Why You Shouldn't Curse Your Student - Marilyn Thornhill

Chapter 20

Rosemary Thompson POV

At precisely 4 am, there's a knock on my door. Happiness filled my body, she came, my wolf had come to me. I opened the door, May leaned on the doorframe, wearing a tank top and shorts, her hair still wet.

"Oh May, come in! Let me dry your hair for you, you should have taken better care of yourself!" her face felt so cold under my touch.

Without hesitation, she stepped closer to me and locked the door behind her. She is still a bit wet, her tank top is sticking to her skin, I can even see her cock through her shorts.

"Sit on my bed dear!"

She immediately complied, I take a clean towel and help her dry her hair, she smells like blueberry and mint. I wonder if that bitch also does anything like this to my wolf.

"Did miss Thornhill also touch you like this?" I ask trying to stay calm.

"Yes, she sometimes cleans me after the full moon, the pups always make sure I am covered in dirt and mug before I come back to my dorm. We also share a bath in her room, we sleep together naked, sometimes with my cock in her" she said flatly, that only make me angrier.

'That bitch really doesn't know how to keep her hands to herself! She'll pay for it!'

"Do you mind if I do that to you?"

"No, you're my mate" she turns back and kisses my cheek "And like you said I have a mate to mark!"

I fall back to the mattress, the Alpha tower over me, her hands slowly undressing me. The brunette's golden orb stares at me, her predator gaze makes me uncomfortable somehow, I feel exposed and vulnerable. It feels like she knows I use the spell on her. Is her gaze always this dangerous?

"Don't be afraid, mate! I will be gentle, I won't hurt you!" she purred.

The wolf bit her lips hard, blood start dripping down. I can smell it. Her blood. The most delicious smell ever.

"You're drooling, mate. Is my blood that good?" her smirk is killing me, why is she so perfect?

"Yes, dear! You are the most delicious creature I have ever seen!"

I crash my lips against her, her blood can fill my hungry stomach, it's even better than the O negative I tasted 20 years ago. The hunger blinds me easily, I can't even notice that May also bit me, her blood and mine mixed together in my mouth. Such addictive taste!

"You rea..." she sat up.

"Shut up!"

I silence her with my lips one more. I'm craving this taste. I wish this moment will last forever. My mind is on cloud nine when suddenly, a pair of strong arms grab me and shove me harshly back to bed.
"You're not the one who bossing around here. It's me! Now, undress me woman! Or this little pup won't be in you for the next 5 hours!" she snarled.

'Did she also like this when she was with that bitch?'

I quickly crawl over, first is her tank top off, move down to her shorts but she immediately stops me.

"Not yet. Look up, mate!" her serious expression is so scary, so unfamiliar "Make me hard then I'll let you have my cock!".

"May, you also treat that Thornhill bitch like this?" I look up at her, her cold gaze like a bullet, piercing through my heart.

"It looks like I should find "that Thornhill bitch", you talk too much, woman!" she gets off the bed and leave.

(Au: I wrote this and feel so cringe, why did I write her like this again? I forgot the freaking reason!!!)