Many parts of the story has mature scenes. Read at your discretion. "Your pussy is such a slut, little one." His deep baritone echoes as he trace a wet line through my clit. "Yes, yes." I let out, my hips squirming as I cling to him. My professor. “So…slimy with juices. My fingers ain’t even inside yet.” I swallow hard at his words, my face flushing red as my hunger grows. “Tell me, little one. How many fingers do you want inside you?” “Two. Please give me…two, professor.” Is all I manage to say as he thrust two fingers inside me and immediately his eyes changed. ___ One minute Rain was nursing her heartbreak with several shots. The next she finds herself in an alley with a hot stranger. It was a long night of moans, thrust and need. The following morning Rain finds out the hot stranger from the previous night is her new professor. He's larger than life. One look at him shows he's power personified but there's this disturbing secret about him. Yet Rain is so much attracted she can't resist. How long will it take her to figure out she's just a bait in a plot for revenge?
View MoreRain’s POV. I run out of Logan’s office with my heart panting. I honestly thought I’d gotten over him but that’s a typical lie. It’s not as easy as I thought it’d be. He’s all I think about every minute of the day. The air I practically breathe. Gosh, what actually made me think I could ever get the hell away from him? I curse under my breath as I head over to the greenhouse. My fingers won’t stop grazing over my lips in the bid to feel those hot kisses he gave me just now. Staying two whole weeks without so much as a touch from him made me teeter toward the edge of insanity. Right now, my insides are burning up, scorching every corner of my being. Logan, gosh, you’ve really messed me up. I try to force myself to stop thinking about him but that seems like I’m pouring water on a damn stone. I can’t stop feeling things for him. Whenever I see him from a distance, my heart palpitates. The annoying voice in my head always seems to admire him a lot, whispering dirty ideas into my min
Logan’s POV.“What’s going on here?” I thunder just as I reach them. Rain practically gasps at the furious undertone of my voice.When she notices it’s me, her brows furrow slightly, you’d barely even know it’s there.“Nothing professor, Logan. We and Rain were having a nice chit chat…” One of the twins, Robin answers, quirking the corner of his up while glancing over at Rain.That adds to my fury. I sharply turn to them and sputter.“Flirting with a woman during lecture hours? Do you not know the consequences of your actions?” My voice is more high-pitched than I intended.Rain glowers at me, hating the fact that I suddenly brought up one of the rules and regulations of Oakdale High. From what I know, the twins were notorious in the university.“Professor, Logan. We were talking. There’s practically nothing lewd they said.” Rain chimes in and knowing she’s taking their side flares my anger. I know what she’s doing. She is trying to move on with her life and forget I ever existed. Li
Logan's POV. My goddess, I hum inside me as I take my mate's lips, kissing her within an inch of life. Hell, can I never get enough of her sweetness. Every fucking day, it increases. My whole body presses into hers while my hands scroll through the exposed parts of her flesh. My cock grows so hard with a vengeance. No matter how much my inner mind tells me to get a grip on my hunger and consider that Rain might still be hurt, it doesn't yield any effect. I just want to have her. Slipping my tongue out, I find hers with urgency and lock it tight. She moans low, endeavoring to meet the pace of my kisses. “Lo…gan…” She hums, but I don't give her the space to talk. I don't want to interrupt this moment of passion flowing between us. My hands grope for the globes of her ass. I fondle it as my hardened length burrows into her belly button. “We…are…” “Shhh, baby…just…let me kiss you…” I whisper to her and Rain's eyes glaze over. This time around, she's the one that initiates the kis
Rain's POV."I thought you would chicken away this time." Killan's words reverberated around the clock tower and I twirled my head around, searching for his face until I saw him. That instant, my blood curdled and I did nothing but tighten my grip on the dagger. I had come prepared. I swore not to allow Killan to mess with me so I got something to protect myself. Thankfully, I'm slowly becoming an expert in wielding weapons. Today wouldn't be any different. That had been my thought before coming for the laundry event. Well, upon setting eyes on the number of guys Killan came with, all the confidence drained from me. It was all I could do to still hold onto my source of protection. Distantly, cheers vibrated from the town members. They were all ignorant of the war I was waging with Killan. Even Logan too. I didn't intend to inform him. I'd fight this alone. However, everything changed when Killan pressed into my space and smirked down at me sinisterly. "You've done well, prett
Logan's POV. I move into the woods, desperation seeping from my every pore. I wonder what had happened to Rain. I've a feeling she's in danger. My wolf prowls around in my head, wanting to break out on the surface. I poke my nose in the air, trying to trace her through her scent.At first, it seemed difficult. The air is clouded with several other scents. Human male scents to be precise. Much to my surprise, Rain’s scent is mixed with those potent human male scents. Damning all consequences, I shift Into my wolf just so I can detect the direction the scent is headed to. The instant Blade takes off, he growls softly and his nose sticks into the air. Then I smell it. Rain’s elderberry scent is dipped in fear and something else. A coppery tang of blood. Noticing that, my nerves spike in unbridled fear and my wolf paws down the woods, following the scent. Every step I take deeper into the woods, I see a trail of blood. “What the hell happened? Where are you Rain?” I chant repe
Logan's POV. I chase after her, panting hugely. She went towards the back of the clock tower. Using my wolf eyes, I scan the place. Thankfully, it's scanty. I gear up speed, running towards my mate. Kylie has fallen into steps beside Rain, saying something to soothe her. “Rain, wait, girl!” Kylie's voice blares in my ears. She holds Rain's wrist once they've turned the corner, putting a halt to her movement.“Just let me be, Kylie. I promise I'm fine!” She snaps at her friend. I swear, I can hear her heavy, angry puffs of air. From this distance, I can feel the flames of her irritation and anger. Goddess, what in the sky have I done? I shouldn't have let the girls speak to me let alone flirt with me.I curse myself over and over again, running to meet up with them before Rain runs off again. I hope she forgives me for this little mishap. Rain can be a lot more dangerous when she's angry. Once I strut past the turf to turn the corner, I hear Kylie saying. “Believe me, Rain.
