Chapter 17
Volik
The purr rumbling out of me turns into a warning growl as an unpleasant scraping sound fills the room.
All of the chairs slide forward, toward me, stopped only by the tables that are secured to the floor.
Nix clutches at the back of my neck as I wiggle my finger once. Memorizing the feel of my mate’s slick entrance before I slide my hand back up her hip.
Lowering Nix a few inches, I keep my bulk between her and the intruder so all they can see are her feet against my lower back and her hands, which are now on my shoulders.
Nix drops her face to my chest, her back rising and falling with heavy breaths.
“I am still here,” I whisper into her hair. “But I am going to set you down.”
Her nod is shaky, and I can feel a tremble in her limbs.
I wrap both arms around her, trying to give her as much of my warmth as I can, until she drops her legs from around my waist.
I bend as I set her down, keeping my hips back.
I want to drag her body against my cock.
I want to feel her softness against my dick more than anything.
But if any part of her touches me there…
I will not wait until we are somewhere private.
I will rip the head off the man standing just outside the doorway and make love to my Flower next to his cooling corpse.
But I do not think Nix will like that.
And I do not want to kill this particular man. Not really.
When Nix’s feet touch the ground, I keep my arms around her for another moment before I straighten, causing her hands to slide down my chest.
She tips her head back, holding my gaze.
I smooth my palm over her hair. “So pretty.”
Her lips part, and her long lashes flutter. “Thank you.”
Thank you.
The unfamiliar urge to smile tugs at my lips.
I have the best mate.
Palming her cheek, I hold her still as I press a kiss to her forehead.
My body is still thrumming.
My heart is still wildly aware of hers matching its beat.
And my dick.
Fuck.
My dick is painfully hard.
I glance down.
Sometime between the commons and this moment, a whole panel of my pants tore away. My right thigh is bare, from waistband to knee, leaving my newly sized-up cock on display where it’s wedged along the inseam of my bright red boxer briefs.
Dropping my hand from Nix’s face, I reach down and tug on the bottom hem of my stretched tight underwear, careful not to tear the fabric as I adjust it so the tip of my dick is not sticking out the bottom.
Nix makes a choked sound, but I keep my attention on the top of her head.
If she’s looking at my cock with lust right now…
I step back.
And I blink at the cupcake on the floor.
Then I turn and face the dean.