All Chapters of One Lustful Night With My Alpha Professor : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Logan's POV. She whimpers. She shudders, begging me for mercy but I grant her none. I eat Rain like a twelve-course meal. Like she's heaven, my heaven. The more pressure I add in sucking her pretty pussy lips into my mouth, the more she's torn between pushing me away and dragging me back on her sex. I chuckle at her indecisiveness, she doesn't know which choice to make. Hell, I make the choice for her by settling deeper in between her legs, pulling her calves over my shoulders, and making her ass peel away from the ground, and like the primitive beast I am, I devour her.My tongue lays flat against her clitoris and I tease her with my teeth. Embers of need cloud her skin as she explodes in ecstasy."Ouuuu, Logan...ohhh, please...more..." Her voice escapes her parted lip in breathless whimpers. As she arches her back, rolling unruly over the ground, Rain reaches out a hand into my hair. She fervently grabs my tresses with her palm and tugs my face into her core. "Eat me more...pl

Rain's POV. This can't be happening, I mutter inwardly as my eyes flutter open. I blink up at the moon and trees above, slowly taking in a breath as Logan's words settle in my mind. Tiago's my father? How did Logan find out about that? Suddenly, I jerk up in his arms and turn my weary gaze at him. "Baby," He says with a frown etched between his brows. When he pulls closer to me, he swipes the stray hair from my face and tucks it behind my ear. "It's okay. I'm here to support you." My eyes are still glossed over from unshed tears. Somehow, I feel like doubting his words but Logan can never lie to me about such things. "How did you know?" Is what I managed to get out.He takes in a breath and shakes his head. "There's a lot you don't know, Rain. This is one of them." He responds, voice cracking. When he looks up at me again, his face regains composure. "Your mother and Tiago were once lovers. They dated without the mayor's knowledge and when she became pregnant with you...she era

Third Person POV. All the mayors stood stunned. Words failed them as they watched what was transpiring. This wasn't what they'd expected. Hell, the girl wasn't like her mother! She's not shifting and that meant she wasn't a lycan. Disappointment filled the “Someone stop the fight!” He barked, shoving his hands in the air. “We can't. It'd reveal we had other intentions.” Mr. Ford replied to him. Shoving his scarlet face to Mr. Ford, Mr. Hanks barked. “I do not bloody care what people will think. I want no harm to my daughter!” He struts towards the drum and instantly beats it. All the cheers and murmurs in the field stopped. Everyone's attention turned towards the mayors. “People of Oakdale and our dearest guests. This is to bring to your notice the tourney has officially ended!” His words were ensued with confused murmurs. Something of sort had never occurred before. The tourney was more intriguing now it had intensified. However, no one had the balls to spill their protest

Third Person POV. The car tires squealed harshly over the asphalt when Lester lost his hold on the steering wheel. His mouth dropped open and a painful snarl vibrated from his lips. They were yet to reach their destination and the weakness has struck them. “Nooooo!!” He let out in pain, fear for their pack gripping him. Tiago bristled in the passenger seat, feeling little bites of pain zipping through him. “The moon is complete,” Tiago whispered through his pain after looking outside through the window. Lester's mind was boggled. All he felt was his wolf pushing past his barrier, to the surface. The cracking of bones reverberated in the car, followed by a yelp of agony. “Lester…we've got to keep going…” Tiago sputtered, trying to hold the steering wheel but the sharp slash of pain that went through the pads of his fingers had him gearing back. His claws were protruding, he realized in shock, steering backward with a grunt vibrating from the deep recesses of his mouth. Beside hi

Rain’s POV.My legs give out the instant I drop Logan’s bloody form on the couch. I pant through my teeth as tears trickle down from my eyes. It’s almost sunrise, and the pack healer has woken up. He rushes to the alpha, examining his wounds. “What happened?” Ryat asks me from over his shoulders and as I open my mouth to respond no words make it out. Manageably, I shake my head. The man twists his head melancholically before scrambling around to gather his medicine bag. Just then my father and Lester shove into the house. Their bodies were covered with charcoal and grime. Panting heavily, Lester approaches the healer, his face shadowed with worry. “Is he still alive?” Heis husky voice barely vibrates in my ears over my soft sobs. I hold Logan’s hand close to my chest. “That’s what I’m checking, beta…” The man trails off when he shreds off the rest of the fabrics covering the alpha’s wounds. Immediately he sets his eyes on it, a frown curls his lips. He hunkers low and plucks a le