Page 76 of Her Knotty Alphas

It makes sense now, why other alphas always perked up in her presence. I'm going to have to tell the others what I've found.

"Shit. Well, thanks for letting me know. I guess I'll…"

"Oh, Enzo?" Noah cuts me off, his voice a little mischievous. "Has the gift I dropped off arrived yet?"

"Gift?" I furrow my brow. "What gift—"

A small knock sounds at my door, and it creaks open to reveal my omega. "Professor?" she asks in an innocent voice. "Do you have a minute? I'd like to speak to you about my grade."

Fuck. Me.

"Just got here," I grit out into the phone as Hannah smiles, stepping in and shutting my door behind her. Fucking hell, what is shewearing? That is the shortest skirt I've ever seen.

All thoughts of Lizzie flee my mind and Noah barks a laugh before hanging up.

"Little omega," I growl, turning my chair to face her. "You're going to be the death of me."

"I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about,sir," she says, pulling up the socks that were pushed down around her ankles and revealing…thigh highs.

Fucking thigh highs.

My cock strains hard against my dress pants at the vision of my omega.

"Like I said, I'm not very happy with the grade I received on my paper, and I'm wondering if there'sanythingI can do to fix it?" She shrugs off her jacket, revealing a low cut top that gives me an ample view of her delicious cleavage. Her wavy hair brushes the tops of her shoulders, and the whole look is sexy as hell.

I'm taking it that this is her telling me she's sure of us.

"I'm sure we could work something out," my voice grates as she drops her jacket on the chair next to the door. "Lock the door, Ms. Beckham, I have an extra credit assignment for you."

Gods, this is hot.

This is the hottest thing I've ever experienced in my life.

She turns the lock, then saunters over to me, her hips swaying. If she thinks just because she initiated this game that she's in control here, she has another thing coming.

She stops just in front of me, holding her hands behind her back. "What is it, professor?"

"On your knees, Ms. Beckham." Her perfume fills the area, brown sugar and peaches making my dick even harder. I'll be lucky if I don't blow my load two seconds into this.

Pupils blown, she drops to her knees and shuffles closer, immediately reaching for my belt, but I stop her. "No, Ms.Beckham, you must be a patient omega. Do you understand? For this extra credit, you have to do exactly as I tell you."

"Yes, sir." My cock pulses at her words as she swallows, nodding and putting her hands in her lap. "I really want this extra credit."

"Good girl." I give her a gentle smile and push a strand of hair behind her ear. "Now, only do what I say, okay?"

"Yes sir," she breathes, andlicks her lipsas she eyes my crotch.

Like I said, the death of me.

"You may undo my belt and take my cock out." Her hands are a little shaky as she reaches for me, so I stop her, placing my hands on top of hers, pausing our little scene. "Are you alright,reinita?" I ask quietly. "You're shaking."

"Adrenaline," she lets out a little laugh, "I've never done anything like this before. Role play."

"You'll tell me if it's too much?" I ask, loving how trusting her eyes are as she looks up at me.

"I promise, alpha." I look at her face, studying it. When I find that I don't see any signs of distress or that she somehow thinks she has to do this, I nod and release her hands.

"Very well then," my bravado is back, "belt and cock."

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