BELLA'S POV
Professor Blake's question still hung in the air, and I started pondering the answer I'd give him."Professor Blake," I finally said, my voice tinged with nervousness, "I also want us to have a deeper connection, but we've only just met, and I believe it's important for us to get to know each other better before taking any significant steps in our relationship."He nodded in understanding, his eyes still locked onto mine. "I completely respect your perspective, Bella. It's important for us to build a strong foundation."He then leaned in closer and continued, "And that's precisely why I invited you to the party I'll be hosting at my place in two days. It's an opportunity for us to spend more time together, get to know each other better, and let our connection grow. So, have you given my invitation some thought?"I smiled, feeling a mixture of excitement and anticipation. The idea of getting to know Professor Blake outside theBLAKE'S POVAfter observing Bella's departure into her dormitory, I turned around and embarked on my journey back to where I had parked my car. The moment I settled behind the steering wheel, the vehicle roared to life, and I drove off to my favourite bar.As I zoomed down the road, the voice of my inner companion, Drake, popped up, serving as a constant reminder of the twists and turns in my life as a werewolf. "Hey, Blake," Drake's telepathic voice echoed in my mind, blending smoothly with my thoughts. Even though I was concentrating on the road, I answered without saying a single word, thanks to our mental connection that let us communicate without making a sound.Drake's question hit the heart of the problem I was wrestling with. "Those words you said to Bella back there, do you really mean them?" He probed, digging into the truth of my intentions.In response, I scoffed, hiding my emotions behind a mask of indifference. "Why on earth would I mean those silly words about having fe
SANDRA'S POVProfessor Blake's curiosity was piqued as he inquired, "How did you know my name?" The revelation of his name seemed to catch him off guard.With an air of mystery, I leaned in closer to him, my voice dripping with seduction, and replied, "Well, my name is Sandra, and that's all you need to know." The atmosphere between us seemed to thicken as I insinuated an enticing proposition, saying, "Would you like to have some fun with me, Professor Blake?"His eyes roved over me, as he asked, "And do I know you before?" He scrutinized me from head to toe, clearly intrigued.I maintained the seductive allure, urging him, "Stop asking questions and let's go to your house if you want to have some fun with me." A subtle, playful smile curled on his lips in response to my suggestive words."Alright, then. Let's go," he agreed, and with that, we embarked on an adventure. He led me to a secluded corner in the bar, where three identical, handsome gentlemen were each enjoying the company o
Sandra's POV CONT'D After what seemed like an eternity of anticipation, we finally arrived at Professor Blake's house. The journey had been filled with a blend of nervousness and excitement, and with each passing minute, I could feel my heart racing. The moment we pulled into his driveway, my butterflies multiplied, and I couldn't help but wonder how this encounter would play out.Professor Blake parked the car, and as we both stepped out, the night air seemed charged with a sense of possibility. His house loomed before us, a place I had only ever imagined being in. With a hint of uncertainty and a surge of desire, I followed him inside, my pulse quickening with every step.As we crossed the threshold into his home, the realization that my long-held fantasy was becoming a reality washed over me. The atmosphere inside was warm and inviting, a stark contrast to the cool night air outside. I knew that the moments to come would be filled with intensity and passion, and I couldn't wait to
~BELLA~The room basked in the brilliant morning sun, its golden beams piercing the open blinds, rudely waking me from a delightful dream. With a lazy, cat-like yawn, I greeted the new day, stretching and yawning like a cat, then gently rubbing the sleep from my eyes. I looked at the small clock on the bedside table and saw that it was just past seven.As I lay in bed, my thoughts drifted back to my encounter with Professor Blake and the extraordinary kiss we shared the previous night. It was a magical kiss, one that took me to another world. The feeling of his lips on mine was nothing short of enchanting, leaving me yearning for more. Just thinking about that moment made my cheeks flush with excitement, and I felt immense joy at the thought of seeing him again at the University later that morning.I got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to start my daily routine, brushing my teeth and taking a quick shower. A few minutes later, I emerged from the bathroom, wrapping a white towel
BLAKE'S POVA gentle groan escaped my lips as I was stirred awake by the radiant morning sunlight filtering through the open blinds in the room. I rubbed my eyes and shifted my gaze towards the alarm clock on the bedside table. A sigh of relief escaped me as I noted that the time was a mere thirty minutes past seven, granting me an additional half-hour to prepare before my first class of the day.Glancing downward, I discovered my unclothed state, with garments haphazardly strewn across the floor. It was then that the recollection of the previous night's encounter with a woman I had met at the bar surfaced. What was her name again? Ah, Sandra. While she displayed considerable prowess in the bedroom, it doesn't necessarily translate to me harboring feelings of liking or attraction towards her.Stepping out of bed, I made my way into the bathroom nakedly. Seizing the toothbrush, I applied toothpaste and commenced brushing while fixating on my reflection in the bathroom mirror. Thoughts
BELLA'S POV"Do you already know Sandra?" I inquired of Professor Blake, my voice carrying a hint of surprise. The unexpected speed at which he recalled Sandra's name caught me off guard. While he recently became our lecturer and is also Sandra's history lecturer, I hadn't anticipated him knowing names so quickly. Could there be a prior acquaintance between him and Sandra, or am I simply overthinking this situation?"Yeah, I'm familiar with Sandra," Professor Blake's voice jolted me from my thoughts, and my demeanor shifted to a more earnest one upon hearing his response."I'm pleased you're acquainted with Sandra; she mentioned something about you recently," I mentioned, approaching him, and I observed a noticeable gulp from him."What did she share with you?" he inquired, and the curiosity in his voice was palpable."Well, Sandra told me that..." I paused, relishing the subtle tension in the air as I saw his brows furrow, fully aware of his curiosity. However, the truth was, Sandra
BLAKE'S POVThe instant Bella ushered me into my office, she swiftly locked the door, creating an atmosphere of privacy and intrigue. I couldn't believe her unexpected reaction. The mere act of receiving a gift from another woman shouldn't have triggered such intensity. The lingering question in my mind: was she harboring feelings of jealousy?We stood at a slight distance, our gazes steadfastly engaged. Abruptly, she lowered her head, and it became evident that a sense of shyness enveloped her, stemming from the recent actions she had undertaken.The office sustained its hushed ambiance until she broke the silence, uttering, "I... I am sorry for that. It was... it was an overreaction."Observing her sudden bashfulness, I couldn't resist a smirk. There's an undeniable charm to shy girls, and witnessing her shyness gave me a newfound sense of confidence and morale."Were you jealous?" I inquired, bridging the short gap between us. She promptly lifted her head, meeting my gaze."Huh?" S
BELLA'S POVMy eyes held professor Blake's in silence, and gulped nervously. Reclining on his desk made me feel very nervous and excited at the same time, and I noticed a sly grin crossing his face as he leaned towards me. I felt his lips close to my right ear, ame in a hushed tone, he whispered, "Bella, I'll fulfill your desires in abundance. I'll make you cum several times and I'll make you scream my name till you lose your voice." After whispering those words into my ear, he slowly dragged up my gown, and I felt an electrifying feeling coursing through my whole body. My cheeks flushed with embarrassment as he gazed at my panties lustfully. That would be the first time a man would be seeing my panties, and I felt a mixture of embarrassment and desire. The way he gazed lustfully at my panties turned me on the more. He ran his tongue over his lips lustfully before dragging down my panties slowly and seductively. The moment he dragged down my panties, his eyes darkened with pure lust