as he speaks. “Can we speak privately tonight?”
“Sure,” I say, thinking of the dagger in my bag, the pressure of it, and the itch to just tell Ren the truth of why I came back to the academy and just about everything up to and including the dagger.
But I say nothing, and I hate myself for it.
“Are you alright?” he asks, and I hesitate until he glances at my ribs. Duh. Of course, he meant my injury.
“It’s sore if I press on it, but otherwise I don’t notice. I wanted to ask you a question if you have a moment?” I ask, and he nods, looking back at the three vamps who quickly walk away. “Who are they?”
“My royal advisors. They might look young, but they each are over five hundred years old and have spent their lives advising master vampires,” he explains to me, and I lead us over to the fountain with the rose bushes I like so much. “Now what is on your mind?”
“If you had a secret...something you once thought was the right thing but don’t any longer, would you tell someone?”
His eyes search mine, and for a second I almost think he knows everything. “Your secrets are yours to keep and tell. No one can tell you the answer you know in your soul, Kaitlyn.”
“Have you always been wise, Ren?” I question, and he laughs.
“No, but being dead for fifty years gives you time to think,” he replies, and I chuckle with him. “Now don’t you have class? We can talk more tonight if you like. I have many problems to discuss with my advisors today.”
“Yes, history class. I should go,” I say, scrambling to my feet. I almost forget Ren isn’t a normal guy I have a crush on for a second when we are together. It’s like the world blurs away and all I can focus on is his voice, his cinnamon scent, and how good it feels to be next to him. Picking up my bag, I step away, but Ren calls me back.
“By the way, Kaitlyn, you look beautiful today.”
I turn back, surprised by the compliment as my cheeks burn. I grin at him before turning away and rushing to my class. I’m about ten minutes late when I step into vampire history, and the teacher shakes his head before nodding to my seat next to Henry. Henry takes my hand as I sit down, linking our fingers under the table as he carries on the lecture I just interrupted.
“In the eighteenth century, vampires were at their strongest, and we held many castles and lands around the world. We soon began to realise our half breed children could be just as strong as our own, and we welcomed the humans into our homes with open arms. Unfortunately, it became clear that the mix of vampire and human blood did not make for strong children. Every half breed child died between the ages of eight and thirteen, and for many years, this was a curse no one could shake. Has anyone read ahead?”
Henry surprises me when he places his hand in the air, and the teacher nods at him to speak. “Soon