Novels by Layla K

Chapter 4: A Sexy ThreatAlpha Jaxon:In the darkness of the room, the moonlight slipped in through the floor-to-wall mirrors and perched right on the bed where Emberlyn lay naked as she slept.I twirled the ice in the drink as I watched her sleep. Her chest rose and fell and I took one more sip from the drink in my hand. She was vulnerable, weak, and human and I was an Alpha incapable of leaving her alone.My phone rang, and she stirred at the noise. I picked it up immediately and placed it by my ear, simply listening.“Alpha, they are rogues from North-Dome, they had gotten a whiff of a werewolf scent on her because of the other night.” He narrated as if he hadn't told me the same thing earlier today. It felt like he had some hint of ‘I told you so’ behind his narration.“Did you get it ?” I ignored what he’d said. I hadn’t marked her even if I so desperately wanted to but she’d basked in my scent. It had drawn werewolves to her and rogues and now it had put her in danger. I did

Emberlyn:When Prof. Sullivan said he’d take me home, he meant his home.The elevator opened to a private foyer. The floors were neatly polished in white marble and the quiet subtle smell of vanilla filled my nose as we walked. The living room was expansive and at the same time cozy. Plush creamed sofa, layered in silk and cashmere throwsA grand Piano sat by the floor-to-ceiling windows. How was a college professor able to afford such an expensive house?He’d held my fear-filled self softly as we walked deeper into the house. My fist turned cold when I recalled the incident. “Why have you brought me here?” My gaze fell on him and I took in his features. Beautiful grey eyes void of emotion. He looked empty..“Because I am incapable of leaving you on your own, Emberlyn.” The incident replayed in my head one more time. A gun was pointed at my head, the funky smell from the man. The way he called my name like he knew everything about me and suddenly my eyes were tearing up and I broke

Emberlyn:‘ $7200’ the figure echoed again and again in my ears as my pen drummed on the table right in front of me.“He’s here,” one of the students raised in the full biology classroom, and I watched everyone take their seats and arrange themselves in expectation of the new biology professor. I was at my usual spot at the front row of the class, my books in front, as I waited to be done with the last class.When he walked in, some sort of quietness followed immediately and then slow and steady whispers.One glance at him and a shiver ran down my spine as recognition hit me. The same eyes from last night. The darkest and perfect shade of gray. The same lips that kissed me until I was breathless. I couldn’t stop looking at him. My eyes traced every inch of his body.The black suit he wore clung to his perfectly built body. Hair brushed to the back of his neck. Strong jawline, he’d ground his teeth and I’d remember him groaning as he fucked me. The man from last night was my biology

Emberlyn: I heaved out a moan as my back hit the bed, my mask slightly shifting from my face as he pressed his body closer, his aura choking the air, sending chills straight to my vagina as I stared hard at him.He leaned over, his woody cologne filling my nose as I tried hard to stifle yet another moan.I found him mysterious, like a puzzle I really needed in my life.“What are you thinking about with that dirty mind of yours” his voice deepened as he peppered kisses around my neck, his wandering hands moving around my body in a needy yet polite way, like he was asking for access— access that I granted without a second thought.He took the mask off my face, and I let him.I lifted my legs moving them slowly in between his thighs feeling his growing cock become harder by the second.There was no way this was going into my body without tearing me up.“You like what you feel, Raven” he growled, grinding his thighs on the entrance of my vagina. I couldn’t control the moan that escaped m