Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 98496 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98496 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
“Look at me now,” he gritted.
Slowly, her eyes blinked open.
He pushed all the way in, and Kassia let out another whimper as his cock tore through her hymen.
Kassia was in a daze, temporarily unable to make sense of exactly what she was feeling. Relief, maybe, because it was all over. Disbelief because she hadn’t known it would hurt that much. But most of all...
She looked up at the professor.
Something profound but unnamed, something that made her feel complete, because she had finally given the professor what she had always thought was his.
“Kassia.” The way the professor spoke her name made her toes curl, but before she could say his name back, he had started to move, and she could no longer think. It started with long, slow strokes that went deeper and deeper. When Kassia started moving her hips to meet his thrusts, the professor changed his pace, making his strokes harder, less precise, and faster.
So, so fast she wondered dazedly if an ordinary human could move this fast and make her feel this good...
The professor bent down, his lips latching onto her nipple, and then he was moving again. She threw her head back and screamed, her fingers digging harder into his skin as the two-fold pleasure threatened to take over her.
“Alessandro...” His name was torn out of her soul.
Alessandro shuddered at the way Kassia said his name, knowing that there had been a time he had genuinely believed she would never say his name that way again.
His desire spiraling out of control, he found himself fucking her harder, his hands diving deep under her body to cup her buttocks so he could penetrate her more deeply. Sounds of sex filled the room – his balls slapping against her sex, the rasp of his cock sliding in and out of her folds, the breathy little whimpers of Kassia intermingling with his low, heavy panting—-
Underneath him, Kassia’s throat bobbed and she started breathing in quick, loud gasps. “Professor...” Her eyes began to dilate, and then she was coming.
Seeing Kassia reach her orgasm aroused him like no other sight, and with a groan, Alessandro came as well, his hips pushing down almost wildly as he pumped his seed into her with every downward thrust.
“Kassia.” He roared her name, and in his arms, she shuddered again, the sound of her name on his lips prolonging her pleasure.
Pulling her closer when both their bodies were sated, Alessandro pressed a kiss on her forehead.
Kassia.
My love.
Beside him, Kassia froze, and he realized that he had spoken the words out loud. Tension electrified the air, and the scent of her anxiety reached him. Frowning, Alessandro tipped her chin up. “What’s wrong?”
“N-nothing.”
His eyes narrowed, but his voice was pleasant when he asked, “Have I mentioned that Lyccans possess an extraordinary sense of smell?”
Kassia shook her head, thrown off by the unexpected question.
“We do.” He paused, and added gently, “It’s good enough to detect human emotions.”
Her eyes widened when the import of his words sank in.
“So, I ask you again, little chick. What’s wrong?”
Kassia’s heart felt like it was a second away from exploding. Oh. Crap. Why. Now. She swallowed. “Y-you said...” She couldn’t make herself say it, didn’t feel she deserved to say the words.
“My love?”
A small nod.
“And you are,” he stated simply.
She wanted to cry.
The light in Alessandro’s eyes disappeared. “Hearing the words trouble you?”
She couldn’t make herself answer. She was so scared she’d lose him if she did, but she couldn’t make herself lie either.
Coldness settled in the pit of Alessandro’s stomach as he took in the misery in Kassia’s brown eyes. “Kassia.” He struggled to keep his voice level even though a large part of him warned him to desist if he didn’t want to see his entire world crumbling.
The sound of her name on his lips seemed to break her, and she choked out, “Don’t ask, please.”
He wished, God, he damn well wished it were that easy. But he was done deliberately blinding himself to the truth and constantly taking the coward’s way out through denial.
”Just say it,” he said, and it was even harder now to keep him from sounding harsh.
More tears brightened Kassia eyes. “Y-you seem t-to think this changes things.”
“And?” he heard himself ask even as his chest started to constrict.
“It doesn’t.” A tear slipped. “I w-want to be with you. I thought I’d eventually c-change my mind...but w-when you called me my love, I wasn’t...happy. I was...” She inhaled unevenly. “I was terrified. All I could think about was, no, I have to get away before you hurt me again.” She lifted pain-darkened eyes to him. “And I don’t think the fear’s ever going to leave, Professor.”
Chapter Three
Kassia woke to the smell of bacon and eggs...and the sight of a big, black wolf next to the bed. Even though it was silent and motionless while staring at her with unblinking, vividly green eyes, the power and danger emanating from it was unmistakable and palpable.