Page 2 of Rejected By My Shifter Billionaire

K assia waited with bated breath as she spoke words so bold she didn’t know where they came from.

She had always been shy, and unlike other shy people, she had been happy to stay as she was.

But when she had seen Professor Alessandro Moretti for the first time, she had known that for him, she would do everything it took to get rid of her shyness.

Crushes had never figured in her life – not even once.

Before she had come to college, she had lived her whole life in a small town, with only her equally shy best friend and her retired grandparents for company.

Life had been simple, with days spent in school and the nights spent helping out at the farm.

Boys had never meant anything to her except in their capacity to perform tasks she couldn’t do in the fields...until him.

She would never forget her first glimpse of the professor. She had been late for his class, purely because she couldn’t find her way to it. Her old high school wasn’t even one-fifth the size of the university, and she had been too shy to ask anyone for directions.

When she had finally found his class, she had crept inside the room through the back door, hoping she wouldn’t be noticed—-

“Ms. Kassia Summers?”

Hearing her full name spoken out loud had made Kassia freeze. Fearful and reluctant, she took her time turning towards the sound of the voice—-

The ready apology on her lips died the moment she saw who had called her.

He was the most beautiful man she had ever seen. Admittedly, that was an easy thing to say since seventy-eight percent of the males in her old town were above forty years old, nearly bald, and pot-bellied.

But even so, he was beautiful in a way that made her head dizzy, her heart beat hard, and her body literally ache.

Since that day, she had not been able to stop thinking about him.

Even when she was alone in her dorm, she still thought of him.

Dreamt of him. With each succeeding night, her dream always became more graphic.

In her dreams, the professor was kissing her so hard that her lips would actually feel bruised when she woke up.

Just thinking about those dreams of hers made Kassia blush, but it was also because of those dreams that she had finally found the courage to confess to him. She had been his student for four months already, and no matter how hard she prayed, nothing – just nothing – happened.

Every day, she would attend his class, hoping that it would be the day the professor would realize she was different from the rest of his Beginner Italian class.

That she was his most special apprentice in his extracurricular course of ookami-kata, which meant The Way of the Wolf, a special Japanese discipline of martial arts.

This morning, she had woken up after another deliciously wicked dream, and the truth had suddenly struck Kassia. Her dreams would stay just that – dreams – if she didn’t do something about it.

And so here she was now.

The professor suddenly stood, startling Kassia into almost taking a step back. His eyes had never burned such a bright shade of green before, and she found herself swallowing, wondering what that could mean.

He took a step closer to her, and another and another, and now Kassia was no longer breathing, her mind whirling as she tried to imagine what he would do. Laugh? Ridicule her? Or maybe sweep her into his arms and give her a happy-ever-after kiss?

All sorts of ideas ranging from mushy to crazy occurred to her, but what the professor ended up doing was the one thing that would never have occurred to her.

Kassia watched in fascination as the professor withdrew a piece of paper from his desk and carefully rolled it into a scroll.

And then he swatted her head with it, like she was no better than a kid who had been caught cheating.

“ Ow! ”

And just like that, the sensual mood she had worked so hard to create between them was dispelled.

Alessandro firmly reined in his urge to smile at the adorable look of frustration on Kassia’s face. “How can you even think of seducing me when you’re skating on thin ice on two of your subjects?”

Her eyes widened. “How do you—-oww!”

Damn . He had almost revealed his interest in her with that one. Scowling, he said, “It doesn’t matter how I know. What matters is that you focus on your studies.”

Even as the professor swatted her head for the third time, she insisted, “But I’m serious, Professor. I really, really—-”

He walked past her, heading to the door.

Holy cow! She couldn’t let him kick her out just like that. Kassia rushed after the professor, but he was already reaching for the knob.

“No!” she cried out, knowing it would all be over if he opened the door and all the students outside saw her inside his office.

Click.

Huh?

Alessandro turned back to Kassia after locking the door, savoring the look of confusion on her face. Giving her no time to think, he captured her wrist and whirled her around so he could lock her between his body and the wall behind her.

Kassia’s breath caught as the professor stared down at her, his eyes telling her better than any words could say exactly what he would like to do with her.

Goose bumps burst all over her skin, his proximity making every cell of her body hypersensitive and writhing for his touch. Her throat dried out, and she had to swallow convulsively before she could manage to say, “Professor—-”

Oh God, she couldn’t say anything else because he was already kissing her.

Professor Alessandro Moretti was kissing her, and she wasn’t dreaming.

It really was happening!

His lips moved over hers hungrily, possessively.

Aside from the hand imprisoning her wrists behind her back, their lips were their only point of contact, with the professor scrupulously keeping his body away from her as he kissed her.

Even so, it was more than enough, her whole body burning as his lips demanded the kind of entrance that she was oh so willing to give.

The professor groaned when Kassia’s lips parted in surrender, and she moaned with him as he painstakingly explored her mouth with his tongue.

“Please,” she begged when he gave her a moment to catch her breath, wanting more than just his kisses. She was so aroused now. She wanted everything.

His lips claimed hers again, and this time he was kissing her so forcefully his tongue almost reached her throat. It turned her on even more, and she struggled to lift her body towards his so she could finally feel his hardness against hers.

But still he resisted.

Desperate for more contact, Kassia instinctively sucked on his tongue.

The professor gasped in her mouth, releasing her with a wild look in his eyes. “Fuck.”