Logan's POV. The servants have gathered my clothes and Lester's that are due for laundry, taking them outside to our car. Today is the town's laundry day and everyone is expected to join. I was surprised to hear about it yesterday because this was our tradition when we were once here. Centuries ago, the event was held at the pack house. Pups and adults would be lingering around, dancing in suds while the musicians played very good music with their instruments. It's unfortunate the Slayers learned of it and adopted it. One of the many things they adopted from us. I put on my gray slack and a black sleeveless shirt before making my way out of the room. I try to call Rain but her number isn't connecting. During dinner last night, I had a feeling something was wrong. I hated that I wasn't able to reach out to her because her father was there. Yet, I can't help but feel worried she's in trouble. Something's eating up at Rain and I must know what. This is one of the reasons I'm goin
Rain's POV. Three days have gone by and I haven't met with Killan. What should I have done? I've been worried that Killan will expose me like he said he would but I've not heard rumors flying around. I did my very best to avoid coming in contact with him. I also didn't tell Logan. I don't know what he'll do if I tell him. Because of this problem, I've secluded myself inside my room for the past three days until this evening. Mrs. Sinai came earlier bearing an invitation for dinner from the manor. To say I was surprised was putting it lightly. This has never happened before. I've never had breakfast at the manor with my father. Was it him that brought up this idea? I worry my lower lip between my teeth. If my father were the one who organized this dinner, then I wouldn't refuse to show up. Once it was time, I dressed up and moved outside, heading to the manor. The smell of dough blasts into my nose as soon as I walk up the cobblestone stairs and into the manor. The servants
Rain's POV. I roar a laugh at Kylie's voice coming through the phone. My feet strut down the scanty hallway that leads to the changing room. I've just finished my sword-training with Logan and I smell like sweat and grime. Even though Nadia seems to have changed in the past few days, we are still pitted to fight against each other. My father doesn't want to relent. As far as I know, his hatred for me still runs deep. I have a few bruises from the attack at Cryptwood manor but he never cared to check on me. He was all in for Nadia. At best, he turned me into Nadia's personal caretaker. Although, Nadia has turned a new leaf. Regardless, it doesn't erase the fact that no matter what I do, our father will never regard me as anything. Nadia is the superior in his eyes. She probably will always be. “No, jokes apart Rain. I can't hear you changing your clothes and the food is getting cold!” Kylie's voice penetrates through my fogged mind. I push through the door of the changing ro
Rain’s POV.“C'mon, Rain. You look good the way you’re.” Kylie, my best friend, says behind me as she watches me pace the length of my room.I take a moment to pause and swallow down the tension I feel rippling through my body.“Are you sure, Kylie? I wanna look my best tonight.” I state while looking at her with uncertainty.Kylie’s brunette hair cascading down her shoulders bounces as she lifts up her tea-length flowery swing dress and walks close to me.She grabs my hand and pulls me in front of the mirror. My heart surges as I gaze at myself, watching the brown poodle skirt and Peter Pan shirt I’m wearing.I look a bit odd despite knowing tonight’s school dance everyone is expected to dress like those in the 50s.“I’m certain, Rain. You look just as perfect with your Marilyn Monroe hair. Trust me, Killan won’t resist your charm once he sees you tonight.”Her small talk gives me hope and I huff, nodding my head. Killan, the king of our school Oakdale High and his father is one of
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