A Beauty In An All-Male Alpha Academy

Chapter 215: Claimed By Taros I.

She took off her hat, letting her dark hair tumble down in waves. The sight left him stunned, his eyes wide as he took in the length of it, and she was just as shocked. The sudden growth made sense only because she was a Malynster, and that truth settled in her chest like fire.

Angela’s eyes never left him as she pulled off her shirt, baring herself to him without hesitation. Taros leaned back, a slow smile curving his lips, his hands braced against the edge of the bed as though he had been waiting for this moment forever. Her palms slid over her own skin, tracing the swell of her breasts, and the sharp gasp that slipped from his throat told her just how much he wanted her.

She lowered her hands to her trousers, unfastening the button and tugging the zipper down with steady fingers before sliding them off her body. He had offered to help earlier, but she had refused. She wanted him to sit there and watch her, to burn under her pace, not his.

"How about I add music?" Taros murmured, his voice rough. She nodded, and he rose to fetch the remote from the table. The soft sound filled the room when he returned, but he barely seemed to hear it. His eyes stayed on her, dark and wild, his thoughts hidden but heavy enough to make her shiver. "How long do you want me to wait, my fiery queen?"

"I don’t know," Angela laughed softly, stepping between his knees. She leaned down and pressed her lips to his, teasing him with the taste he craved. He closed his eyes, trying to pull her closer, but she drew back too quickly, leaving him restless.

"Playing games?" he asked, his brows lifting.

"Maybe," she whispered, climbing onto his lap. His hands slid to her back, pulling her closer, but she caught his lips before he could speak again. They had dreamt of this night, imagined it in silence.

The kiss was slow at first, deep and hungry, full of everything they had not said. She nipped at his lower lip and reached for his trousers, her fingers working while his mouth refused to release hers. Taros stood in one smooth motion, her legs wrapping around him, and he shoved his trousers down before lowering himself back to the bed with her still locked in his arms.

She felt the hard press of him against her, swollen and desperate, and the smile that touched her lips was full of pride. She had done this to him. She had driven the most desired man in Mistvale to the edge, and now he was hers. No one would have believed it months ago, but here she was in a hotel room, ready to give herself to him and take him in return.

"Do you know you are driving me crazy?" Taros whispered, his breath shaky as he cupped her cheeks. His eyes were dark, desperate, and filled with need.

"If I’m driving you crazy, then f*ck me, Taros. What are you waiting for..." Angela’s words broke off when his mouth claimed hers again. His hardness pressed against her stomach, eager, and she rubbed herself against it before guiding him inside.

A sharp gasp escaped her lips as his thick length slid into her, filling her the way she had craved. The fullness, the stretch, the pressure against her knot...it was everything she had dreamed about.

His hands gripped her waist as she began to move, rising and lowering herself over him. He held on tighter, helping her find the rhythm as he looked up at her with fire in his eyes.

"I love you," Angela moaned, kissing him again, her fingers buried in his hair as she rode him slow, savoring each push and pull. Taros’s hands slid to her curves, caressing her before gripping harder, guiding her to move faster.

Soon he took control, his hips driving up into her, his mouth leaving hers to claim her breasts. His lips closed over her nipples, sucking, teasing, making her body tremble as he forced her to bounce harder on him.

her cries and moans. She clung to him, her pleasure building as he thrust into her from below, relentless

this was only the beginning. She knew the night he had

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of screeching tires making everyone jolt in surprise. The siren grew louder as the cops pulled

was clear as he leaned forward. "Why did we stop?" he demanded, glancing out the back window. The sight of two officers stepping out of their vehicle made his chest tighten. "We are

was never part of the plan. Things had

two," Alex replied, his voice low. "Do you want

He glanced behind the seats where Eliza lay unconscious, her body still as stone, while Seraphina sat beside her lost in thought. Guilt stabbed through him. He never wanted her caught up in this, but he had been left with no choice.

plan then?" Alex asked, his

one," Kaito admitted as he unlocked the doors. "I’ll go out there

shirt buttons. She pulled them open, her breasts spilling into view. Both boys swallowed hard and instantly looked away, their faces

really helping a lot," Kaito muttered under his breath, though part of him wanted to laugh at the absurdity of it all. Before he could say more, a firm knock landed on his window. He rolled it down, forcing a calm smile as he came face to face with one of

Kaito

for your

Seraphina’s voice cut in from the

turned toward her, unimpressed. "You didn’t pull over when we came after

it was us you were after. We panicked," she argued,

that this vehicle was seen near a store that

what?" Kaito’s blood ran cold. His head snapped toward Alex, disbelief painted across his face. "What the hell is

******

Dr Dave walked into the room. She dropped her hand from her face and leaned

had seen Renn storm out moments ago and it did not take much to know they had fought badly. Still, it was

ever come here to check on how I am doing," Miss Valois snapped. Her voice carried a harsh edge as she let her anger spill onto him, even though he had done nothing wrong. "But the moment you hear I did this or that, you all show up to

with his hands clasped behind him. Deep down he knew she was not wrong, but it was not entirely his fault either. Over the years she had let them down too many times. It was easier not to care

on, just say what you came to say and leave my office," she said, sitting up straighter. Piles of unfinished work waited for her on the desk, and she had delayed them for too

my concern," Dave said honestly. If they wanted to tear each other apart or mend their bond, it was their problem, not his.