I Kissed My Professor And He Liked It

Third Person POV

Word had quickly gotten back to Jazzy that her spell had worked. All witches and those who were gifted

by the moon goddess were powerless at the Higala school for shifters. That pleased her greatly. It

meant that she was a step closer to riding the world of Volana wolves forever. Of course, this wasn’t

something she’d be able to do alone. Not even Alpha Jonathan and his henchmen could help her with

this next step. It takes something incredibly powerful and dark to take out all the Volanas. In order to do

this, she needed to summon an old friend. Though, his visits don’t often come without a price. Hence

why she hadn’t summoned him in years, but now that the full red moon was soon arriving, she knew

she couldn’t wait much longer. Douglas, a young warrior in Alpha Jonathan’s pack, appointed to her

protection, stood at her side as she ordered of him. He was no older than 18; a freshly new gamma

warrior, and perfect for what she needed. She could smell his innocence from miles away and that

pleased her very much. The Alpha did say that she could help herself to do whatever she needed, and

this was exactly what she needed. She stood at the window of the room she was given, staring up at the

moonlight and allowing the rays to dance off her bright and radiant features. She closed her eyes and

thought about the day her parents died. She had watched with her own eyes as a Volana wolf bit into

their raw flesh and tore them both to pieces. Their magic wasn’t strong enough to defend themselves

and Jazzy had screamed at the top of her lungs at the sight of her parents meeting their fatal end. It

was her older sister, Hazel, who had covered Jazzy’s eyes from the gruesome scene and then got her

out of there before the Volana wolf turned its attention, and sharp canines, to them. Jazzy had a mixture

of emotions running through her, but the one that stuck with her was anger. Of course, at the time, she

didn’t want to admit such a thing. While others around their village, including her sister, mourned the

death of her beloved parents, Jazzy was stewing in her own anger. Furious that such a thing could

happen and not a thing was getting done about it. It was during that time, that Jazzy had wept. The

tears that escaped her eyes and soaked over her young features were filled with hatred; they were filled

with anger. They were filled with darkness. It was those memories and that hatred that filled the tears

she cried while staring up at the moonlight. They were tears that were filled with so much darkness that

was enough to summon the darkest of demons. As she cried and stared up at

hummed the soft tune her mother used to sing to her as a child. A tune that stuck with

of her life; it was the same time that

of

his body and shivering; he stared

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for a long while and she admired that he

he said, frowning. There was genuine concern on his face. Men were so easily manipulated;

walked over to the small

of her room and allowed a few droplets of her

heat applied. She turned to Douglas and gave him a sweet and yet seductive

swaying her hips and drawing his

the touch of a woman?” His brows

I understand your question, madam,” he said, annoyingly formal. She gave

biting onto her plump bottom lip, chewing on it as she looked him over. He was

with large muscles and a nice face. But the scent

between them. “I mean…”

her breath to tickle the side of his

on his arms

closed his eyes, leaning into

his shirt gently. “I…I have not…” he

whisper as if he was afraid, they’d be overheard. A smile tugged at the corner

She ran her fingers up to his neck and rested her

did hers. It was he who

lips. He crashed his mouth into hers and kissed her ravenously. He

enter her mouth; he kissed her like he was thirsty,

wrapped his strong arms around her curvy waist and pulled her into him; she allowed

of what he was missing, and she wanted it

his innocence. Douglas had broken his kiss from her mouth and

lips and tongue down the nape of her neck; she even let out

His strong hands had searched her body,

that had unbuttoned her blouse, to give him a better

he looked at her, was enough for her to crave him. She placed her hands on the

his head and pushed him into her chest so he could be buried in her

head back in pure satisfaction.

his hair as he kissed up her chest and went back to

curiously while running her

heart and felt it beating under

beat of a song. She enjoyed the feeling of

curved as she continued to kiss him; he was completely hooked to her like she

A smile tugged at her lips at the very thought of it.

his chest, she heard him gasping with her kiss.

She felt the warm pool of blood, dripping down

feet. He gasped again as pain seared him and her fingers dug deeper

completely red and soaked with his blood. His