The Daughters of Gold and Silver

9. Attention

DONOVON POV

I couldn’t keep my eyes off of Daniella since the moment she walked into my classroom. I had to clench my jaw to stop it from dropping when she stepped through the doorway. She was in a low cut lavender colored top that showed off the swell of her cleavage. She wore a black skirt, it’s so short that if she just bends slightly I’ll see what she’s hiding underneath. The thought of what kind of underwear assaults my mind. Visions of lace against her creamy skin. What if she isn’t wearing anything? I clutch my pen so hard it nearly snaps. I need to f*****g focus, but my c**k is rock hard. I can’t remember the last time my body responded to someone so intensely. Even when I was intimate with my late wife, Marina, my body never responded this way. Dainella’s beautiful, golden eyes locked with mine and I wanted nothing more than to clear out the entire classroom. I wanted her so badly that I could taste it. I was like an animal frothing at the mouth for its next prey. By the way she rolled her bottom lip between her teeth, I know she wants me too. What would it be like to accept her? To mate with her? Get married again? I never imagined myself with another person after Marina. However the idea of accepting Daniella doesn’t cause an ounce of guilt. It just sounds right, like it’s what I’m supposed to do. I feel that familiar push on my mental wall,my little promised is trying to read my mind. I send her a smirk and shake my head. Her eyes widened slightly and her head snapped back down to focus on her work. At that same moment the bell rings, dismissing class.

“Don’t forget your projects are due next Monday.” I call out to my class that is quickly exiting my classroom. I watch as Daniella throws her backpack over her shoulder and heads to the door. To my surprise she closes the door and locks it.

“Daniella?” I call out her name.She turns to me with a look of uncertainty as she approaches me.

“I want to be with you, Donovon.” The sound of my name dripping from her lips is like music to my ears.

“Dainella, we can’t.” I stand, meeting her at the side of my desk.To fight the urge to touch her, I slip my hands into my pockets. She takes a tentative step towards me.

“We can.” Her golden eyes are half lidded, her lips are coated in a pink gloss. I’m so lost for this girl. I grab her by the back of her head and pull her lips to mine. She lets out a little moan once our lips touch. Kissing her is like coming home from a long day. I feel all my muscles relax as we melt into each other.

“Donovon.” She moans into my mouth.

“Fuck.” I grunt, pulling my lips from hers. To my surprise she slips from my grasp and sinks to her knees.

“Daniella, what are you doing?” The words barely leave my mouth as she reaches for my belt.

“Daniella, don’t.” I snap, gripping her wrists.

“Stop fighting me, stop fighting us.” Her golden eyes cut right through me.

“Not like this, baby.” I murmur, stroking her cheek. I can see the insecurity in her eyes. I gently tug her wrists and pull her to her feet.

“Don’t you want me?” Her voice trembled slightly, her beautiful eyes filled with tears. I kiss her gently and back her up against my desk. I grip under her thighs, lifting her up, and setting her down onto my desk. She let out a little squeak.

“Tell me, Daniella, are you wearing underwear?” I mumble against her lips.

“Yes.” She breathes.

“Show me, baby.” I plant my hands on the hard wood of my desk and lean back slightly so I can see her lap. She bites into that plump lip and grabs the hem of her skirt. She slowly drags it up her creamy thighs until her red, lacy panties are exposed.

“Red?” I ask as I begin massaging her thighs.

“Like your eyes.” She breathes out, a little moan escaping her lips. I glance up, letting my eyes lock with hers and I slowly drop to my knees.

“Donovon.” She gasps, trying to close her spread thighs. I lightly swat her inner thigh, making her yelp.

“Spread your thighs for me baby, I want to enjoy your taste.” I grip her hips and bring her to the very edge of my desk. The lace of her panties is practically transparent. I can see her beautiful folds and her little patch of hair. I lean forward and bury my face in her p***y. I take a deep inhale and moan.

“f**k, you smell delicious.” I groan out. Daniella lets out a little whimper as I rip her panties from her body. Her p***y is even more beautiful without the lace. Her plump lips are glistening with her sweet arousal.

“Can I have a taste?” I let my eyes travel back up her body. Her chest is rising and falling with her panting breaths.

“Yes.” She gasps out, her golden eyes boring into mine. Before I can move forward I hear footsteps approaching my classroom. I use my vampire speed to stand and help Daniella off of my desk. I fix her clothes, making sure she’s covered appropriately.

“Before you go to your next class I need you to go back to your dorm and change.” I whisper in a low voice.

“Donovon…” She mumbles, her eyes a little hazy from lust.

“You look beautiful in anything you wear, don’t think you need to dress provocatively to get my attention. You’ve had my attention from the moment you sat down in this classroom.” I kiss her plump lips briefly before stepping away.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Daniella.” I round my desk just in time for the door to open. I watch Daniella flinch, broken out of her trance.

“Yes, sir, I’ll see you tomorrow.” She throws me a shy smile before she scurries away. I slip my hand into my pocket to caress her discarded underwear. Red, like my eyes. A nameless student approaches my desk and I try my hardest to listen, but all I can think of is my Daniella.

DANIELLA POV

My heart pounds in my chest as I fumble to open my dorm. Once the door swings open I barrel inside and let it slam closed behind me.

“Long day?” I let out a scream before the voice registers.

“Dani what the hell?” I snap my mouth closed as I look up to see Rosa sitting on her bed.

“Rosa, I thought you were at school?” I gasped, holding a hand over my thrumming heart. I watched as a blush spread across her cheeks.

“Yeah well, I saw my mate and he just immediately started kissing me in front of a bunch of people. I-I think he’s moving too fast for me.” She rubbed her arm and gazed out the window.

“Maybe you’re just scared, finding your mate is pretty serious.” I gave her a sympathetic smile.

“Yeah whatever, enough about me, why’d you come running in here like your ass was on fire?” I felt heat creep up my neck.

“Oh, um, no reason.” I mumbled as I walked over to my dresser and pulled out a pair of jeans.

“Hey, what's with the outfit change?” I flinched at Rosa's words. I took a deep breath, she’ll never let this go.

“The plan worked, just not the way we thought it was going to.” I slowly turned to face her.

“What do you mean?” She asked with her head c****d to the side.

“Well I definitely got his attention.” I mumbled, playing with my jeans.

“Uh huh.” Rosa said, meaning for me to continue.

“And some things happened.” A shiver ran down my spine at the memory.

“Oooooh.” Rosa said with raised eyebrows.

“But one of his students had to talk to him and interrupted us.” I raked a hand through my hair and sighed.

“Wait… Dani, is he a professor?” I paused at Rosa’s words, going over my last sentence in my head. I let out a deep sigh and turned to her.

“Yes.” I said simply.

“Is he old?” Her face was in a mask of pure shock as she looked down at me.

“He’s in his forties.” I mumbled.

“OMG Daniella! He’s older than mama!” Rosa screeched.

“Please keep your voice down, I don’t want our whole school knowing I’m mated to a professor.” I clapped my hand over my face

“Which professor is it?” She asked and all I wanted to do was slam my head into a wall.

“Donovon Driscoll.” There was a long silence between us. I turned slightly to look up at Rosa. Her mouth popped open as she stared down at me.

“He’s your mates dad.”