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

As she cried and

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

same time that she hummed the night she summoned him

cold in here…” the words of that young warrior broke

arms around his body and shivering; he stared

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a long while and she admired that he was bold

on his

you okay?” She walked over

few droplets of her

applied. She turned to Douglas and gave him

Douglas…” she said, stepping closer to him, swaying her

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

understand your question, madam,”

biting onto her plump bottom lip, chewing on it

large muscles and a nice face. But the scent of purity was evident to

between them. “I mean…” she

her breath to tickle the side of his face.

see the hairs on his arms standing and his entire body tensed.

eyes, leaning into her touch. She ran her slender

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

was afraid, they’d be overheard. A smile tugged at

his neck and rested her palm on

her. His breathing had deepened, as did hers. It was he who had closed the

crashed his mouth into hers and kissed her

own. His tongue was quick to enter her mouth; he kissed her like he

his strong arms around her curvy waist and pulled her

She wanted him to have a little taste of what he was missing, and she wanted it as well. He

liked his innocence. Douglas had broken his kiss

and tongue down the nape of her neck; she even

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

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

looked at her, was enough for her to

chest so he could be buried in her

her exposed nipples making her throw her head back

his hair as he kissed up her chest and

while running

shirt. She pressed her palm to his heart and felt it beating under her touch.

to the beat of a song. She enjoyed the feeling of it; she enjoyed it

continued to kiss him; he was completely

lips at the

heard him gasping with her kiss. But she didn’t

She felt the warm pool of blood,

as pain seared

completely red and soaked with his blood. His