Teach Me First Prologue Novels & Stories

My face flushed redder than a beetroot as I bit down on my lip and tried hard not to make any sounds. However, he didn't seem happy with my restraint and silence. So, he parted my legs while still fondling and kneading the mounds on my chest. I felt like I was being roasted over an open fire. Ultimately, I couldn't hold it in anymore and let out a wanton moan. "Ah, Daddy… Ah, I-I'm sorry… I was w-wrong… I've always been w-waiting for you to teach me the basics… I-I've never let anyone else touch me…"

Hell, what wasn’t there to enjoy about a cranky group of gods and goddesses who would stab each other in the back if they were in a bad mood? “Thank you all for being here and being on time, always a bonus. My name is Professor Leila Bell. No, I’m not a teenager. Yes, I’ve actually graduated from college. This is my third year teaching Greek Mythology. It is something I love to talk about. I tend to get a little carried away at times, so you will have to forgive me if I ramble. Don’t stop me, though, trust me. If I’m talking about it, it’s probably going to be on a test.”

The scowl does something to my features that make my interest sharpen instantly. “…so let me be the one to announce it officially. Noah Carter is your new teammate.” Coach says a few words about practice schedules, then claps me on the shoulder and leaves me with the wolves. Theodore doesn’t bother trying to get to know me unlike the rest of the team. He just starts moving immediately, heading for the exit. “Please, excuse me…” I don’t think. I just follow. “Hey,” I call out, lengthening my stride. “Hold up.”

They sent some members of the pack to clean up the mess and then seal the sepulcher, hoping no one would have the idea to go there again. With the respect gained from the fight, and the courage and strength that he showed, it was decided Sam would become the Alpha. His father stepped down as the Alpha and began teaching his son, showing him what it means to be a good Alpha. I had no doubts he would do great. As for myself, Sam’s mom has been teaching me what it means to be a Luna.

This would be the first time she would probably sleep with a man and she was trying to run it over her head if she even remembered the basics. Everytime she thought of that, she would go back to the man who had taught her everything in that long long night, the night she lost her virginity to a complete stranger named Jack. She had no memory of his face but she remembered his words, his touch and the things he taught her as clear as day.