Chapter 9
TYREL
I'd fucked a good number of humans in my life.
Short ones, tall ones, pretty ones, hot ones.
They were easy prey. All of them. And yet, I'd never fucked someone like Adrian.
He was pretty, yes, but not pretty in the way other humans were.
His eyes seemed brighter somehow, and the pull of attraction drawing me to him was unlike anything I'd experienced on my exploration of the human bar scene.
Of course, there was the fact that he could resist my magic, which made him infinitely interesting, but that wasn't all of it.
It had been one of the most difficult things I'd ever done to walk out of that room without fucking him first. I'd wanted to pin him down and ravage him until he couldn't think straight, until he couldn't even remember that he'd tried to resist me, even for a second.
At the same time, I wanted to break through his resistance and have him surrender of his own free will. I couldn't decide which I wanted more.
But I definitely wanted him.
I was sure not even my mother had foreseen a turn of events like this when she'd plotted this silly casting.
I walked down the hallway shaking my head at myself when a familiar voice stopped me cold.
"What are you doing roaming the hallways at this hour?"
I turned to face my mother.
"Having a stroll."
"Is that so? Paul thought he might have seen you head into one of our applicants' room."
That stupid… My blood froze in my veins, but I didn't let that show on my face.
I couldn't let my mother know that her words unsettled me—she might suspect something.
I didn't know what she was going to do if she learned about Adrian, but nothing good.
She didn't like to feel threatened in her power.
And a human with the ability to throw off her magic would definitely make her feel threatened.
"You know how I am," I said. "Show me a hot piece of meat and I can't resist."
"I remember you being quite reluctant to mate with a humans."
My laughter sounded artificial to my ears, but I hoped Mother wouldn't pick up on it. "Mother, Mother…" I said. "Surely you know that sex can be had without the purpose of making a baby." I pulled a pack of condoms out of my hind pocket, glad that I'd stored it there earlier just in case.
She frowned at me, her displeasure obvious. "I thought we were clear about you keeping your hands off the applicants until we'd weeded them out. You never know when one of those things breaks."
"I remember my promise." I shrugged. "Sometimes the urge is stronger than me."
"I can believe that." She shot me a disdainful look.
"You've never been good at controlling those.
If only because you prefer controlling the people around you rather than yourself.
" The expression she regarded me with was accusatory.
I tried to let it roll off my back, even though I knew exactly what incident she was referring to.
"You and me both," I said. She shared my guilt in equal measure.
She shook her head. "Be that as it may, you weren't in there long enough to have sex."
I snorted. "Believe what you will, Mother. I can make men come undone in far less time than that."
She started to turn away, looking like she really didn't want to continue this line of conversation, but then she halted. "Why him?" she asked. "I would have pegged Michael as more of your type. Maybe Zane."
Oh, those two were my type, she wasn't wrong there, but Adrian was leagues more intriguing. "To spite you," I said. "You don't seem to like him. I like that."
"One day you'll have to grow up, Tyrel."
"We'll see about that."
She shook her head once more, and then she left. I watched her go, hoping I'd convinced her.