My Werewolf Professor: Belonging to Alessandro Moretti: Billionaire New Adult College Shifter Romance
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She looked up at him. “Professor, I don’t like seeing you with another woman.” She felt selfish for mumbling out such words, but she had to say it.
Alessandro’s chest squeezed at such honesty. His shy chick was too innocent, especially for him. If he had a conscience, he should let her go right now and have her forget him. But he couldn’t. There was no one like her, and he wanted her.
“Do what I tell you,” he said, voice taut with suppressed desire, “and you’ll be the only woman I’ll fuck.”
She whimpered. She couldn’t help it, not when it was the professor saying that.
He kissed her again, and this time she returned it, shyly, hungrily, passionately. Her arms wrapped around his neck as she pulled his head down so he could deepen the kiss. She sucked his tongue, he sucked her lower lip, and it was like a game of who could make the other more insane with need.
Kassia shuddered when she felt his hands start to move, stiffening in fear and excitement when the professor’s hands covered her breasts. His hands were big, but so were her breasts, embarrassingly so. It warmed her all over when he groaned against her lips, saying, “So damn big.”
Her head fell back as his lips moved down her neck. He was kneading her breasts now, caressing them in a way she had never thought of even touching herself. It was beautiful, hot, heady, the way he squeezed her breasts hard and tight.
She bit her lip hard, doing her best not to make any noise when the professor lifted her sweater off. Pushing the bra to the side, he cupped her breasts again, this time skin against skin, resulting in such pleasure it had her catching her breath.
“So damn big,” the professor repeated hoarsely, and his voice made her toes curl. She was glad, oh she was so glad he found them big, and not in a way that he disliked.
“I bet they taste fucking sweet, too…”
Her eyes widened—
And then his mouth was there, tasting her nipples with tiny, teasing flicks of his tongue. “Sweet,” he groaned just before suckling on them like a babe.
She gripped his head, her shyness fleeing her as the pleasure mounted and mounted. She moaned in protest when he stopped kissing her breast, but the sound soon turned into a squeal of fear when she realized where his kisses were heading.
“Professor—”
“We’re not going to fuck, little chick. Not until you do as promised. But right now, I want to have a taste of you.”
When he talked like that, she couldn’t argue. It was just too sexy, having the professor speak so dirty to her. The professor had nimble fingers – either that or he was an expert when it came to pulling off jeans. A few seconds were all it took for her to be free of her jeans, and then another second for her to be free of her silk panties.
Cold air greeted her bare flesh. “Professor,” she whispered, shivering in embarrassment and arousal. It was so confusing, the way he made her feel so self-conscious and shameless at the same time.
Kassia nearly jumped when she felt the professor touch the flesh between her legs. She was already wet there, and she could feel her sex drenching his finger. When he pulled it away, she heard a sucking sound. Fire burst in her cheeks at the realization that he was sucking her essence on his finger.
“Sweeter than I hoped, little chick.”
She whimpered.
Alessandro laughed at the sound. “Are you embarrassed?”
“Of course I am.” It was part wail, part mumble, part snarl.
“Good. I like you embarrassed.” And then he sought to embarrass her more by pushing her legs wide open, lowering his head, and fucking her with his tongue. She buckled immediately at the first raspy slide of his tongue against her folds. She tried to struggle away from him, the intensity of his kiss shocking her, but Alessandro wasn’t going to let her go anywhere.
Not now.
Not ever.
Gripping her legs, he easily kept them wide apart without exerting any kind of strength. He thrust his tongue in and out of her sweet sex relentlessly, and after a few thrusts, her struggles had changed. She was now lifting her hips towards his mouth, and she was mewling, begging without words for more of his possession.
If she wanted him to fuck her out of her mind, he would gladly oblige.
Moving up, he took her straining bud of pleasure into his mouth and sucked. Hard. Tight. To the point that pain and pleasure mingled and exploded.
Under his mouth, her sex strained, froze, and quivered before releasing fragrant creamy liquid. She came so hard it was almost as if her orgasm was rendering her apart. No one had ever come so beautifully in his arms before, and knowing that it was real, that it wasn’t her faking in any way, made him groan.
He unzipped himself and took out his cock.
“Professor, no,” Kassia protested weakly when she felt his head moving, his tongue licking her folds as if preparing her for another orgasm. “Please, Professor—” But it was too late. His tongue was there again, joined by his expertly moving fingers, which teased her folds, dipping slightly in before pulling back.
Dimly, she heard the sound of flesh being stroked, fast and hard, and she realized it was the professor pleasuring himself.
The thought had her shuddering, her eyes closing as she imagined how the professor would look like, with his hand on his cock, rubbing and stroking himself while his eyes were on her body.
The image was too much, and just like that, she started to come against his mouth for the second time. She was still shuddering when the professor growled his release, his mouth grinding hard against her sex while he stroked and squeezed his cock as he released his seed to the floor.
In the darkness, the professor spoke. “Kassia.”
She squeezed her eyes shut.
God, it was such a simple thing, the professor just saying her name, but somehow it felt unbelievably tender and intimate, bringing tears to her eyes. Dear God, just him saying her name and she was falling apart. If a part of her was still uncertain about her feelings for him, now there was no room for doubt.
She really was in love with the professor.
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The professor walked her back to the dorm, a few feet behind her to keep students from spreading rumors about them. They didn’t talk, didn’t look at each other, but they didn’t have to.
Professor: Did it feel good?
Kassia: You know the answer to that, Professor.
Professor: I just wanted to make sure.
Kassia: That I felt good?
Professor: Yes. Because I have a feeling you’ll flunk your tests tomorrow.
Kassia: Professor, you’re mean!
Professor: Just honest. Because if I know you, you won’t be able to study tonight as you’ll only be thinking of my cock.
Kassia tripped just as she reached the front of her dorm, having read the professor’s last message. She whirled around to glare at the professor, and the heck if it would cause rumors or not, but he was gone.
Her phone beeped.
Professor: And just so you know, mine’s a foot long.
Her phone crashed to the floor.
Holy darn cow, a foot…long? Twelve…inches?
The professor was right. She really might not be able to study tonight.
THE END
Thank you for reading My Werewolf Professor: Belonging to Alessandro Moretti. This is the prequel and will be followed by just one book: Alessandro Moretti’s Secret.
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ALESSANDRO MORETTI’S SECRET: MY WEREWOLF PROFESSOR 2
I thought life was perfect, with Professor Alessandro Moretti becoming my secret lover. But then one day, he changed. He broke my heart. And then he left.
Alessandro Moretti, billionaire professor and werewolf prince in disguise, thought he was the one playing a game when h
e took his young student as his lover. But then he saw her with another man, practically making out in public, and he realized that he was the one being played instead.
Kassia Summers thought she knew the professor inside and out. But apparently, he was nothing like she imagined. He wasn’t really nice, wasn’t really the type to keep his promises, and he wasn’t even human!
COMING OUT DECEMBER 2014!
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