Velvet's POV

I should note it's gonna be a very hot August day and I need to wear a sundress for the drive, to stay as cool as possible. I didn't know how long the drive would take.

"Daddy," I stuttered. He turned. "What if we medical students are required to live on campus for academic efficiency, how will I get to see you?"

Everyone knows medical students have no time for themselves, that I should talk of visiting only at weekends. That wouldn't be enough for me at all.

I want to see him everyday.

"Didn't your dad tell you that I'm a lecturer at RavenHills?" My eyes flared wider, inside I felt my heart pounding.

What if it's not my department?

I'm gonna study general medicine but to cure the budding curiosity, I asked. "Which department?"

"Women's health–"

This was just a short way to imply gynecology and obstetrics which I was determined to study.

"Ahh–"

"Wooohhhh–"

I took to my heels, running over the short distance and jumping on his body. Unexpectedly. Swift.

He immediately grabbed me, putting his hands under me for support.

They touched something.

I jerked my head backwards, eyes poking out.

"Ahhh–"

The moan got swallowed up suddenly, his fingers brushed against my clit. I looked at his face and he had that luring, seductive look of lust on me, his lips slightly twisted.

My pussy dropped with juices all of a sudden.

I flinched, searching for where to hide my face.

Gosshhh–

I'm so wet just by his fingers brushing over my clit. My body began to vibrate. My breath, now pulling out in short, cut mode was an indicator of my crazy rising mode if those fingers don't pull inside of me.

He chuckled.

His hands slowly released me. A tight frown developed, my eyes darkened.

"Come on, I need to drop you for your classes, then I'll be off to the office."

My wolf growled with sorrow, I was drifting towards acting like a nursery school pupil dropped in school for the first time.

"You know I just arrived, can I skip today's class? It's gonna be introductory–"

My words cut short with the pull of his hand on my waist against his rock hard body. His eyes cascaded on me, this time with genuine concern but why do I still find him looking sexy, lusting and seductive?

Obviously, these feelings are coming from me.

His right hand brushed over my cheek slowly, gently, mixed with those gentle, soft eyes, it was bliss. He tucked a gland of hair behind my ear.

"Look sweetie, you're here to focus on your studies so you graduate with the best grades and make your dad and I proud. Okay?"

The rising lust of the moment collapsed right away. I had to look away.

He's not even smitten by all I'm doing. Perhaps he's still seeing me as the little girl of his best friend and wouldn't want to touch me.

"Go get your bag, or stuff. We're going there now." He said in a plain voice.

I wanted to leave, to turn and walk right away, not looking at him when I got a smack on my butt.

"Ahh–hhhh." My lips lashed into a loud, uncontrollable moan.

I turned, grabbing my ass.

"Stop being so naughty, especially as we're going out."

His face was a mix.

Serious yet with a mischievous grin.

My face burnt with red hotness, the kind of flush which overwhelmed me is what words can't describe. Blushes with shyness.

I wanted this but right now, I can't handle it. I wanna brace myself for later.

Goodness!

I had to pick a race, before his next blink of eye, I was gone.

I stood in my room upon shutting the door for a whole minute, burying my face in my palms and blushing deep with some level of shyness.

"I can't believe he did that!"

"I just can't believe he did that to me."

I pulled down my skirt and crop top to the floor, wanting to wear something more corporate when a knock came on my door. I was naked, very bare, no panties.

It must be him.

I sensed him, masculine and alluring.

I looked down on my clothes and they weren't something I could pull up over my body so quickly. They were complicated, especially the skirt.

My pussy clenched and I felt the budding pressure, as if I was going to pee.

A few seconds passed, and I clasped my teeth tighter.

"Come in!"

Immediately the door swirled open, I stood before him exposed as I was. His eyes met mine, then dropped quickly.

What the hell am I seeing?

I read through his eyes. But he wasn't angry, rather desirous. I watched his Adam's Apple gulp, then he walked towards me.

"What are you doing?" His hoarse voice echoed hard against my ear, pulling a string of emotions that rippled across my body.

"I thought," he gulped. "You were here to pick your bag and phone."

"I just wanted to assess the dress code you'll be putting on over there." By now, he was getting back to his serious mode.

"Is that really necessary?" I grabbed his hand before he could think of it, placing it on my left boobs.

My expression switched right away, I pouted, putting up a clingy, girlish look. I wanted to ask him to touch me but I felt the words were too heavy.

Silence is not so bad.

His hand rested on it for up to a minute, never breaking eye contact with me, gulps lingered. Then he pulled away.

"You have to dress up now, I've got a hectic day."

His serious face was back. I wished I could get him to touch me or fuck me with this serious face.

How spicy it's gonna be-to have the cold, strict Alpha fuck me.

"I was just gonna dress," I stuttered, rushing to where I kept my dresses.

"What about?" He pointed to the one on the floor.

I bashed my lashes, trying to understand him.

"Can I wear that?" I muttered, almost in a whisper.

My chest hammered, close to bursting open. It was the perfect time for adrenaline to do some magic.

If you don't want me, why ask me to wear something that sexy?

"But I didn't wear panties and a bra, I'm gonna pick them now?"

"You don't need that." He snapped.

"Why? Because we're late?" My curious, spicy wolf pushed me into asking. My jaw was slightly dropped.

Would Zavian ask me not to wear my undies because he's gonna be late?

"You don't need it!" He repeated again, that hoarse voice of his steady and deep.

