Chapter 7
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Ashton’s POV
I ran to Julissa’s room after I passed by Julius. He smelled too much like her and s*x. If he had f****d my mate, there would be hell to pay.
Without knocking, I let myself in her room and found her laying down on the bed with her eyes closed and hair disheveled.
I approached her quietly and reached out a hand to touch her cheek. She sighed in her sleep and then rolled over on the bed, presenting me with her perky ass. I ran a hand up her waist, to her hips and then to the roundness of her ass. Her body was perfect, and I needed more.
“Ashton…” she mumbled in her sleep, improving my mood.
“Julissa.” I said lightly.
I leaned down and took her ear in my mouth, “Julissa.”
She shifted before finally opening her eyes.
“What are you doing here Ashton?” She asked sleepily.
“I thought we could pick up where we left off earlier.” I told her huskily.
“I can’t. I’m dating someone else now.” She replied as she sat up.
I grit my teeth, “who?”
“Julius.” She said with a smile.
That mother fucker finally made a move on her. Anyone with eyes could tell that he always had a thing for her.
“I don’t think so.” I warned her.
“You can’t decide who I do and don’t date.” She replied haughtily.
“Baby, the only c**k you’re allowed to c*m on is mine. You’re mine.” I growled.
I gripped her chin harshly and pulled her towards me to press my lips to hers. I knew she would be pissed so I did not put my tongue in her mouth.
I laid her back down on the bed and worked my way to her neck, wanting to leave more of my marks on her.
I lifted her shirt and pulled down her to bra so I could grope her fat t**s. I enjoyed squeezing them with my large hands. I wanted more, I needed more.
“Julissa…I need you.” I groaned as I felt her up.
I pulled down her skirt and reached for her p***y. She grabbed my arm harshly to stop me, but I was too strong for her. I just needed to make sure that he didn’t f**k her. I rubbed her c**t for a minute and then nervously made my way to her hole. I tried to fit a thick digit in there, but I couldn’t. I felt satisfied that they hadn’t f****d yet. I fixed her skirt and continued to taste her.
I worked my way back up her body with licks and kisses before I pressed my lips to hers again. I would be the one to deflower her, nobody else. I needed to keep a close eye on the two of them to make sure nothing has happened. If I have to come into her room every night to check her p***y, so be it.
Julissa’s POV
Ashton was acting stranger than normal. He only played with my p***y for a minute before he worked himself back up to my mouth. Maybe he changed his mind?
His hot hands touched me all over, leaving delicious tingles all over my body. I had a hard time thinking about much else.
“Julissa…” he groaned as he tasted my breasts, making me squirm from his hot mouth on my n*****s.
“Ashton, we can’t.” I moaned.
He grabbed my ass harshly and moved my hips to grind up on him. I could feel an impossibly large bulge in his pants pressing into my crotch.
“See what you do to me? You need to take some accountability, baby.” He murmured in my ear.
The sound of him undoing his zipper brought some sense back into me and I wiggled out of his grasp and nearly fell trying to get out of the bed.
I was breathing heavy as I stared at him.
“Ashton. I have a boyfriend. You need to leave.” I demanded.
He stood and came to me, “You are mine. I don’t give a damn who says otherwise, including you. Watch yourself Julissa, I’m coming for you and there will be nowhere to run.”
He fixed his clothes and left my room, and I was finally able to breathe again.
Shit, Julius was going to be pissed. I didn’t understand why Ashton was so hard to resist, it had to be the damned mate bond.
I needed to get out of here for a bit, I felt like I was suffocating. I changed out of my clothes into shorts and a T-shirt before hopping on my bike and looking for a bar out of the compound.
I would have some drinks and destress for a bit.
I walked into the bar and made my way to the counter to order some whiskey. I needed something strong. I had several drinks before I felt someone sit next to me.
“Mr. Kent, what are you doing here?” I asked my professor when I saw him. He smiled at me before ordering a drink of his own.
“When we are outside of school, call me Gray.” He told me.
“Gray, you go out to the bar?” I asked.
He barked out a life, “what am I? A nun? Of course I go to the bar, though I prefer the ones off the compound.”
“What are you doing here?” He asked.
“I needed to get away to destress.” I admitted.
“Hmm…do you want to dance?” He asked.
“Isn’t that inappropriate?”
“I won’t tell if you won’t tell.” He winked at me before he grabbed my hand and pulled me into the middle of the bar where others were moving to the music.
He grabbed my hips and pulled me against him, I could feel every muscle flex as he moved. He spun me around and pulled me back to him and I felt like we were impossibly close. I looked into his blue eyes and saw lust in them. I was shocked that he would look at me like that.
His brown hair was slightly wavy, and he had in a lip piercing that he didn’t have at the school. He looked kinda sexy.
I scolded myself; it was bad to think of my teacher that way.
I watched as he leaned down and pressed his lips to mine. I was frozen as he licked my lips for entrance. I finally let him in, and he tasted so good and manly.
We stopped dancing and just stood there making out for awhile. He grabbed me by the ass and lifted me up, so I had to wrap my legs around his waist to keep from falling.
“Julissa, you’re so hot,” he groaned into my ear.
I couldn’t say anything as he started sucking on my neck, finding my weak spot.
Next thing I know, he let me down and was pulling me through the crowd and outside the bar.
He took me to an alleyway and pressed me up against the wall to kiss me and grope me more.
“This is wrong.” I moaned out.
“f**k it, I hate following rules anyway.” He whispered in my ear.
He ground up against me with his hard bulge and brought me back to reality. I quickly escaped his hold and took off running back to my bike and got the hell out of there.
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