Bedded by the Headmaster

Ch15: Savior 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️

Susie

But, of course, it was him.

"Headmaster Arken!" Zott exclaimed, clapping his large hands together. "What an honour, sir! Is this about my request?"

Arken blinked. "Request?"

Susie stole a glance in the mirror at Arken. He was wearing a blue tweed suit and standing tall. He looked dashing, strong, and in his element. He radiated power, which was a stark contrast to his haggard appearance a few hours ago. She felt a glimmer of relief to see him recovered.

"I placed the document on your table, Headmaster," Zott was saying. "I was hoping we might have a meeting to discuss it at your earliest convenience."

"Of course," Arken said, clearing his throat. "I have not yet gotten to it, but I'll review your request soon."

Zott gave the headmaster a sweet smile that made his cheeks shine and his pupils dilate frighteningly. "Thank you. But if you are not here about the request, then...how may I be of assistance?"

"Actually, I'm only popping in to see how you are getting on. Do you mind if I sit in?"

Susie's heart stopped. Arken never, ever, ever came into the classrooms, not while class was in session anyway. A horrible feeling settled over her as she forced her eyes to open and caught sight of him in the mirror. He was standing several feet behind her looking directly at Zott.

What is he doing here?

He wasn't looking at her, but he must have noticed her sitting in the centre of the room. Her wolf tail was tucked underneath her protectively, though, so perhaps he hadn't recognised her.

"Sit in?" Zott repeated, before giving an odd, exaggerated laugh. "Nonsense, sir. You must allow me to give you the honour of participating in the demonstration."

"That is not necessary."

"Oh, but I insist," said Zott eagerly, looking happier than Susie had ever seen him, bouncing on the balls of his feet and mopping his sweaty brow with a handkerchief. He addressed the class excitedly. "Pay careful attention, class. We are very fortunate to have Headmaster Arken here to demonstrate the proper way to handle a pet."

Susie couldn't breathe.

No. This isn't happening.

"Although," Zott continued, "I must apologise in advance, headmaster. I'm afraid this shifter cannot morph."

"Oh?"

Susie felt Arken's gaze rove over her. She could practically sense him looking for her tail. Was he truly only just noticing her kneeling on the ground? Or had he known she would be here all along?

Zott continued speaking. "She may be unable to morph, sir, but I am confident she will not disappoint you. However, if you would prefer one who isn't broken in—"

"Broken?" Arken snapped, the word crisp as his gaze locked eyes with Susie's in the mirror's reflection.

Shit.

She looked away, her face burning hot as memories of last night returned. Memories that were only a few hours old.

The way Arken's body had felt as he moved against her.

The way she'd clutched his shoulders as pleasure gripped her and she had moaned through her orgasm.

The way his eyes had burned red as his teeth ripped into her flesh.