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

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

sing to her as a child.

time that she hummed the night she summoned him for

here…” the words of that young

his body and shivering; he stared

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long while and she admired that he

genuine concern on his face. Men were

was a pretty face. “Are you okay?” She walked over to the small black

her room and allowed a few droplets of her tears to fall

to Douglas and gave him a sweet and yet

him, swaying her hips and drawing his eyes to

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

your question, madam,” he said,

bottom lip, chewing on it as she looked him

nice face. But the scent

“I mean…” she began, leaning toward his

whisper into him, allowing her breath to tickle the side of his face. “Have you

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

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

his shirt gently. “I…I

if he was afraid, they’d be overheard. A smile

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

was he who had

and kissed her ravenously. He

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

his strong arms around her curvy waist and pulled her into

a little taste of what he was missing, and she wanted it

his innocence. Douglas had broken his kiss from her

she even let out

hands had searched her body, desperate to get her clothing off.

to give him a better view of her

his eyes, when he looked at her, was enough for her to crave him.

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

nipples making her throw her head back in pure satisfaction.

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

curiously while running her fingers up

and felt it beating under her touch.

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

kiss him; he was completely hooked to her like

A smile tugged at her lips at the very thought of

his chest, she heard him gasping with

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

pain seared him and her fingers dug deeper

was completely red and soaked with his blood. His entire body stilled as she pulled