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

the darkest of demons. As

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

the same time that she hummed the night she summoned him for the

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

he stared wide-eyed at Jazzy as she turned to

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silence for a long while and she

on his face.

okay?” She walked over to the small black cauldron she had

room and allowed a few droplets of her tears to fall inside. She heard

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

swaying

ever felt the touch of a woman?” His brows rose

your question, madam,” he

bottom lip, chewing on

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

his bicep and closed the gap between them. “I mean…” she began, leaning toward his ear

allowing her breath to tickle the side of his face. “Have you ever made

She could see the hairs on his arms

eyes, leaning into her touch. She ran

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

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

her fingers up to his neck and rested

hers. It was he who had

mouth into hers and kissed her ravenously. He conquered her mouth

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

wrapped his strong arms around her curvy waist and pulled

taste of what he was missing, and she wanted it as well. He

had broken his

she even let out a small moan to

strong hands had searched her

to give him a better view

enough for her to crave him. She placed her hands on the

her chest so he could be buried

head

he kissed up her chest and went back to kissing her lips. She

explore his mouth curiously while running her fingers

shirt. She pressed her palm to his heart and felt

a song. She enjoyed the feeling of it; she

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

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

chest, she heard him gasping with her kiss. But she didn’t stop kissing

kissing her. She felt the warm pool of blood, dripping down

pain seared him and her fingers dug deeper into

His entire body stilled as she