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

of demons. As she

soft tune her mother used to sing to her as a child. A tune

all of her life; it was the same time that she

cold in here…” the words of that

his arms around his body and shivering; he stared wide-eyed at Jazzy

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for a long while and she admired that he was

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

okay?” She walked over to the

a few droplets of her tears to fall inside. She heard it

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

she said, stepping closer to him, swaying her

the touch of a woman?”

“I’m not sure I understand your question, madam,” he said, annoyingly formal. She

chewing on it as she looked him over.

the scent of

between them. “I mean…” she began, leaning toward his ear

her breath to tickle the side

She could see the hairs on his arms standing and his entire body tensed. Her tongue

his eyes, leaning into her touch. She

his shirt

a whisper as if he was afraid, they’d be overheard. A

her fingers up to his neck and rested her palm on

deepened, as did hers. It was he who had closed the rest

crashed his mouth into hers and kissed her ravenously.

quick to enter her mouth; he kissed her

her curvy waist

a little taste of what he

Douglas had broken his

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

had searched her body, desperate to get her

had unbuttoned her blouse, to give him a better view of her breasts; the lust

was enough for

his head and pushed him into her chest so he could

making her throw her head back in pure satisfaction. She ran

as he kissed up her chest and went back to kissing her

mouth curiously while running her fingers up his bare chest

pressed her palm to his heart and felt it beating under her touch. It was

was pumping to the beat of a song. She enjoyed the feeling of

continued to kiss him; he was completely

her lips at the very

gasping with her kiss.

felt the warm pool of blood,

again as pain seared him and

his blood. His entire body stilled as she pulled her lips