Velvet's POV

"I can help you right?" He asked.

Another thunder bomb was released to my nerves.

I nodded without knowing. I watched him pick the skirt, his hands guiding my legs up, boobs brushing against the side of his face, his lips as he pulled it up.

My nipples got so hard.

I even thought he would sweep his lips over it, sucking it.

Goshhhh!

The level of self-control this Alpha has needs an Award.

Just then my eyes dropped low, to his trousers.

A boner.

I threw my gaze away, bashing up and down, fighting to suppress another glowing redness.

Then at the top, he raised my hand up, putting it over me.

I recreated his fingers, walking over me, crawling on my body.

My goodness.

He's done and he turned swiftly. Almost at the door. I grabbed his wrist. He stopped.

"Alpha, do you have a mate or a girlfriend?" I asked, even though my dad told me earlier he doesn't.

"Why do you ask?"

"Because I can be–" I cleared my throat.

No! No! Too soon.

I formed another thought.

"I'm worrying how you do when you're horny."

I turned around, grinning so hard. He smacked my ass, eyes stern and cold.

"That's your punishment each time you get naughty."

"Do you need to know? I really think that's not necessary."

I grabbed his wrist, refusing to let go. "No, please tell me."

I feigned grumbling sounds, determined to hold on till he gave me the answer I wanted.

"I do treat women, I've seen a lot of bodies, of pussies and asses, so literally I'm used to it. I rarely get a boner."

I froze, my legs shook. My eyes spilled so wide on my eyeballs, I was afraid they would fall off.

No wonder he's smitten right away despite all my seduction tricks,

They dropped low.

Isn't that a boner?

His eyes trailed mine, dropping in his bulge which was straining across his pants.

"You only have a boner for me?" These words left my mouth before I had time to think it through.

"Come on, let's go." He grabbed my hand, dragging me with him. I couldn't stop the giggles that were erupting.

Close to the entrance door, he smacked my ass.

My punishment. One I wanted to do much.

"Behave yourself outside there." He growled.

I nodded, pouting. "Yes daddy!"

"Naughty girl." The words rang out deep, vibrating inside my ear walls.

"Naughty always for you!" I whispered, flinching as soon as he lowered his face to look at me.

I didn't say that.

The driver was waiting for the black Toyota truck outside. I'd thought he was the one to drive. My expectations dropped. I won't be able to behave naughty inside of the car.

"My driver won't mind."

"Urghh?" I reacted to the sudden statement, answers to a worry I didn't say out loud. Is he reading my mind? Can his wolf read my mind?

Werewolves have to be mates with each other to be able to sense what the other person is thinking. Or they need to have some deep emotional connection, deep enough to involve their wolves.

Either way, I couldn't just confirm right away, some mate bonds don't reveal themselves right away but become so obvious over time.

This had just dropped a deep level of curiosity in me.

I'm not gonna rest until I get the answer.

He opened the back door of the car, covering my head while gently guiding me to climb up. The truck was high, he had to grab my waist, carrying me inside.

He climbed in after me. The driver started the car, I guess he already told him where we're heading to..

My driver won't mind.

These words re-echoed in my mind. I bit my lower lips, locking eyes with him. Firm and persistent.

I need you to take me right now in this car.

I tested my wolf again, if he would respond to my plea, even as I've not said it out.

"Can't you stay without bothering about that? Are you that hyperactive?"

I turned to the driver, self-cautious. He certainly heard that?

But his hand pulled my face off the driver with force.

"I'm talking to you!"

My heart thumped.

"Didn't I tell you he won't mind or you've forgotten? Why worry?"

I swallowed hard.

Daddy Zavian likes to contradict himself too much.

Now he's asking me to stay calm, right after he's telling me the driver won't mind.

I had no words to say, all the words I had were soaked up by emotions. The only thing I could do now was gulp in countless saliva.

"I want you–"

The only words I managed to say after minutes of staring at him, saliva nearly dripping from the corner of my lips.

His face looks so gorgeous. Eyes radiant brown, gripping me firm, curling sensations in my core, getting me wetter.

I never knew before now I could get wet just by his scorching eyes.

"Okayyy–"

He only said, nothing else.

"In what way?" He said aloud.

I knew what he was doing here.

I wanted to turn to the driver again but recalled what he said to me. I remained still, knowing for sure we were being heard.

Lowering my head, I turned around shyly to face the window. Hope is gone.

"He's my cousin and my confidante," he whispered, pulling my eyes back on him in a kind of shocking glance.

"Maybe you could just sit on your lap for a while."

A swarm of butterflies soared through my stomach. His face beamed with pleasure, his eyes with deep lust.

Alpha Zavian grabbed my waist without giving an opportunity to talk, turning me over to sit on his laps facing him, my pussy directly grazing against his bulge.

"You wanted this, didn't you?" He growled.

"Now I'm giving you what you were craving for so you rest."

I opened my mouth to say something but no words came forth, rather a moan erupted when he jerked me up, brushing his cock harder against my G-spot.

"Now this is much better." I moaned.

"Good!" He said, still staring deep till I turned shy.

My body and heart all together were getting on a melting spree.

With this kind of stare, a steady look from the man placing me on a hot seat, I could barely survive.

I jerked up, fanning myself with my hand, gasping for air.

"I guess you're choking." Zavian said, leaning across, sealing my lips in a kiss.

My first real kiss.

I mean deep kiss.....