Zodiac Academy Fated Throne - Caroline Peckham Page 0,240

her inner thigh. I didn’t know what the fuck to do at this point so I just sat there, hoping Hadley didn’t decide to pay attention and pick up my heartbeat, but I reckoned the fact that he was on cloud nine right now meant he was too distracted to notice.

“Fucking hell, Hadley,” Athena growled, tipping her head back against the wall. For a girl who hated being fed on by so-called parasites, she sure as hell seemed to be enjoying herself.

Hadley finally stood up, wiping a line of blood from the corner of his mouth and sucking his fingers. He got up in her face and she raised her chin defiantly, masking the bliss on her face I’d seen a few seconds ago.

“Are you done?” she asked icily and he shook his head, checking his watch.

“I’ve got you for another full minute.”

Man, I really needed to leave.

“You taste like a summer’s day,” he said breathlessly.

“Well I imagine you taste like the dead of winter,” she said with a shrug.

“Do you wanna find out?” he murmured then lowered his head to look her in the eyes, pressing his hands either side of her on the wall as he caged her in. “You can taste me if you want, Athena. I won’t tell anyone.”

“I’m good,” she said lightly. “And you’ve got about ten seconds left before you become my little bitch, so are you finished being a leech?”

He snarled then lunged forward and took her lower lip between his teeth, drawing blood and making her wince. She swallowed visibly as he released her lip, their mouths grazing and his body pressing flush to hers. Their eyes were locked and for a moment I saw a hint of something more in Athena’s eyes as she gazed at him.

“Time’s up,” she said with a victorious smile.

“Worth it,” he said heavily.

“Carry me back to the party, little bitch,” she commanded with a smirk and he rolled his eyes before whipping her off of her feet and shooting away through the door.

My boner was officially dead so I got to my feet, waiting a few seconds before following, planning to keep what I’d seen to myself. I was no snitch, and I didn’t like drama.

My gaze fell on Sofia again, dancing with Tyler beside Darcy, Geraldine and the Heirs in their masks. My brother caught my eye, jerking his head to beckon me and I smiled as I jogged over.

“Nice hair,” I taunted, eyeing the long golden locks hanging around his shoulders.

“Nice lipstick,” he tossed back and I quickly wiped my mouth with a furious whinny.

“Join us Xavier!” Darcy called and I realised Geraldine was teaching her, Seth, Caleb and Max some sort of crazy dance involving a lot of weird hand movements.

“It’s the Crockenberry Jive,” Geraldine announced like that might entice me into it. It kinda did to be fair.

Sofia pulled away from Tyler to learn it too and I dove into the fray with a grin, copying the wiggling hand movements Geraldine was doing as she circled her hips.

Darius drank his beer, shaking his head at us but the ghost of a grin hid at the corner of his mouth.

Sofia’s hip bumped mine and I smirked down at her.

“You sure you can keep up, Xavier?” she asked, her eyes glittering with mirth.

“Yes, little mare,” I teased. “I can keep up.” And not just with this dance, but with Tyler too. I’d be running our herd soon enough, and he’d be bowing to me with my girl by my side. And once I won her, I was never going to let her go.

"T hat's it!" Washer cried as he waded through the water in the Aqua lagoon to come and see what we were doing. "But if you really bend into the motion and thrust your hips you would get better drive on the cast."

Darius arched a brow at me as Washer came to stand beside us, bending in half at the waist so that his head was almost submerged in the water before flicking upright and thrusting his hips forward. The bulge in his budgie smugglers was front and centre as he threw his hands out and cast the magic. A shudder of disgust ran down my spine which I absolutely let him feel with his Siren gifts. A surge of motion rippled beneath the waves before four perfectly casted horses leapt above the surface entirely crafted from water and galloped away from us.

He had something of a point; water magic was fluid