Page 71 of In the Light of the Moon
I groaned. She knew what she did to me when she asked like that. Sometimes it felt like I could keep my Wolf and human halves separate, and sometimes it felt like they collided into oneanother. When my mate scratched at this part of me that wanted to dominate, it was impossible for me to resist.
“Maybe. But only because you asked nicely.” There was no way I was going to interfere in one of Sylvie’s classes, but she knew this. And I was willing to play along. I looked down and was enraptured by the sight of her hand around my cock. The way our skin contrasted and the way her hand looked smaller like this. “Spit on it.” My voice sounded like I’d been chewing on gravel, and it would probably only get deeper.
That glint flared again, and Sylvie sank her teeth into her bottom lip. Her brows turned upward as she nodded and did what I said. Watching her pucker her lips and spit over the head of my cock almost made me come immediately, but I was somehow able to hold it back while she began jerking and letting her spit slick my skin.
My head leaned back in my desk chair, and I sucked in air at the first laps of her tongue. She took the head of my dick in her beautiful mouth while continuing to move her hand along the shaft. With each suck and swirl of her tongue, I got closer and closer. At some point, my hand had made its way into her hair, and my hips were thrusting in time with her movements.
Just as my balls were tightened up toward the base of my cock, and I was groaning to Sylvie that I was close, she released me with a wet pop and dropped her hand.
I glared down at her and was met with a cheeky smirk.
Neither of us said anything, and after my breathing calmed, she started again. This time, taking all of me down her throat and swallowing so much that it made my toes curl. Right when I got to the edge, she stopped again and looked up at me with those innocent eyes.
The third time she stopped, I was about to pick her up and throw her over the desk, but we both froze at the sound of a round of knocks at my door. I’d been so close to comingdown her throat that I hadn’t been paying attention to anything outside of what she was doing to me.
When I looked down at Sylvie, so cutely hidden under my desk and her eyes now wide in surprise and panic, I gave her a reassuring smirk.
“Come in,” I called and successfully suppressed my chuckle at the choked whimper Sylvie gave.
My desk was faced toward the door, and with the size of it, my mate was completely hidden from the view of the two students that walked into my office.
“Yes?” I asked and scooted my chair closer to Sylvie. At the same time, I opened my thighs a bit more and felt the tickle of her hair on my bare skin. I leaned back and cupped Sylvie’s chin in my hand.
“Hey, Dr. Gealach. I know that you’re still grading, but I was hoping to see whether you’d graded my final yet or not. I’ll be out of the country, and it’ll be harder for me to check my grade over the break.” I kept my face blank but barely paid attention to what the first one was saying. Under the desk, Sylvie was holding still and holding her breath, but when I gave her a light scratch with my claws, I felt her tremble. With my hand now at the back of her neck, I felt the goosebumps that started running down her spine.
“And you?” I asked the other one who may have wanted something else or just been there for moral support. Though I’d never checked those professor rating sites, Sylvie once teased me that my reviews were neutral enough besides me having the reputation for being ‘intimidating’. Just because I wasn’t overly friendly and only talked as much as I needed to. Whatever.
While the other student stammered and started giving some sob story as to why their paper had been late and asked if I could please waive the points I took off for the late submission, I started pulling Sylvie closer to my dick that was still just as hard.
I obviously couldn’t look down to see her expression, but her arousal had begun rising again. Good thing the two students were human and none the wiser.
If my mate had resisted, I would’ve just continued to pet her until my students left, but her scent revealed her decision before she made it.
“You expect me to believe that you’ll be without internet to check your grades? And that your tardiness should get special consideration?” My questions sent the students into further arguing their cases, but now all my attention was turned to the kittenish lapping of Sylvie’s little tongue at the slit of my cockhead. My body was already on a hair trigger, and it was taking the last bit of my sense to not start thrusting again.
The students were too absorbed into defending their cases, pulling up flight receipts and work schedules to show me, to notice the sharp, silent breath I took when Sylvie’s mouth started suckling from my cock. The sweet, warm heat of her tongue and lips were close to driving me out of my mind.
I’d meant this as a little payback for her pouting and edging earlier, but it seemed that she was determined to kill me.
Sylvie swirled her tongue while she sucked, taking more of me into her mouth, and by some miracle, I was able to keep my words steady. Barely. “What class?”
“Intro to African-American Literature,” the one who wanted to know their grade had indeed pulled up a plane ticket with their name on it as evidence. I hid my groan of pleasure behind an affirmative grunt and started pulling up the grades I’d already finished.
“I’m in your Irish Lit 2 cl?—”
“Not you. I won’t be giving you points back,” I said as I started blindly scrolling on my laptop. My brain kept unfocusing with all my faculties focused on the sweet witch on her knees.
Finally, I found the grades I’d already entered, and this student was one of them. Lucky for them that I was feeling generous. “I gave you an eighty, which put your final grade at an eighty-three.” The one with the trip seemed placated enough, but the one I’d cut off was trying to further beg and explain their situation. At that point, I should’ve just told them to get out, but the release literally racing down my spine made it too hard to find my words.
With a sigh and a hand dragging over my face in feigned irritation, I tried to hide it as best as I could. They didn’t seem to notice, not even really paying attention to me and completely unaware that I was shooting my cum down my mate’s throat while she silently and greedily swallowed.
Shit, she was perfect.
When I still wouldn’t budge, the two students left with only the faint scent of disappointment in their wake.
Once my door was closed, and I was alone with Sylvie once again, I rolled back my chair to finally see her.
She looked up at me with lids half-lowered and a sultry smile on her face. “So, will you help me?”
