3. BURNING DESIRES
1551 Words
~NYX
An involuntary shiver ran down my spine as I stood frozen before Evelyn's client.
I believed that I was supposed to dance for perverts but this situation seemed like I was supposed to do more.
I took an involuntary step backwards— to leave, to run from this but the world began to spin again and my entire body began to heat up.
I felt my wolf stir again and I felt a forbidden desire come alive within me. I suddenly wanted him, which was very strange. My body started burning up and I needed him to quench that fire.
This was not right? How could I suddenly want a stranger this badly? Did it have something to do with Evelyn's strange injection? Did she drug me?
"Are you just going to stand there. . . Or are you going to come closer?" The man spoke for the first time and the mere sound of his voice crumbled my defenses apart.
I instantly felt swayed by him and the strange fire burning within me suddenly intensified. The world melted away and there was only my wolf only dictating the one thing she wanted more than ever.
Him!
Like I was in a trance, I began to take steps toward him until I got close enough to see his face. And I instantly wished I never did because if I was already lusting after him, then my hunger for him had just intensified ten fold.
Damn! He was a f*****g fine ass man!
Was it even legal to be this beautiful? How could one man possess this much beauty?
His face was smooth and young yet I knew that he was not young— he could not be. He was probably one of those werewolves who rarely aged. I could tell from his eyes that he had seen many years way before me.
His hair was a dark mess above his hair— way messier than Rylan's could ever be yet that was what made him even more perfect.
My jaw dropped and I was sure that I began to drool or maybe it was just in my head.
"You're so beautiful. . ." I whispered subconsciously and he jerked his hand out and grabbed the back of my neck roughly yet there was something dangerously enticing about the way that he did it.
"So I've heard but we're not here because of my beauty. We're here because I need to be satisfied and you're going to do exactly as I say," he ordered ever so softly I almost believed he was flirting with me.
"Yes. . . Daddy. . ." I found myself whispering.
"Take off those clothes. I need to see exactly what I'm paying for," he muttered.
I swallowed hard as the fire in my core only got hotter and I felt starved by him yet I just knew that if I pleased him, then he would save me from the flames threatening to consume me.
With a boldness that I could not explain, I ripped off my clothes and stood bare before him. He took his time as he swept his red gaze over me.
With his big and warm hand still at the back of my neck, his thumb caressed my lips and I felt hot liquid pulsating from between my legs.
This was pure torture.
"Good girl," he whispered. "Now, get down on your knees and suck me good."
I widened my eyes at him. I was here, dying for him to take me— to finally claim me and he still wanted to waste time?
Hell! I could not take this anymore! Even if this was insensitive of me, I f*****g wanted him!
So, my unpredictable self came alive again, this time backed by my wolf and I suddenly grabbed his neck, pulled him close enough and claimed his lips.
Damn! They were the sweetest thing I had ever tasted.
I felt him freeze against my lips as he had not expected me to take the lead but he soon relaxed and took over again.
He lifted me in his arms, not breaking away from our passionate kiss and he placed me on the bed.
I moaned when he finally gave me what I wanted, what I was craving badly for. I had no idea if I was the one pleasing him like he had paid for or if he was pleasing me instead.
All my life, I had never felt this much alive. There was so much power in him as he gave me deep, hard and hot thrusts.
Yes, he was quite rough and hungry and almost uncontrollable like a beast but it seemed as if my desire for him was even greater— masking his dangerous hunger.
It was a desire coming from the deepest and darkest emptiness within my core, terrifying even me that such a longing as strong as this, existed within me.
Almost as if this beautiful stranger was the very person my soul had been yearning for all through my years. . .
So I gave myself to him, I surrendered in his arms and we eventually reached the peak of satisfaction. He collapsed into my arms and we lay there in silence, enjoying the calmness that our exhaustion brought.
***
The next morning, it was the warm and bright ray of the sun that woke me up. I smiled when my eyes finally came open, oblivious to my surroundings.
When my brain fully rebooted, the first thing I remembered was that I was going to be late for my first day of class, I instantly jumped out of bed.
But I regretted it the moment I did because I was almost knocked off my feet by a dangerous migraine that hit me hard. It took me a moment of stabilizing myself before I was able to get used to the pain.
It was at that same moment that my eyes fell on the beautiful man in bed and my escapades from last night came flooding back into my mind.
I opened my mouth to scream but no sound left my lips. I instantly grabbed the sorry excuse of clothes Evelyn had made me wear, put it on and blatantly barrelled out of the room.
I was surprised that all my noise did not wake him up.
I ran to the room where I had changed earlier. There were fewer girls now. So I grabbed my clothes since they were still where I had left them.
"W— where is Evelyn?" I managed to ask the girls I met as I got into my clothes.
"She already went home. You missed her by an hour ago," they answered.
Shit! I needed to get my pay yet showing up late for the first class was among the rules not to be broken— the rules upon entry.
"f**k! I'll come back later for it," I told them and raced out of the building through the same back door.
The last thing I wanted was to run into the beautiful man from last time. I sure as hell could not dare show my face to him, not after desperately clinging to him last night.
I just hoped that he would not complain to Evelyn.
I sighed and waved down the first cab I saw coming my way. "Isis Academy," I muttered the moment I got into the back.
The cab driver only nodded before zooming away. The drive was quiet, smooth and fast. We were pulling up before the school in no time.
I paid what I owed and ran into the building. I did not have the time to bathe because I could not possibly start locating my dorm and room number now. I could do that after the class.
I entered the long hallways of the school and stopped at the first restroom I came across. Luckily for me, it was empty so I did a quick washing of my face and rinsing of my mouth.
I adjusted my clothes and when I was sure I looked presentable enough, I walked out of the bathroom.
I looked at my phone for my class schedule and saw that I was supposed to be in Defense and Magic 101 class— Lecture hall 1B.
I smiled as I knew where it was. I half walked and half ran there. By the time I arrived at the class, I was glad to know that the professor was not yet in.
Seemed I wasn't the only one running late.
However, when I turned to see my classmates, I hated myself. There were about fifty or more of them and they were all whispering about my most humiliating moment since yesterday.
My face flushed and I bent my head down as I hurriedly found myself an empty seat. I was just about to sink into the chair when someone called.
"The professor has arrived!"
I turned to see a strangely familiar tall man walk into the class and the moment my eyes fell on his face and he saw me—
I froze. My world shattered for the second time in this school.
Because the professor standing before me was the same man I spent the most passionate night with.
"f**k!”
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