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

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

to sing to her as a child. A tune that

her life; it was the same time that she hummed the night she summoned him

cold in here…” the words of that

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

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long while and she admired that he was

There was genuine concern on his face. Men were so easily

pretty face. “Are you okay?” She walked over

and allowed a few droplets of her

turned to Douglas and gave him a sweet and yet

closer to him, swaying

of a woman?” His brows rose at her question as he scanned

sure I understand your question, madam,” he said, annoyingly

smile while biting onto her plump bottom lip, chewing

and a nice face. But the scent of purity was evident to her. She

gap between them. “I mean…” she

into him, allowing her breath to tickle the side of his face.

She could see the hairs on his arms standing and his entire body

earlobe gently and he closed his eyes, leaning into her touch. She ran her slender fingers

shirt and gripped his shirt gently. “I…I have not…” he stammered, his

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

stifled it. She ran her fingers up to his neck and rested her

breathing had deepened, as did hers. It was he

into hers and kissed her ravenously. He conquered her

was quick to enter her mouth; he kissed her

her curvy

do it. She wanted him to have a little taste of what he was missing,

Douglas had broken his kiss

she even let out a small

that very much. His strong hands had searched her body, desperate

give him

her, was enough for her to crave him. She placed

and pushed him into her chest so he could be buried

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

he kissed up her chest and went back

his mouth curiously while running her fingers up his

and felt

song. She enjoyed

fingers had curved as she continued to kiss him; he was

A smile tugged at her lips at

she heard him gasping with

stop kissing her. She felt the warm pool of blood, dripping down her forearm and soaking to

feet. He gasped again as pain seared him and her

was completely red and soaked with his blood. His