Losing Control

Chapter Six

Talon Maverick

She bowed gently, and moved to the only open chair, near the front. Of course. Of all the places to sit, it had to be where I'd see her every time I looked up. Where I couldn't avoid her.

My chest tightened as she took her seat, flipping open her notebook like she had been here all along. I noticed how her lips parted slightly, as though she wanted to say something but didn't. Her presence was a reminder of the moments I let go, of the moment I lost my discipline.

I just hoped I was seeing wrong. There was no way I buried my head between the legs of someone who was supposed to be my student? A lower ranked wolf. This wasn’t just going against the soothsayer’s instruction, but also against my rules. I had sworn not to ever get involved with any student, or anyone who could be lower ranked. But no matter how hard I tried to convince myself that I had made a mistake, I couldn’t deny the tingling of my breath and the sparkles that flies through my body when she looked into my eyes and pressed her lips together, reminding me of how she took my cock between those sexy lips of hers.

I swore under my breath. My cock was beginning to twitch just by the thought of that. Why was this happening to me? I had never felt this way before. To me, women were just an object for sexual satisfaction, but something about this irresistible muse was driving me to the edge.

I took in a deep breath, forcing my eyes away from her, trying to regain focus. I couldn’t afford to be distracted by her… a mere student, when there were other ladies out there willing to please me. But it was too late. It would have been better if I never had a taste of her juicy folds. Those wet and slick, folds that clenched around my tongue. Heck!

Just one taste, and I already got addicted with the thought of her. What had she done to me? This wasn’t me!

The image of her, from minutes ago, flashed in my mind again, clear and vivid, as though it was happening again. The feel of her lips, the way her tongue wrapped around me, the way she moaned beautifully, music to my ears.

I gripped the podium, struggling to keep my composure. I had vowed never to touch any of the girls here. They were beneath me, not worth the trouble, not part of the big world I belong in. They were young, naive, unaware of what it meant to cross paths with someone like me. And yet...this one... something about her was different. The way she walked, the way she smells, the way she carried herself -like she knew exactly what kind of effect she had on me.

No woman had ever made me feel this way. She was a no go area, but my urgent need for her was undeniable.

I could feel the heat rising in my chest, spreading down lower, igniting something primal inside me. My gaze flickered back to her as she shifted in her seat, and her boobs bounced. I knew I shouldn't be looking at her like that. She was off-limits, a part of this world I was only meant to observe from a distance. But the memory of her from minutes ago-the way her mouth had taken me in, the way her pussy clenched around my fingers, the feel of her fingers digging into my skin-it all came rushing back, fueling my hunger for her.

My cock stirred in my pants, and I cursed inwardly. I was in the middle of a damn lecture, and here I was, thinking about her in ways I shouldn't.

“She is a student, for fuck's sake, Talon! Get a grip of yourself!” I whispered to myself. But that didn't stop the surge of desire that hit me like a wave, strong and relentless.

Fuck! This girl was making me lose every control I had over myself and my always horny wolf. I wanted her, I wanted to have her again, against every single rule I had.

I watched her, trying to figure out what was happening. Did she know? Did she remember me the way I remembered her? Was she as haunted by the few minutes we just spent together as I was? But she sat there, eyes focused on her books, flipping through pages, completely unaware of the storm raging in my head.

How could she sit there so calm, so innocent, when I was going completely insane with the memory of her? The way she had moaned, the way her lips felt against the skin around my cock, the way she…

I clenched my jaw again, my grip tightening on the podium, forcing the thoughts away. I had to stay in control. I had to.

But the problem was, I couldn't. Not with her so close. Not with the constant reminder that I had already broken the one rule I swore I'd never cross, and there’d be no harm in going further.

I shook my head, as though shaking the thoughts off, and resumed to the lecture. Even with that, I lost concentration.

I was just speaking, but wasn’t sure of what I was saying. I found myself slipping, just as before. My focus kept shifting back to her, back to the way she had felt beneath me. Her scent, her voice, her body.

Damn it!

This wasn't supposed to happen. She wasn't supposed to be in my world, in my life, not this way. But here she was.

And the worst part? I wanted her again.

I ended the lesson just minutes later, and the students whined… it was the shortest lecture I had ever taken, but I needed to go away, so I could find back my balance.

I dismissed the class, and immediately rushed out. Usually, the students would ask me questions, but I was in no mood for that.

As soon as I entered my office, I slammed the door behind me and rushed to my table leaning against it, trying to steady myself. My mind was racing, still filled with thoughts of her.

What the hell was wrong with me?

“What the hell is wrong with you, Alpha Talon Maverick Ashford? She’s a fucking student!” I yelled at myself, but it made no difference.

I had never let anything like this get under my skin before, and yet here I was, on edge, losing control. Control was supposed to be mine, not hers.

I needed to focus. I needed to remember why I was here. This wasn't just some meaningless assignment; it was about protecting my kingdom. Finding the threat before it tore everything I had built apart. I had no time to get distracted, especially by a student who just joined this school from heaven knows where.

Just as I tried to pull myself together, there was a knock at the door. My heart skipped a beat, and I already knew who it was before it came open. Thalina stood there, a small smile on her lips as she stepped inside without waiting for an invitation.

I rushed to the door, looked to the sides, before I closed it and locked it immediately. Being with her this way wasn't just forbidden; it was a mistake that could cost me more than just my reputation. It could ruin everything. No one should see us like this.

“You shouldn’t be here.” I growled, trying to send her away, but it didn’t seem to be working. I stepped closer. "What happened between us… it never happened. Do you understand?" | said, my tone more ruthless than I intended.

But I needed to make it clear. She had to know the boundaries. Though I wanted her, I couldn’t sabotage my own success with this. “You need to leave, and forget everything that happened.”

A naughty smile curled up her lips and she stared down at me, right at my groin, and my fucking cock didn’t stop stirring hard in my pant.

She looked into my eyes. “I’m sure you don’t want me to leave. If so…” she closed the gap between us, her hand finding it’s way to my chest, and God! The effect of her hands on me alone made me was to pin her down and fuck the shit out of her. “You wouldn’t close the door and lock us in… I’m sure you want me.”

Fucking hell! I was losing it.