Chapter 21
Flora’s P.O.V
“Clay…” I looked around as I regained some of my senses. “We’re in the classroom…”
“The doors are locked.” He left a trail of wet kisses down my neck. “And I’ve disabled the cameras.”
“You’ve planned this through.” I moaned as he found a pleasure spot and sucked on it with deliberate slowness.
“You drove me half crazy, woman.” He groaned against my skin. “I knew I had to get you back before I lost myself.”
“We’re not mates.” I reminded him once again.
“For the thousandth fucking time, Flora,” he brought his face us to look me in the eyes; the wolf in his voice as he wrapped his fingers around my nape hauled me close. “I don’t give a shit anymore.”
With that, he pushed me down on the desk and climbed on top of me.
I gasped at the sudden movement but then Clay was covering my body with his and his lips were on top of mine. This time, however, I felt the scrape of teeth against my lips as his claws extended to slice down the front of my top.