Fated for Her Wolves - Tara West Page 0,94
compromising position.” She blew steam across her tea, looking up at him with an innocent air. “You?”
His nostrils flared and his gaze flickered to her breasts. “Burned down the boy’s bathroom.”
“Not on purpose,” Teju said. “Draque was trying to smite a rat.”
Ladon nodded. “The school was infested.”
“Why are you allowed to bring your wands to detention?” She glanced at the long stick poking out of Draque’s jeans.
“We’re not.” Draque slipped a wand from his pocket with a grin. “Teju knows every concealment and enchantment spell there is.”
“He’s the smart brother.” Ladon tapped his forehead. “His mind is like a Goldenwand.”
“Nice.” She shifted uncomfortably at the reference to her grandfather’s invention. People were always talking about the revolutionary wand that had the features of a cellphone (an electronic communication device used in the human realm) and the memory of a seasoned witch. It was the perfect blend of technology and magic. It was also seldom used by shifters, and she didn’t know if that was due to their animosity toward the Goldenwand or the wand’s hatred of them. Either way, she had a sinking feeling these shifters wouldn’t be impressed if they found out she was the Goldenwand heiress.
“What kind of compromising position?” Draque asked with a hint of mirth.
She watched the steam rising from her cup, feeling as if he could see into her soul with his penetrating eyes. Smiling softly at the memory, she said, “Me bent over my professor’s desk and him bent over behind me.”
Panting heavily, Thelix perked up to see their reactions.
“You screwed your professor?” All three brothers said simultaneously, their jaws dropping.
“Just one, but if you listen to the rumors, I’ve fucked between ten and ten thousand.” Though she was a siren, and naturally sexual, she did have standards. Even though he’d offered, she wasn’t about to sleep with Professor Slugstack for a passing grade. Periwinkle had been too tempting to resist, though. It was almost as if he’d cast a spell on her libido.
“Why did you sleep with him?” Teju asked.
Though she wasn’t always attracted to men in glasses, she couldn’t deny Teju looked adorably sophisticated. The round lenses kept sliding down his nose. She studied his eyes and saw no judgment there, just a sense of wonder.
“It was a lot more fun than studying.” She bit her thumbnail. “Professor Periwinkle wasn’t just my teacher; he was my tutor, and we spent a lot of time together after school.”
“Periwinkle, huh?” Draque chuckled.
She supposed his name was odd. There was once an infamous witch named Pressy Periwinkle, who’d been accused of shrinking her former lovers’ testicles.
She eyed Draque coolly and then caught the thick scent of their desire. Thelix clawed at her, demanding to be sated. Serah refused to surrender to her siren, no matter how badly she wanted to bang the shifters.
Teju cleared his throat, shifting his legs and not-so-inconspicuously adjusting the bulge in his jeans. “The teachers are all women here.”
She instinctively licked her lower lip, instantly regretting her action. Before Grandfather had taken her from Siren’s Cove, she’d enjoyed the sexual company of two girls her age. They’d helped Serah unlock the secrets of her body. But she wasn’t about to sleep with a professor again, even though the girls she’d been with had pleasured her far better than Professor Periwinkle.
“Most of them are trolls,” Teju added.
She blinked at him, thinking of Lady Hoofenmouth with the unibrow, wide nose, and a face that had been struck a few times by a really big ugly stick. No offense to trolls, but they were the most unattractive race in the magical world. “Really? Most of them?”
“Everyone except for Miss Bubblebosom.” Ladon chuckled. “And they’re all loyal to Doublewart.”
Holy dragon dong! She didn’t think she could stomach sleeping with a troll. No wonder Grandfather had insisted she attend this school.
“If you need tutoring,” Teju said, “I’m happy to help.”
“Thanks, Teju.” Heat flamed her cheeks when she looked into his piercing eyes. She had a feeling his idea of tutoring would be much like Periwinkle’s. “But as soon as my detention’s over, I’m calling my grandfather to come get me.” He wouldn’t want her to stay here after he learned Goldenwands were forbidden. Sure, he was often hard on her and not very affectionate, but he cared enough to see that she got a decent education, didn’t he?
“You signed the contract, right?” Teju asked.
“Yeah.” She shrugged, but Grandfather could get her out of it.
Draque gave her a forlorn look as if he’d accidentally eaten her puppy.