All Chapters of On Her Professor’s Bed: Alpha’s Plaything: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter Two Thalina When I got close to him, the first thing I noticed was how tall he stood—well over six feet, towering above me and making me feel so small beside him. His presence was so overwhelming and commanding, I could tell he was pthe kind of man who commanded a room without saying a word. I couldn't take my eyes off his face. He was clearly older, maybe a decade or two my senior, but that only made him more attractive. God! How could he be so hot? Everything about him from his head, down to his cock was one to die for. The lines around his eyes, the touch of gray at his temples, and the soft groan that escaped his lips—all of it screamed experience. The kind of experience someone like me—innocent and untouched—needed. I knew this was wrong. He was a stranger, I just met him. Above all, he was a professor, someone I shouldn’t even be thinking about in this way. But the magnetic pull I felt towards him was irresistible, stronger than anything I had ever felt. It

Chapter Four Thalina His words sent a shiver down my spine, and before I could respond, he dropped to his knees, setting my legs on his shoulders, his eyes locking onto mine with a hunger that made my heart race violently. A hunger I had never seen on anyone’s face—a hunger that made me quiver with longing, sending heat rushing through my core. His hands gripped my thighs, spreading them wide and resting them on his shoulders. God! He was so perfect. He was a professor, and this could put us in difficult situations afterward. I could be ruined if anyone found out that I did this on my first day here. But fuck that! I didn’t care. I wanted him more than I cared about the consequences. He buried his head between my legs, the heat of his mouth sending waves of electricity through me. I quivered, more wetness dripping down my thighs, and he chuckled. "Already so wet for me," he growled against my skin, the vibration of his voice causing my back to arch, pressing harder again

Chapter Six Talon Maverick She bowed gently, and moved to the only open chair, near the front. Of course. Of all the places to sit, it had to be where I'd see her every time I looked up. Where I couldn't avoid her. My chest tightened as she took her seat, flipping open her notebook like she had been here all along. I noticed how her lips parted slightly, as though she wanted to say something but didn't. Her presence was a reminder of the moments I let go, of the moment I lost my discipline. I just hoped I was seeing wrong. There was no way I buried my head between the legs of someone who was supposed to be my student? A lower ranked wolf. This wasn’t just going against the soothsayer’s instruction, but also against my rules. I had sworn not to ever get involved with any student, or anyone who could be lower ranked. But no matter how hard I tried to convince myself that I had made a mistake, I couldn’t deny the tingling of my breath and the sparkles that flies throu

Chapter Eight Talon Maverick "Take her! Right here!" my always-horny wolf howled. This was the only time it was super active after the curse. I shook my head, trying to block out the thoughts, but the demands of my body were louder, more insistent. This girl... this infuriating, desperate, hungry little girl had no idea what she was doing to me, and what she was getting herself into. She didn't understand what kind of fire she was playing with. She doesn’t know me. She doesn’t know what I was capable of. I wasn’t some boy to toy with, some harmless fling she could tease and manipulate. I was dangerous. And if she pushed me too far, I could break her in ways she’d never recover from. “Maybe I want to be ruined by you.” She continued, her hand now swaying down to my groin. The restraint I had been holding onto snapped. In a swift motion, I spun her around, pinning her against the wall. My body pressed against hers, my hand bracing the wall beside her hea

Chapter Ten Talon Maverick My mind raced violently, every coherent thought slipping away as I stood there, frozen in place, staring at her. Her presence alone was like a punch to my guts. That wicked and calculated gleam in her eyes—she knew exactly what she was doing to me. It was the same look she’d had when she’d left me frustrated, aching, and desperate for more days ago. I had tried to rid myself of these thoughts, drown them out with other women, but none of them could compare to the memory of her. None of them could lace her shoes with the way she made me feel. Even the way she looks at me was more than enough to get me terribly hard. Now she was here, sitting so casually on my couch, like she belonged right here, and hadn’t spent the last few days driving me out of my fucking mind. I felt suddenly hot, even with the air conditioner hung at all angles of the room. It felt like the air had thickened, making every of my breath a struggle. I could already feel the swe