Page 32 of House of Ruin
“Oh, good for you to be so attentive and cunning, Rathone.” Val’s voice sounded muffled; she must have been the one in one of the stalls. “I bet that is exactly the reason the Rats have been so quiet and pissy this year. Too busy to participate in the Game when all you do is look for other people to blame for your mistakes, right?”
Finally, through the haze of pleasure, Alecto realized they were talking about that relic she’d helped Val steal from the Dragons last trimester. Alecto never asked Val why she needed it or what she did with it, but it seemed that even though her plan with Rogue hadn’t worked out, she’d found another way to drive a wedge between the Houses.
Against her own will, Alecto’s hips bucked, her fire burning brighter as Blaze tickled the spot inside her, sending her dripping and her thighs trembling. She inhaled a ragged breath, widening her eyes, but there was nothing she could do.
If Alecto spoke, they would be found out.
She was surprised they hadn’t been already, knowing how hard she was breathing.
Blaze leaned forward again, his lips finding her throbbing clit. Alecto’s heart was going to escape her rib cage. She tried to wiggle away from that wicked tongue, but his grip didn’t allow her.
Alecto’s pleasure was coming for her again, heat gathering in her lower belly and thighs.
“You’re going to get what’s coming to you one day, Valeria,” Galia warned, her voice dropping low. “You think you’re so ahead of everyone else, on top of the world. Let me assure you, you know nothing of what’s going on behind the scenes. And trying to frame the Rats for stealing from the Dragons is not going to work.”
“If it’s not gonna work, then why are we here right now having this conversation instead of you being with Norse and kissing his ass?” Val teased.
When Galia didn’t respond, Val’s mocking laugh filled the bathroom.
Right at that moment, the trembling wave came over Alecto in such a sudden rush, she couldn’t control herself, and her lips parted. But before a moan could escape, a hand clasped over her mouth, stopping any sound.
Blaze’s tongue sucked and licked so hard, Alecto’s eyes rolled to the back of her head at the pleasure. She thought her whole body was going to shatter from the intensity.
The toilet flushed in one of the stalls, and Alecto’s eyes fluttered open. Blaze’s hand slowly slipped away, down her throat, between her breasts and waist. Steps echoed farther away, and the door creaked once more.
They were alone again, only Alecto’s heavy panting filling the air around them.
Blaze’s lips glittered with her wetness as he leaned back, a satisfied smirk on his face. Alecto couldn’t find words; the only thing she could do was stare at him in disbelief mixed with desire.
She had a taste of his lips on her, of his fingers caressing her from the inside. But she had yet to feel those hands on her breasts right now, to feel those lips forcing her lips apart as he claimed her mouth again.
Alecto found herself longing for more of him.All of him.And that feeling was the one she didn’t want.
Blaze brushed a thumb over his lip, lazily licking the remains of her essence, and Alecto throbbed at the sight of it.
Instead of acting on her desires, she fought hard in her mind. Then Alecto drew her thighs together, and this time Blaze allowed her, standing from the seat of the toilet with grace.
Swiftly, he unlocked the door and stepped outside the stall. Before he closed the door, he threw one last glance at her and winked. “I’ll see you around, baby. It’s been a pleasure. As always.”
At that moment, Alecto knew she was in trouble.
14
Another three days passed by, seemingly with no new incidents or trouble at the Venefica Academy.
And today, Blaze found himself strolling towards the campus library to meet none other than thelovelyAlecto.
They had that damned Herbalism project to work on, and because they’d been fucking around last trimester, now they were behind.
Which made Alecto exceptionally angry with Blaze.
Not that he minded that.
In fact, Blaze realized he quite enjoyed seeing Alecto riled up.
Her rage was intense and sweet, the thing Blaze craved just as much as touching her, kissing her, tasting her…
The door to the library swung open, barely missing Blaze’s face as Norse and Hendrix walked out of the library, throwing a sideways glance at Blaze as they passed.
