their room too. That would’ve given them a hell of a shock, right?”
Asher looks thoughtful for a moment, his free hand sliding down to lightly stroke my thigh. I shiver. Then he smiles and shrugs, a mischievous glint in his eye.
That’s when I remember being with him and Cam in the classroom again—it was the two of them, kissing and touching me at the same time, and I was between them, pinned, two mouths and hands and—
What if the guys had walked in? What if they’d done it while Asher was inside me? I get the image of Dmitri holding down my hands, pinning me, whispering dirty things in my ear as Cam kisses me, puts his mouth on my breasts, and Asher’s still inside me, fucking me…
Holy motherfucking dirty saints and angels.
It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever imagined, and I can’t help but roll my hips, grinding against Asher’s leg a little, as a thousand other ideas fill me.
Their hands and mouths on me, in me, encouraging me to be a good girl and come for them just one more time…
“You’re wet,” Asher notes, his hand creeping up my thigh to slip between my legs. “You like that idea.”
If I didn’t know better, I’d say he was reading my mind. He starts stroking me again and oh, God, yes.
Instead of answering him, I press my lips to his, climbing on top of him, and our bodies start moving together again. It feels amazing. Perfect.
But as we kiss…
I can’t help but hope a little that we do get caught.
Chapter 10
We didn’t get caught, unfortunately. Cam and Dmitri didn’t make it back to the room until after 1 a.m., when Asher and I were curled up in his bed, mostly asleep.
It was still incredible, though. He knew exactly where to touch me, and when, and how. He had me moaning helplessly, putty in his hands, and just remembering it makes me hot all over.
I swear it was like he was in my head, even with his cuff on. Of course, his cuff was on and activated, so there’s no way he was actually reading my mind, but he might as well have been. It was like he knew everything I wanted even before I knew it. Thank God we were already in our dorm room, because my legs were shaking so hard after that second round—
Professor Perkins raps on my desk, and I jump.
Fuck. That’s what I get for daydreaming in Practical Magic class.
Perkins gives me a stern look and then goes back to his lecture, walking up and down between the rows of desks. “Now, as you can imagine, the more complex the rune, the faster you need to draw it in order to complete it, otherwise the magic will think you’re doing another, simpler rune and behave accordingly.”
Our magic dampening cuffs are off for this class, but it’s probably the most frustrating and boring of my cuff-less classes. Runes are difficult as hell, and we’re not doing anything fun with them anyway. They’re usually used in conjunction with enchanted objects, which theoretically makes them accessible to anyone, since the object is providing the magic, not you. But even though this is a practical class, it’s dense work, and Perkins tends to get pretty long-winded in his explanations.
And to be honest, after getting my butt handed to me by Johnson last spring thanks to his arsenal of charms and enchanted jewelry, I feel a little bitter about this aspect of magic.
Still, even if I don’t find the subject all that interesting, I can’t afford to be lazy in this class. I have to work my ass off if I want to stay on top of my grades this semester.
I focus back in and listen—or try to. I feel unusually hot. Not turned on, but like the room is too hot, like my skin’s too tight, like I can’t…
Jesus. What’s going on?
I tug at my collar, feeling like I’m choking a little, trying to get some air. Am I the only one feeling this way? Everyone else looks fine.
As I drop my hand back down—
Lightning bursts from my palm.
It’s just a little zap, really, but it’s freaking lightning, so it’s strong enough to fly across the room and hit the opposite wall. It only misses Professor Perkins by a couple of inches, and my mouth drops open in horror. Fuck! I could’ve killed him if that zap had hit.
Perkins jumps and whirls around, his gaze zeroing in immediately on Daria, my