All Chapters of Her Feral Professor [ Your Professor Shouldn't Taste You]: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

She is a good enough mother in that she is affectionate and does her best with Luna, but she doesn't share my sentiments about raising a kid in an environment with two parents who don't hate eachother. She grew up in a foster home with other foster kids where the guardians didn't care much for them asides the monthly government checks it afforded them with, but she claims she turned out well because she became a doctor and all that, whilst every single one of the other kids got hooked on drugs or one vice or the other. Basically, it is a considerably huge feat she accomplished, managing to get out of that life and make something for herself. But there was something fundamentally wrong with her. She keeps it masked, but it becomes clear when you get close enough. I can't believe it was that peculiar darkness that drew me to her in the first place. She was my muse. It was great while it lasted till I unveiled the real woman behind the mask and she hated me for it. She didn't even gi

Maggie snaps her fingers in front of my face, arresting my attention and bringing me back to the present. I blink at her dumbly. She frowns at me. The class is almost empty, we have another lecture at 3p.m. but people want to go have lunch before coming back. I guess. I spot Claire making her way up to my spot, I tense up instinctively, I haven't heard from or seen her since Thursday and I remember that Maggie told me she was peeping in that day and might have seen something. I don't feel like dealing with her mental bullshit today. Even the blind can see that Zane is uninterested in her. She embarrasses herself in class, pandering for his attention. Maggie follows my eyes and her face twists into a fierce protective glare, Claire ignores her, she comes to a stop in front of my desk and glares at me with an intensity that I might have found funny and childish if I wasn't already very tense. "What do you want?" Maggie asks, her tone sharp and very confrontational. Claire ignores her

Zane enters me with one fluid movement, I gasp, I hear his audible exhale behind me, he is so hard and thick inside me, I lose my breath, clenching around his length. "Fuck. Fuck. Alex." Zane hugs me tight, our bodies conjoined so intimately, we could be one body. I can't catch my breath so I resort to breathing with my mouth, embarrassingly loud but it doesn't matter because Zane is holding me tight and doing the same thing. We stay like that for some time. Maybe a couple of seconds, but it feels like a lifetime. I try to remember if I locked the door when I walked in, but it's hopeless, nothing tangible or meaningful comes to mind. The room is not hot but a bead of sweat appears on my forehead, Zane's warm breaths at my ear. Then he starts moving and I am transported to an even higher precarious height where everything is hot and warm and feels too good to be true. My eyes roll to the back of my head, Zane brings a hand to my neck, pulling me back into his hard strokes, choking m

Zane Orion:::Alex deserves to know. That is pretty much understood. She is right. She is in the dark here and she is the main character. It is not fair or even wise to keep her unaware of the threat that Daisy poses. She doesn't know Daisy like I do and I really don't know how to begin describing our complicated relationship. Or even how we ended up here right now. I almost feel ashamed about it. But I have long worked through my emotions, so I could be present with my daughter. For Luna. Always."When we first met, I knew instantly that Daisy was dark..." I say, the look of confusion on Alex's face makes me smile bitterly. Disturbed is probably the best word to describe her but dark works."But it is crazy that that was exactly what drew me to her. She was different, I guess. I was young and stupid. I can't remember my train of thought when we were dating. It doesn't matter." I run through those happy early days in my mind. It leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. Having her as a muse

Alex PoV:My heart aches. I lay my head on Zane's broad shoulder and we stay like this in silence for a while. I know what he is sharing with me is heavy for him to talk about. I can tell from his tortured tone and the long pauses in between his long monologues. I am almost certain he has never told anyone all this before. It makes my heart ache terribly for him. But I don't want to cry. It would only embarrass him. So I blink back the tears and stay quiet. He will speak up when he is ready again."Nothing came out of the stalking. Mostly because the female students she chose weren't even aware of what she was doing. So she got away with it. She never acted on anything but she made it very clear that she was capable of doing real damage if she suspected anything. And I believed her. I believe her. That is why I reacted the way I did when you told me she visited you. Showing up at your dorm was the first step. She was sending me a sign. Except in this case, she has her evidence. She wa