I shivered.

Pleasure rushed through every part of my body from my neck where Bria's canines were lodged, to my parted lips breathing in her lovely scent, to my hands that were now grasping onto her hips so tightly that I thought I would break her.

"Bria," I whispered, her name rolling off my tongue.

It wasn't like a feeling that I ever experienced before. It was so much better than the stories told down from generation to generation about how a mate's teeth would feel sinking into my neck and how the woman who loved me finally became a part of my being too.

With her canines still buried deep inside me, Bria let out a long sigh and wrapped her arms around my waist to pull me closer. She paused for a moment, as if she didn't want to pull away, then slowly removed her canines from my throat, pulling me tighter.

"I love you," she whispered against the column of my neck. "I love you, Callum Lee."

Another shiver ran up and down my spine. There was a time in my life that I never thought I would hear those words from a mate. I thought that I was doomed and destined to be alone forever. Hearing those words fall so effortlessly off her tongue made happiness gush through every part of me.

Cupping her face, I forced her to look up at me with her golden, wolfish eyes. I gently brushed some strands of hair off her forehead and tucked them away behind her ears, my heart racing at the thought of my mate not only marking me for the first time, but also... loving me.

"I love you too, Bria Benton." I kissed her softly on her lips and rested my forehead against hers. "I fucking love you too."

After a few moments, I could feel her wolf becoming rowdy again. She shifted from foot to foot, pressing her thighs together and whining softly. "Please."

"Please, what?" I asked, growing harder by the second from the scent of her salivating cunt drifting through the room.

"Please, complete the bond." She drew her finger up the front of my pants.

"You want me to make love to you."

"No," she said, cupping my bulge now and stroking it up and down. "I want you to fuck me all night right in your office, on your desk, all over your students' exams. I don't want you to stop, no matter how much I beg of you."

"Bria..."

She pulled down my zipper and pulled out my cock, letting a wad of spit drip down. "Please. I wanna suck it," she said in a breathy whisper, dropping to her knees and staring up at me with those golden eyes. She took my cock in her smaller hands and placed her lips on the head, sucking it slowly into her mouth. "Mine."

"Yours, baby," I grunted, pulling her hair behind her shoulders to hold it back. "All yours."

She sucked more of me into her mouth, inch by inch, then pulled back out, a bead of precum dripping from the head of my cock and onto her chin. "Mine," she said again, sucking my shaft back into her hot, wet mouth until she was balls fucking deep.

Staring up at me through watery eyes, she gargled on my cock and cupped my balls, more strings of spit dripping from her bottom lip and onto my office floor between us. She bobbed her head back and forth, her throat bulging every couple moments.

When I couldn't take it any longer, I pulled my cock out of her mouth. "Stand up and let me fuck my mate's tight hole."

Bria drew her tongue across her bottom lip and stumbled to her feet. I bent her over my desk and grasped her hips to pull them back. She arched her back and reached behind me to hold onto my bicep. "Kiss me," she said, lips covered in spit and slobber.

Lining myself up with her entrance, I pushed myself into her and kissed her hard on the mouth, letting my tongue slip between her lips. I thrust my dick in and out of her clenching hole and pulled back, watching the way her pussy lips clung onto my shaft every damn time I tried to pull out of her.

"More," she moaned. "Give me more, Callum."

I buried my face into the crook of her neck and sucked her mark. She threw her head back, her pussy pulsing over and over and over on my dick and her moans getting lost in my office, probably spilling out into the busy hallways too.

But I didn't care anymore.

And I surely didn't regret fucking my first year student senseless over my office desk, nor in my classroom, nor later in my bedroom. Bria Benton might've been my student, but she was my mate. I could do what I wanted with her, and nobody would stop me anymore.

Nobody.

"Callum, I'm coming!" she cried, grasping and wrinkling students' exam papers in her fists. She bucked her hips back and forth against mine, her breathing ragged. "Oh, god, Professor Lee. Keep going. My pussy is..." She let out another moan. "Fuck, it's not stopping."

She continued to buck her hips against mine and moan in my office, her scent becoming stronger by the second. A thick layer of her juices coated my dick, and the more I fucking admired my mate, the more pressure rose inside me.

Now that we were mated completely, I wouldn't feel bad about shoving my cum as deep as possible into Bria's cervix and hoping that someday soon her belly would be round with my pups. I slammed myself into her one last time, stilled balls deep, and grunted. "Fuck, Bria."

She might've not gotten pregnant tonight, but one day soon, she would.

I would make sure of it.