《My Werewolf Professor》Chapter 7
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Before I went for my run, I saw Bria sitting on the lawn in front of the classics building. It was almost as if she was waiting for me to come out and see her. At least, that's what I wanted to believe, but I couldn't quite figure her out yet. I didn't know if this attraction was mutual yet.
But when I finally made it out into the sun, she wasn't anywhere to be found. Jasmine sat in her spot, grinning at me like she always had since she turned eighteen a few months ago. I didn't know where she scared Bria off to, but I couldn't stop myself from finding out.
"Hi, Alpha," Jasmine said, rolling onto her back and leaning back on her forearms when I approached her.
I growled low. "It's Professor Lee here, Jasmine. You know that."
She bowed her head. "Sorry, Professor Lee. What're you doing out here? Levi said that you never run around the campus."
Instead of entertaining her, I cut to the chase, my wolf needing to find Bria, needing to smell her, needing to take her now. Her scent lingered so heavily in the air here, and I couldn't stop thinking about how her cunt smelled during class today when she kept pressing her thighs together.
"Where's Bria?"
"Bria?" she asked, brows furrowed. "Why do you want—"
"Where. Is. She?"
Jasmine widened her eyes and pointed toward the classics building. "She said that she had class. She headed toward the classics building." She paused. "I didn't think she had any classics classes besides yours but—"
Without listening to another word she said—I couldn't help it—I hurried toward the classics building. Bria didn't have any other classes in this building. I was sure of it. I might have... checked in one of the school's computers late last night. That didn't matter, though. What mattered was that Bria only came to this building for me... and I wasn't in my office.
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Stepping into the building, I followed her scent from the main hallway to a side hallway near my office. And just as I walked into the corridor, she rushed out of my office. She shut the door behind her and stopped when she looked up and saw me standing at the end of the hall. Eyes widening, cheeks flushing, she parted her lips to say something, but the only words to come out of her mouth were, "Professor Lee," in nothing but a raspy whisper.
I inhaled sharply and found my shorts tightening at the thick, sweet scent drifting down the hallway from her. "What are you doing here?" I asked, rougher than I meant to, but my wolf was quickly clawing his way to the surface, ready to come out and bite her already.
She held her books to her chest and walked slowly down the hallway toward me, eyeing the exit door to my right. "I was just, uhm, looking for you. I wanted to ask you something about this, uhm, book."
My teeth lengthened into canines inside my mouth, my nails into claws behind my back. That scent was coming from her cunt, her sopping, salivating cunt that I wanted to bury my face in and eat until she was crying out for me. If I didn't get out of here soon, I'd do it, too.
"But I have class now." Bria hurried toward the door, gaze focused on the ground. "I don't want to be late."
Before she could pass me, I posted my hand on the wall beside me to block her exit. "Come back after your class. I expect to see you during my office hours. You don't have class during them."
After giving me a curt nod, she hurried down the hallway without looking me in the eye, and I let her. Once Bria left the classics building, I hurried into my office, and slammed and locked the door, the scent of her arousal hitting me in waves.
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I rushed to my desk, and when I saw a wet spot on my chair that smelled just like Bria's cunt, I growled. I couldn't stop myself from collapsing in that same chair, shoving my hand into my running shorts, and pulling my cock out. After spitting on my hand, I stroked my cock, getting harder and harder by the damn second at the thought of my mate wanting me to take her so fucking bad that she locked herself into my office while I was running and touched herself.
"Oh, Bria, you're going to get me in so much trouble," I murmured to myself.
I moved my hand up and down my dick, tightening it more by the moment, picturing Bria's cheeks all flushed as she stuffed two fingers inside her tight cunt and finger-fucked herself until her pussy was drooling all over my office furniture.
Growling, I moved my hips up and down, imagining pounding myself into Bria, grasping her ass, and watching her pale cheeks turn pink. After closing my eyes, I pictured the night I would finally get to plunge my teeth into her and take her completely, biting her neck, licking up her blood, making myself part of her.
"Fuck," I drew out, stroking my cock up and down, hard and fast.
I inhaled sharply, taking in as much of her scent as I could, and came into my hand. I didn't care what I thought or what the council would do to me for having a relationship with one of my students. Bria wanted this as much as I did.
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