Someone else’s hand was sliding between my thighs.
God, yes. Fuck, yes. Do it.
Blood rushed in my ears, carried by the lust blazing through my veins. My whole body buzzed with an almost incomprehensible energy, a high like I’d never experienced before.
A murmur rose all around us, then the whistle blew.
Wait. The whistle…
My eyes flew open. I released Kai. He broke away with a low groan, but I was looking beyond him.
The whole class was standing around us, staring.
Chapter Eight
The room had gone utterly silent. Hannah stood a few feet away, staring at me in slack-jawed horror and confusion.
Oh, holy Jesus.
My face burned. How could I explain any of this to her? I didn’t even understand it myself. All I knew was that somehow, making out with these guys had turned my mortal wound into something that barely hurt.
The whistle blew again. “All right, move along, nothing to see here.”
Beedle, a short man who liked to wear his horns, shoved through the crowd of students. “Go on, go on! Get to your next class.”
“But… she…” Hannah pointed a shaking finger at the pool of blood on the floor. I glanced at it and blanched.
Shit. That’s so much blood. I should be dead right now.
“She’ll be fine. Go on before you’re late. Everybody out. Move it!”
The crowd dispersed until it was only the instructor standing over me and my guys as we lay in a tangle on the floor. I stood up slowly, expecting to faint or double over in pain, but I didn’t. Jayce held onto one hand, Xero held the other. Kai and Kingston both looked as if they had just been hypnotized and weren’t quite sure what century it was.
Beedle squinted at us and sighed as he ran a hand over his little goat horns. “You better get checked out.”
I assumed he was talking to me. “Okay.” I squeezed the guys’ hands and started to step away from them, but Beedle’s voice stopped me.
“Nope, nope. All five of you, to the infirmary. Christ.” The small man dug the heels of his hands into his eyes. “Why is it always my class? All right, get out of here.”
“Wait, all of us?” Kai asked, suddenly snapping out of his daze.
“Yep.”
“Why?”
“The healer will explain. Now get moving before I make you move.”
He continued to grumble under his breath as we left. I looked over my shoulder when we reached the door and saw Beedle grabbing a mop and bucket. I winced, glancing once more at the several-foot-wide pool of blood he’d have to clean up. I wanted to apologize for the mess for some crazy reason.
“Hey, that was pretty cool,” Jayce said. He was still holding my hand. It felt nice. Safe, somehow, like flirting with a best friend.
“Was it? I’m not even sure what happened.”
He shrugged. “Seems pretty simple. You’re some kind of super-healing demon. And a pretty damn good kisser too.”
I grinned, but I knew I was blushing. “I think maybe I just went insane for a minute.”
“Ya think?” Kai said under his breath.