“Please!” Passion had totally overridden her sense of shame. She wanted him so badly.

The professor kissed her again, but this time it was rougher, wilder, and totally out of control.

Kassia couldn’t have enough of it. She tried to suck on his tongue again but couldn’t, not when he was suddenly and already doing it to hers.

Her mind whirled at the sheer pleasure of it, and the throbbing between her legs intensified.

“Do you want me?” he asked against her mouth.

When the professor lifted his head so she could breathe, Kassia whimpered out, “So much.”

A tiny smile appeared on his lips just before he was kissing her again, driving her crazy with his tongue and his need to keep an invisible wall between their bodies. Oh, God, she wanted to feel his body on hers so much!

“Please,” she gasped against his mouth.

He pulled away with an effort, demanding. “Do you want me to fuck you, Kassia?”

“ Yes ,” she whispered, nearly burning up in flames at hearing the professor say such a dirty word. And how dirty was she , to want to hear him say more of it?

“And will you do what I want so I’ll fuck you hard and long?”

“ Yes .” She nearly sobbed the word out, so turned on by the way the usually gentle professor had turned into such a dominating alpha.

He bit her lip. “Good girl.” And then without warning, he stepped back and released Kassia, his gaze hooded as he met her confused eyes.

Kassia blinked, unsure of why they had stopped kissing. And just when it was getting to the really good part!

Alejandro’s lips met in a straight line as he struggled to suppress a smile. It was too easy to know what his student was thinking, the way she was looking at him with acute frustration painted on her face.

A frown started to mar her forehead, and by now Alessandro could see that she was wondering – really wondering – if she had perhaps dreamt it all up. If what happened really happened, and that she was earnestly questioning her sanity did it for him.

Kassia almost gasped when she saw a smile curving on the professor’s cruelly beautiful lips. Seeing it made her want to cry. She had never seen him smile like that before, and because it was so, she became even more convinced she might just have dreamed everything up.

The smile was dark and sexy, like a glimpse of all the forbidden pleasures he could secretly offer. It was definitely not the kind of smile that the Professor Alessandro Moretti she knew could offer, not when he was always so soft-spoken, gentle, and well-mannered.

That smile made it seem like the professor she knew was but a facade, and the real man behind the gentleman’s mask was the kind who would make her feel pleasure from being hurt.

It was very embarrassing, but Kassia’s sex actually throbbed hard at that smile.

“Say it again, Kassia. I want you to say over and over that you want me to fuck you so much you’ll do anything so you won’t forget it.”

“I won’t forget!”

Again, he almost smiled, her fervent tone amusing but also too damn sexy for his cock to hear. He said huskily, “Say it anyway.”

Her blush was winsome, her tone just as husky as she said, “I’ll do anything for you to fuck me, Professor.”

“Do you mean it?”

She gazed at him in helpless desire. How could he even doubt it? “Yes,” she said simply and, unable to stop herself, she reached out to him.

Alessandro captured her hand before she could touch any part of him. He brought her hand close to his lips as he murmured, “Then you will need to work hard for it.”

Kassia blinked rapidly at the last words. Huh ? And then she was even more confused when the professor dropped her hand so suddenly as if it was poisoned.

“Midterms are just days away.” His tone had also changed from seductive to businesslike, which only added to her bewilderment. Maybe...maybe she really had dreamt up everything?

Alessandro noticed the blank look in his student’s eyes and almost sighed in exasperation. “You do know midterms are days away, don’t you, Kassia?”

“Umm...” Kassia winced when the professor gave her a killing glare.

“Yes, Kassia, midterms are just days away.” He crossed his arms against his chest. “I want you to study very hard for those tests. I want to hear that you’ve passed those two subjects you’re in danger of failing, and then we’ll see about continuing this.

” Suppressing a smile at the dazed look on Kassia’s face, Alessandro walked back to the door and gestured for her to follow.

Giving her his usual fake nice smile, he said politely, “It was nice talking to you, Kassia.”

Kassia was in a daze. The professor was now back to his normal gentle self, but was that the real Alessandro Moretti?

A look at his brilliant green eyes told her no, that was not the real Alessandro Moretti.

The professor was a wolf in sheep’s clothing, and none of them had ever realized it.

Her mind was still grappling to get a handle on the truth when the professor unceremoniously ushered her towards the door.

He opened it for her. “Goodbye, Kassia.”

The words had her stepping out of his office.

The professor shut the door in her face.

And that was that , Kassia thought. She walked away aimlessly, questioning herself about what just happened, when her phone buzzed in her dress’ pocket. Pulling it out, she saw that an unread message from an undisclosed number was on her screen. Kassia tapped the screen to read the message—-

Her jaw dropped.

Do well on your tests so I can fuck you the way we both want me to.

Kassia stumbled to a stop, having to squeeze her thighs together in a futile way to keep herself from getting wet.

But it was too late. She only had to think about the professor saying the F-word – the professor whispering “fuck” in that husky, wicked way of his, and she got even wetter, embarrassingly and excitingly so.

A wolf indeed, Kassia thought with a shudder that wasn’t exactly born out of unpleasantness.

Months ago, she had fallen head over heels at first sight with the gentle side of Alessandro Moretti, a side everyone in school had also been treated to.

But this wild, almost sadistic and dominant side of him?

Kassia was drawn to it like a moth to a flame, and she didn’t even mind if the passion between them would be so explosively hot it would end up burning her in ashes.