The Alpha's College Mate

Chapter 21

Lucan's POV

“What are you doing here?” I asked Clara.

She spun around so fast that strands of her hair brushed my face, then exhaled hard. “Oh my God, you scared me. I thought…” After another quick glance out the window she shook her head. “Nothing. I am just glad it is you.”

“Are you okay?” I asked, noticing the fine hairs on her arms standing on end. I took her hand and brushed my thumb over the pulse at her wrist, feeling how rapidly it raced. “You should not be up so soon. Your body needs time to recover.”

Clara furrowed her brows, then looked back out the window at my pack members gathered on the lawn below. When she turned to me again her eyes were full of confusion. “Is… is Jasmine a wolf too? Levi?”

Jasmine and Levi stood together on the grass, shoving each other and arguing. I still did not understand why I had asked them both to watch Clara; they had never gotten along well, even when they were young pups.

“Yes.”

“And you are the…”

“The alpha.”

Clara swallowed and began walking slowly around the library. She was handling this far better than I had expected. I had prepared myself for her to deny everything that had happened between us last night, including the mark on her neck.

As if she sensed I was thinking about it, Clara brushed her fingers over the mark and smiled softly, trying hard to hide the grin before I noticed. But her fingers kept tracing the four large scars on her throat where my canines had been.

“What are you smiling for?” I asked, leaning against the bookcase.

“No reason,” Clara said, now grinning openly.

“You are not angry?”

“Nope.”

“Upset?”

“Nope.”

“Have questions?”

Clara pulled a book from the shelf one about a myth passed down only among those with wolf blood. She studied it for a few seconds, then opened it and flipped through the pages.

“I already know mostly everything,” Clara said with a smirk.

My lips curved upward and I stepped closer, trapping her between my body and the bookcase. I ran my fingers lightly up the sides of her arms and felt her shiver. She tensed and stopped turning the pages, her breath catching.

“Is that right?” I asked, dragging my nose along the side of her neck.

“Yes, actually.”

I slid a hand into her hair and gently fisted it, tugging her head back. “How is that?”

“You do not want to know,” Clara said, excitement clear in her voice.

“Try me,” I murmured against her bare neck, my teeth grazing the mark.

Fuck, I wanted to give her another one. I wanted to bite her againharder, deeper, longer. My heart stuttered and I gripped her hips from behind, pulling her ass against me. I wanted to give her a pup right here, right now. Fill her with a thick load.

“Fine.” She snapped the book shut and turned to face me, meeting my eyes. She glanced down at my bare chest, ran her tongue across her bottom lip, and hooked a finger through my belt loop. “I have been reading werewolf smut.”

“Werewolf smut?” I asked, amused, then chuckled. “Where did you find that?”

“Oh, you know, online,” Clara said, sliding her hand lower and cupping my d**k through my jeans. “You have no idea how many horny women are on those reading apps. You can find some freaky shit.”

“Is that right?”

She stroked me up and down, then pulled my zipper down. “Yep.”

I stiffened, already on the edge of losing control the way I had last night. Clara was testing my patience again today. The full moon might have passed, but now that my mate was marked, the pull between us had only grown stronger.

“Want me to show you what I read about?” she asked, slipping her hand into my pants.

A growl rumbled in my chest. I inhaled the sweet scent of her cunt sharply and fought to stay in control, but it was slipping so fast that my canines lengthened before I could stop them.

Clara dropped to her knees in front of me, her back against the bookshelf and her face level with my c**k. She hooked her fingers into the waistband of my pants and underwear and tugged them down to my knees. My c**k nearly slapped her face as it sprang free.

“I have been waiting forever to do this,” she breathed, wrapping her hand around the base and taking the head into her hot little mouth, sucking lightly while looking up at me.

I braced one hand on the bookcase, fingers turning white against the metal, and gently cupped her chin with the other, brushing my thumb across her lower lip. Damn, she looked so f*****g sexy with my c**k in her mouth. But I was not sure how much her small throat could take.

Drool already trailed down her chin as she took a couple more inches, not even half of me, then pulled back with flushed cheeks. After swallowing hard she sucked me in again, going another inch deeper.

“Clara,” I grunted, staring down into her watering eyes.

She pressed her thighs together and forced another inch in, gagging slightly when I hit the back of her throat. My hand moved to her hair and I curled my fingers, guiding her closer. Nothing compared to being inside her p***y, but this was damn close.

With watery eyes she pushed herself farther, taking the last few inches and choking, yet she did not pull away. Instead she sealed her lips tightly around the base and sucked hard, her throat tightening around me.

“f**k,” I murmured.

When she closed her eyes I tightened my grip on her hair. “Keep your eyes open. I do not want you to miss a second of this.”

She reopened her watery eyes, gagged, and pulled back, spit and drool running down her chin and neck. “More.” She leaned in again, took my c**k back into her hot mouth, and began bobbing her head.

She moved so quickly that I tightened my grip on the bookcase and nearly bent the metal. “Clara,” I warned. “If you keep bobbing your head like that, you are going to make me…”

She pulled back slightly, strings of spit connecting my c**k to her mouth. “Come?”

My eyes rolled back and I clenched my jaw. I was moments from releasing in her mouth, but I wanted the rest of my c*m deep inside her cunt. From now on every time I came it would be inside her.

So I grabbed her arm, pulled her to her feet, and shoved the gym shorts she wore of mine down to her knees. She yelped, but she let me lift one of her legs and thrust my c**k deep into her wet p***y. She gripped the bookshelf for support, her hand covering mine.

I grunted when my balls slapped against her, then began thrusting hard and fast. She tightened around me and threw her head back, eyes glazed with lust.

“Oh my God, Lucan… I am going to come.”

“Not until I do.”

I hiked her leg higher up my arm, spreading her wider, and pounded into her. When she began pulsing around me and whimpering into my shoulder, I came deep inside her tight hole, filling her to the brim with my c*m and, hopefully, with my pups as well.