One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 134 Audrey

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I lay with my head on Edwin's shoulder afterwards, tracing lazy patterns across his bare skin and watching as his chest rose and fell. Soft strains of classical music played on the speaker, and the candles flickered, casting dancing shadows on the walls of our secret hideaway. The air still smelled like sweat and intimacy, heady and intoxicating. Edwin reached for a bunch of grapes on the nearby tray, plucking one and bringing it to my lips. "Open," he murmured, his voice low and husky.

I obliged, letting him feed me the sweet fruit. His fingers, still tasting faintly like me, brushed my lips as I took the grape. The burst of flavor on my tongue was a stark contrast to the lingering taste of his skin. As I chewed, Edwin poured us each another glass of wine. I took my offered glass, clinking it softly with his, and took a sip. After our encounter, that bit of liquid felt necessary to cool myself and relax my tired muscles.

"This is nice," I said softly, snuggling closer to him as if he might disappear if I didn't.

Edwin hummed in agreement and turned to me. One hand came up to cup the nape of my neck, and he lazily ran his fingers through my disheveled hair. "It is. I wish we could stay like this forever." Forever. That sounded nice. I could have stayed here for eternity, just in this room. No obstacles, no heartache, no..... Fiona.

The contentment I felt in that moment was suddenly pierced by the memory of her-of the way she had acted earlier today. Her sweet smile, her gentle voice, the way her platinum hair caught the light. So unlike the version of her I had met twice before..

I bit my lip, debating whether to bring it up now or to wait. We only had our little rendezvous once a week, and I hated the thought of shattering the little bit of peace we felt during this time. But if I couldn't tell him now, then when could I?

"Edwin," I started hesitantly, my fingers tightening around the stem of my wine glass, "there's something I need to tell your"

He tensed slightly, eyeing me over the rim of his glass. "What is it?"

I took a deep breath to steel myself. "I saw Fiona in town today.

Edwin's entire body immediately went rigid, except for his fingers, which slackened around his glass. For a moment, it almost seemed like he would drop it and spill the red liquid over our makeshift bed, but then he seemed to collect himself again and set it aside.

you sure it was her?" His voice was

fingers into the soft flesh of my bare thighs. "Positive. I didn't know she

one-a reminder of the wolf that lurked beneath his human exterior. Terrifying and s**- "I wasn't aware she was in town either," he

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weird thing. She was actually... nice. She took one of my friend's business flyers and even apologized for her past behavior. Said that she'd like to have a chance to talk with me at Claudia's birthday. It was eerie, seeing how kind she was

she would suddenly burst in right now. I let him gather me into his lap, savoring the feeling of his muscular arms tightening around me. He was so warm against me that I couldn't help but turn to face him, wrapping my legs around his hips so we

he said quickly, his voice hard. "Don't trust her, Audrey. If you see her again, you

intensity in his voice startled me. I pulled back just enough to look at him, taken aback by the fierce protectiveness in his eyes. "Edwin..." "Promise me,"

swallowed hard. "I

small breath of relief. But his body remained rigid, his arms wrapped protectively around me. I realized, in those moments, that a part of him feared her. Not for what she could do to him if she wanted to, but for what

too terrified to ask just

I felt him relax beneath me. His arms tightened around

myself in the sensations, in the sound of his voice murmuring my name in my ear. We rocked together on the blanket for some time, our glasses of wine left mostly-untouched on the floor. His powerful frame caged me, protected me from the outside world. When I finally cracked and finished on him, he held me even

a second time, we

at the clock on the wall. Nearly three AM; the realization that our time was running out and

I said reluctantly.

as if he too was reluctant to let the moment end. "You're right. Same time

lips despite the sadness creeping in. "I'll be

between buttoning shirts and zipping dresses. Two weeks of this, and I was already yearning for more. I already craved the days when

a jolt through me, and I turned, the tiniest shred of me

But he didn't