Page 60 of Rejected By My Shifter Billionaire
The finality in his voice made her quiver, and she couldn’t recall whether she had ever felt so afraid and aroused at the same time.
Alessandro couldn’t get Kassia’s words out of his mind, couldn’t stop making himself see red at the mere fucking idea of another man taking Kassia’s virginity.
Looking down at her, he said in a hard voice, “Make no mistake, Kassia.You are mine.Mine tofuck.Mine toown.Mine tolove.” Even as Kassia’s eyes widened, it no longer mattered, and he only swallowed her gasp of shock in a kiss meant to mark her anew with his possession.
“I will kill anyone who tries to take you away from me,” he whispered harshly against her lips. “Anyone.” His hand moved and he gripped her hair, making her look at him. “So if you don’t want anyone to die, look only at me.”
So much power and danger surrounded the professor at that moment that Kassia knew he was no less harmful than a time bomb set to explode. The display of inhuman strength should have impressed her, but it didn’t.
How could it when she saw that underneath the anger was the professor’s unspoken pain? Pain that she herself had caused, pain that came from the professor’s belief that he didn’t deserve her and so he would only have himself to blame if Kassia chose to play around and find another man.
The professor might have hurt her numerous times, but it didn’t make her love go away, didn’t make her want to see him hurt like he was now.
She wanted the professor to stop hurting, and there was only one way to do that.
Raising her hands, she again found the courage to clasp his face, an act that only a girl who truly loved could do. “I’myours,professor.” She looked into his eyes, saw wolf and man, and loved both. “Yours to fuck,” she whispered shakily. “Yours to own, yours to love—-”
The professor groaned, and then his mouth was covering hers, and she kissed him back even as her riotous emotions made Kassia fight back tears.
This time, the professor was an unstoppable force, seducing and tempting her with every move of his lips and hands. He kissedhis way down her body at an agonizingly slow pace, making her plead wildly and writhe restlessly on the bed.
He spent forever worshipping her breasts, cupping them one at a time as he devoured her nipple until it strained into a painfully tight tip. After, the professor moved down, and she moaned long and hard when his mouth found the core of her passion. Oh, how he played her clit with endless patience and mastery, turning her into a throbbing, screaming mass of sensation. At the last flicks of his tongue, she had come, and only when the folds of her sex parted open at her pleasure did the professor finally raise himself up and push his engorged cock inside her body.
Alessandro’s teeth gnashed as he sought to control the movement of his cock even while his body clamored for him to lose himself in Kassia’s tight, warm sex. He wanted to fuck her so deep and hard, wanted to fill her with his seed until it dripped down her legs, and the thought that itwouldhappen nearly drove him insane.
Inch by inch, he pushed inside her, his gaze on her face, watching for any sign of hurt. When their eyes met, Kassia managed a smile. “It d-doesn’t hurt.”
A hoarse laugh escaped him as Alessandro realized that his little tender chick was actually trying to comfort him.
Realizing he didn’t believe her, she insisted, “It really doesn’t.” It was true. Faint tremors still racked her body, making the feel of his cock inside her sex less abrasive. Even so, she couldn’t help feeling a little stiff, unable to get the fear and knowledge that itwouldhurt out of her mind. She had tried not to look at his cock but failed. It had been gigantic, and even with just the head of his cock inside her now, she already felt so full.
“Do it now,” she whispered.
The professor’s brows lifted.
“I don’t want you distracting me.” Swallowing, she admitted the truth to him, saying shakily, “I want to see your face when you make me yours.”
The sweetness of her words made him close his eyes. “God, Kassia...” Opening them, he told her rawly, “Then look at me now.”
When the meaning of his words became clear, Kassia sucked her breath in.
Keeping his eyes on her face, Alessandro slowly pushed his cock further inside her. Even as pain flashed in the brown depths of Kassia’s eyes, he didn’t stop, forcing her sex to stretch wider and wider—-
Kassia’s fingers curled against his shoulders, turning into a tight grip as she whimpered in hurt. “Professor...” Her eyes drifted close at the sheer pain of it.
“Look at me now,” he gritted.
Slowly, her eyes blinked open.
He pushed all the way in, and Kassia let out another whimper as his cock tore through her hymen.
Kassia was in a daze, temporarily unable to make sense of exactly what she was feeling. Relief, maybe, because it was all over. Disbelief because she hadn’t known it would hurt that much. But most of all...
She looked up at the professor.
Something profound but unnamed, something that made her feel complete, because she had finally given the professor what she had always thought was his.
“Kassia.” The way the professor spoke her name made her toes curl, but before she could say his name back, he had started to move, and she could no longer think. It started with long, slow strokes that went deeper and deeper. When Kassia started moving her hips to meet his thrusts, the professor changed his pace, making his strokes harder, less precise, and faster.
