He captured my hip with one hand, his chest a solid wall of muscle at my front. How could my assailant feel so good? Every part of him seemed to line up perfectly against me, including the impressive erection digging into my lower belly.
Wrong, I reminded myself. But feels so good.
I wanted to crumple into a pile of agony and ecstasy at the same time. But with every pull, I felt my connection to the elements faltering, the life energy I adored slipping from my grasp.
To give in to him, to lose myself in this way… No. I couldn’t. I had to fight. My fae brethren would understand. They’d prosecute him for this. Because it wasn’t my fault. They had to know that.
I hope.
However, if I didn’t at least make my displeasure known, they’d assume me to be complicit in this crime. And then we’d both be punished.
My limbs began to cool as my blood flowed in the wrong direction—toward his mouth. There wasn’t much time. I had to make my stand now, while the feed distracted him.
Closing my eyes, I allowed myself to go limp, feigning submission. Come to me, I called to the source of my elemental power. Fill me with the vitality I need.
This would be easier in the elemental world, the Human Realm far away from the core of my energy. But it heeded my call, recognizing my royal bloodline and filling me with enough strength to rock the foundation of the ground below.
It knocked the stranger’s footing out from under him, causing him to lose his grip just for a moment.
I sprang out of his hold, grabbed the nearby rocks of the walls, and commanded them to pelt him.
Only, he deflected them with a flick of his wrist, his icy gaze glowing with his dark essence. “You’re going to regret that, princess.”
“I think I’m going to regret a lot of things,” I countered, calling on a heftier brick to fly in his direction.
He shoved it aside before whirling into a gray cloud.
My lips parted, shocked by his disappearing act.
Which was exactly what he wanted—a distraction.
Shadowy ropes tied around my torso, yanking me backward into the nearby portal. “Oh Fae, no,” I said, trying futilely to break the smoky bands, but they just reattached every time I sliced through one.
And then the doors closed.
I dove toward the buttons, but he was faster, his hand appearing to key in a foreign code that definitely didn’t match the destination I had in mind.
“Oh dear,” he murmured, materializing beside me. “It seems I need to confess to committing a crime. I hope you don’t mind Midnight Fae, darling. Because you’re about to meet a whole council of them.”
Welcome to Midnight Fae Academy.
Home of the Dark Arts.
Vampires.
And cruelly handsome fae.