Last of The Fae

Daphne's voice hit Thane like a physical blow, but instead of feeling pain, Thane had to take a steady breath as her sultry tone made his body flush with heat. As he continued staring at her, Thane realized that Daphne had also changed her appearance. Other than the lipstick, Daphne had put on eye shadow and blush, drawing out her natural beauty and sparkling hazel eyes. Her hair was also visibly styled. The long platinum strands curled and strained to near perfection. 

But the most startling change was Daphne's outfit. Her robe was open, revealing her shirt, which had been slightly unbuttoned, exposing her collarbone and the top of her cleavage. Her skirt had been cut to stop barely halfway down her thighs, showing off her long legs, which made Thane's throat go dry. 

Daphne smiled smugly as she noticed Thane's gaze and crossed her legs, "My eyes are up here, Mr. Fae." 

Thane swallowed hard as he forced his eyes off Daphne and looked straight ahead, "What the hell are you doing." 

Thane muttered hardly under his breath as his heart and head pounded. 

"Aw, what's wrong," Daphne asked with a pout, pursing her lips as she leaned in close to Thane, "Am I distracting you." 

Thane's nostrils flared as Daphne's scent infiltrated his nose. It was sweet and salty, like flowers mixed with the ocean breeze. Before Thane realized it, he caught himself taking in an even deeper inhale. It turned out to be a mistake, as Thane felt something inside his rouse awake. 

'Mmmmh...our mate yearns for us...we should indulge her.'

Thane almost wanted to cry as the voice of his Beast echoed in his head along with the familiar pressure, 'What the hell are you doing to me?'

'This is not my influence. It is the bond...your souls crave to be united.' 

'What the hell does that even mean,' Thane growled, but before his Beast could answer, Thane's attention was suddenly focused elsewhere as a warm hand slid up along the inside of his thigh. 

Thane's hand shot down and grabbed Daphne's wrist, stopping her from going any closer, "What the hell are you doing?!" 

Daphne stared him dead in the eyes, still with a playful smile on her face, "Let go of me, or I'll scream bloody murder. And trust me, with what you're pitching below your belt, I don't think you'll be able to talk your way out of this one." 

Thane growled, but when Daphne didn't back down, he released her wrist, "Good, now eyes ahead we don't want any undue attention." 

Thane could only comply as Daphne's hand trailed up his thigh before settling over the front of his pants. Thane inhaled sharply as he felt Daphne's fingernails trail gently over his fly, and his body responded. 

"Are you insane?" Thane whispered under his breath as he put both his hands on the desk and tightened them into a fist, "You're going to get us expelled." 

"Don't blame me. This is all your fault," Daphne hissed back as she suddenly cupped Thane's crotch and squeezed his package gently, "You're the one who marked me like some wild animal. And ever since then...ever since then, I haven't been able to get you out of my damn head." 

Daphne took a shuddering breath to steady herself, "So here's what's going to happen. You're going to ask to go to the nurse. Then you'll go to the bathroom, make sure it's clear, and lock the door behind you. I'll ask the same a few minutes later and come knocking. Understand?" 

Thane nodded stiffly, and Daphne smiled before giving him one last squeeze, "Good, then once we're all alone, we can talk properly." 

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Thane paced back and forth in the bathroom, his mind clouded and pounded as his body burned with an intense heat that tried to drive every logical thought from him, 'What the hell am I doing? I should just go; I should just leave!'

A deep, rumbling chuckle resonated in Thane's mind, 'We can't leave; our instincts won't allow it. Once we smelled her, our fate was sealed.' 

'You're no help at all!' 

'Instead of worrying, we should enjoy this moment.' 

Before Thane could respond, there was a knock on the bathroom door, "Open the door, Fae." 

Thane opened his mouth to reply, ready to shoot Daphne down, but then, like a siren's call, Thane caught her scent, and before he realized he, his hand was on the doorknob. 

Thane took a step back as Daphne walked into the bathroom before turning around with her wand in hand and locking the door with a quick spell, "There, now that we won't be interrupted, we can finally talk about-" 

Before Daphne could turn around, Thane was behind her, pressing her against the door with his body as he buried his face into her neck, and the familiar bass of his beast thrummed through his pathways, "Don't pretend you came here just to talk." 

Daphne gasped as she tried to push herself off the door, but Thane's massive frame kept her pinned, "G-get off me, I-I'll scream and -" 

"And what?" Thane growled as he pressed himself against Daphne, making sure the heat of their bodies met, "You're not fooling anyone with how you're dressed, not after the stunt you pulled in class. The last thing you had on your mind was talking..." 

Daphne's breath was rapid, and Thane could feel her heart race as her pupils shrunk into pinpricks, "S-so what? You're just going to force yourself on me!?" 

Thane growled as he felt his dragon settle into the driver's seat of his mind as his humanity receded, "I can do whatever I want. Maybe you forgot, but you are mine." 

"I-I don't belong to you or anyone else," Daphne stammered back, but Thane could feel the emotions flowing from her; she couldn't lie to him to save her life. 

"Is that so?" Thane asked harshly before he reached up and pulled on Daphne's shirt, sending buttons flying as it exposed her left shoulder and the lacy black bra supporting her impressive bust, "Because that mark says otherwise." 

Thane's bite mark glowed intensely with a silver light as the bond between them surged, strengthening their emotions as a familiar melody resonated between them. "But maybe a few more marks will help you realize who you belong to." 

Before Daphne could respond, Thane pressed his lips against her neck, nibbling, biting, and kissing her skin.

Each time Thane's tongue and teeth grazed against her next, Daphne gasped and squirmed, but she didn't try to escape. Instead, Daphne arched her back and pushed back against Thane as her heart tried to escape her chest.