Knock Knock Knock
"I know you're in there, Professor."
Alessandro Moretti tensed even before the knock came on his door. With his werewolf nose, the scent of her innocent arousal letting him know beforehand who his visitor was.
He sighed and shook his head.
It was her again.
There was another knock on the door. More loudly.
"Why are you hiding from me Professor? I find you something."
He was known to be a serious man, one who rarely smiled, but hearing an 18—year—old girl speak to him like he was the one trying to hide from her made Alessandro smile.
With it, he made his decision, and he heard himself saying, "Come in."
She entered the room, her every step enhanced with an unconsciously sensual grace that brought his body to attention. His nostrils flared at the scent of her arousal, which was tinged with the sweet fragrance of infatuation. The scent circulated in the room, swirling around him like an invisible net of seduction. The smell was addictive. He heard his wolf growling, burning, panting and begging for more. Realizing that his cock was practically near to bursting inside his pants, Alessandro swiftly walked behind his desk, lowering himself in his seat before his student could see how un—professor—like he was right now.
"Professor?" She came forward, stopping scant inches before his desk and biting her lip in a way that made Alessandro want to yank her into his lap. Her knee—length dress was of red velvet, with a cute black collar that made her appear a lot younger than her just—turned—eighteen years. It was not really far from his own twenty—four years of existence, but age wasn't just a number if one was human and the other was not. He was a Lyccan, a werewolf. His world was not her world, and hers could never be as dark and twisted as his.
"Hello, Kassia." He cleared his throat after, the first time for him to have a need to do so. If he was thinking properly right now, he would not be saying that. Instead, he would tell her to get lost and never come back again. That was the only way she would be safe from his hunger, the only way her body would remain untouched.
But he was not in his right mind.
After learning the latest humiliation that his older brother, Domenico Moretti, had suffered in the fucking name of love, Alessandro was far from being in his right mind. Right now, he wanted to stop thinking, to forget that his brother, once the most powerful Lyccan of their race, was now being treated like a dog.
Kassia tugged the tips of her long, curly, strawberry blonde hair, which, like always, was tied back in a simple ponytail with a pink elastic band. When she was nervous in class, and usually this was because she had forgotten to answer her homework or Alejandro had again caught her daydreaming, she would do the same thing. It was a simple gesture, but oddly, he had always found it an incredible turn—on.
She took several deep breaths, the action drawing his gaze to her abundant breasts. Finally, she looked at him and said seriously, "I have something to tell you."
"Oh?" He watched her struggle with an internal debate, a variety of emotions crossing her face. Did she know how expressive her face was?
Kassia suddenly skirted around the table to stand right next to him, surprising Alessandro into swiveling his chair around to face her.
Alessandro managed to sound even as he asked, "What is it that you want to tell me?"
Slowly, she raised her gaze to meet his. "I like you, Professor." She wetted her lips and Her gaze slid back down, as if attracted to his cock like a magnet. She wetted her lips again. Seeing it nearly made Alessandro groan, and the fact that she was able to arouse him unintentionally only made his arousal more exquisitely painful. If this was how she made him feel without trying to seduce him, how fucking good would it be if he taught her how to please his body?
The thought had him inhaling sharply.
"Professor, I never knew…"
Her whisper had his head jerking up. Such simple words, but he knew right away what they meant.
From the first day she had entered his class, two things had been obvious to him. First was that she wanted him. The moment she first saw him, Kassia had been attracted to him, passionately and obsessively so. Second was that she didn't know he had felt the same way – and he had been determined that it stay that way…until now.
From the very first day, she had never openly acted on her feelings, but she had not consciously attempted to hide it, either. Wherever he was in the room, her gaze would follow and when he was near her, she would hold her breath because she was so hyperaware of him. It had been a game to Alessandro, in fact, trying to see how long he could have Kassia holding her breath while he was near her.
When Kassia's light brown eyes met his, filled with such earnest desire, Alessandro found himself breathing deeply. That look in her eyes told him that whatever happened, it would be almost impossible for this day to end without him touching her, tasting her, even just a bit.
He inhaled again, willing himself to stay in control of his arousal. Even if it killed him, he had to put an end to this. "Kassia———"
"Professor, I like you, from the first day I met you———" Her gaze dipped low again. Just like that, and his cock pushed against his pants.
"———and it seems you like me, too."
Kassia waited with bated breath as she spoke words so bold she didn't know where they came from. She had always been shy, and unlike other shy people, she had been happy to stay as she was. But when she had seen Professor Alejandro Moretti for the first time, she had known that for him, she would do everything it took to get rid of her shyness.
Crushes had never figured in her life – not even once. Before she had come to college, she had lived her whole life in a small town, with only her equally shy best friend and her retired grandparents for company. Life had been simple, with days spent in school and the nights spent helping out at the farm.
Boys had never meant anything to her except in their capacity to perform tasks she couldn't do in the fields…until him.
He was the most beautiful man she had ever seen. Admittedly, that was an easy thing to say since seventy—eight percent of the males in her old town were above forty years old, nearly bald, and pot—bellied.
But even so, he was beautiful in a way that made her head dizzy, her heart beat hard, and her body literally ache.
Since that day, she had not been able to stop thinking about him. She had been his student for four months already, and no matter how hard she prayed, nothing – just nothing – happened.
And so here she was now.
The professor suddenly stood, startling Kassia into almost taking a step back. His eyes had never burned such a bright shade of green before, and she found herself swallowing, wondering what that could mean.
He took a step closer to her, and another and another, and now Kassia was no longer breathing, her mind whirling as she tried to imagine what he would do. Laugh? Ridicule her? Or maybe sweep her into his arms and give her a happy—ever—after kiss?
All sorts of ideas ranging from mushy to crazy occurred to her, but what the professor ended up doing was the one thing that would never have occurred to her.
Kassia watched in fascination as the professor withdrew a piece of paper from his desk and carefully rolled it into a scroll.
And then he swatted her head with it, like she was no better than a kid who had been caught cheating.
"Ow!"
And just like that, the sensual mood she had worked so hard to create between them was dispelled.
Alessandro firmly reined in his urge to smile at the adorable look of frustration on Kassia's face. "How can you even think of seducing me when you're skating on thin ice on two of your subjects?"
Her eyes widened. "How do you———oww!"
Damn. He had almost revealed his interest in her with that one. Scowling, he said, "It doesn't matter how I know. What matters is that you focus on your studies."
Even as the professor swatted her head for the third time, she insisted, "But I'm serious, Professor. I really, really———"
He walked past her, heading to the door.
Holy cow! She couldn't let him kick her out just like that. Kassia rushed after the professor, but he was already reaching for the knob.
"No!" she cried out, knowing it would all be over if he opened the door and all the students outside saw her inside his office.
Click.
Huh?
Alessandro turned back to Kassia after locking the door, savoring the look of confusion on her face. Giving her no time to think, he captured her wrist and whirled her around, locking her between his body and the wall behind her.
