On Her Professor’s Bed: Alpha’s Plaything

An Uninvited Guest

Chapter Nine

Talon Maverick

"I can’t keep my hands off you, your body is my party," I hummed to the solemn song playing in the background. But honestly, that wasn't right. It should be, I can’t keep you off my mind, your body is all I think of. Because ever since that encounter with Thalina, she’s been haunting my every thought.

How could I forget the way she sucked my c**k like it was the last thing she'd ever do? The way she drained me, taking every drop of my c*m like it was hers to claim. Even now, with all the distractions around me—naked ladies swaying to the rhythm of the music I was playing, hired to help me clear my mind, courtesy of Jayden—all I could think of was her.

It was like these ladies weren’t even there. Every curve, every movement they made only made me think of Thalina more, because deep down, I didn’t want them. I wanted her. I wanted her dancing in front of me, teasing me, waiting for me to take her like only I could.

I clenched my jaw, frustrated that no matter how hard I tried, she kept pulling me in. It wasn’t just physical anymore; she’d gotten under my skin, and it was driving me crazy. Every second I wasn’t with her, I craved her more.

This... obsession with her was becoming dangerous. More than I’d expected.

The dancers in front of me—none of them could even come close to the fire she sparked inside me.

I watched them, their bodies moving in perfect rhythm to the music. They were flawless—every inch of them designed to seduce, to satisfy me, but nothing worked.

Normally, I’d be all over them by now, taking what I wanted, releasing the tension that was building inside me, f*****g them as much as I was going to pay them. But tonight...

I couldn’t even touch them.

I tried. I really f*****g tried. It just didn’t work.

I leaned forward, pulled one of them closer, her scent filling my nostrils as her body pressed against mine desperately. She smiled at me, the hunger and longing evident in her eyes. Her hands ran over my chest, but as soon as I touched her skin, I felt nothing. Absolutely nothing. No spark. No thrill. Nothing like the electricity that shot through me every time I so much as thought about Thalina.

I mean, just the thought of her gets me so f*****g hard, but I was this close to this lady, and my c**k was as relaxed as a leaf floating on a calm stream.

Damn it! I was losing myself.

This isn’t me. Every p***y paid for matters to me. I needed to get back the worth of my money, but now… none of that mattered to me. I didn’t want these ladies. No matter how perfect they danced, how hard they wiggled their ass against my crotch, it just didn’t work.

I clenched my jaw, totally frustrated. I tried to force myself to get into it. I grabbed the other dancer by the waist, pulled her onto my lap. She giggled, obviously ready for whatever I wanted to do to her , her breath hot against my neck, but even then, my c**k stayed limp, like a paralyzed body, my mind drifting back to that sweet little mouth that had once been wrapped around me, draining me dry, sucking out every fluid within me.

I swore under my breath and pushed her away, frustration burning deep in my chest. Why the hell can’t I get her off my head?

She’s so little, so small, yet she caused this big commotion in my head. I couldn’t think straight, I couldn’t act as myself. Tomorrow, I have the meeting with the kingdom council, how was I supposed to focus with all of these?

“f**k!” I growled, running a hand through my hair. “Get out. Both of you. Now.”

The ladies paused, confused, their brows raised, multiple questions running through their minds, but they wouldn’t dare ask me any. No one dares to question me.

They gathered their things, casting me a few cautious glances as they hurried out, leaving me alone with my thoughts. The same thoughts. About her.

I fell back onto the bed, staring at the ceiling, my chest rising and falling with frustration etched deep within me. What the hell was happening to me? I wasn’t supposed to feel this way. I wasn’t supposed to be so... obsessed. She was just a girl, a student, a mistake I should’ve never made. It was just once. But now I couldn’t get her out of my head, no matter how hard I tried. I didn’t even f**k her, how the did I get so obsessed with her?

My mind wandered back to that afternoon in my office, the way her eyes had looked up at me, filled with need and hunger that she seemed to have been hiding for a while. The way her lips had felt wrapped around me, her body trembling beneath my touch

I groaned, feeling the ache in my chest growing stronger, the urge to have her again becoming almost unbearable.

What the f**k should I do? I couldn’t keep going like this. I needed to either take her again or find a way to get her out of my head.

But how the hell was I supposed to do that when every fiber of my being was screaming for her?

The intercom phone rang, breaking through the haze of my thoughts. I groaned, running a hand over my face as I got up from the bed, my mind still replaying every moment of her. I picked up the receiver, my voice gruff.

"Yes?"

"Your majesty, the alpha," the maid’s voice came through.

“How many times will I tell you not to address as that outside the walls of the castle before it stick in?” I growled. These maids were going to be the end of them. I couldn’t afford to let anyone find out about my real identity, nor this time.

“Forgive me, master.”

“Go on.” I snapped

“Someone’s here to see you."

I grunted. It’d be Jayden, my beta. I’d almost forgotten about my duties today, but it made sense he’d come to drag me out of this pit of madness I’d fallen into. He’d tell me off if I tell him about this 5’1 feet tall little girl that was scattering all my defense.

With a loud sigh that seemed to calm all my raging mind for just a brief second before it started again, I grabbed a shirt, buttoning it quickly and sliding into a pair of pants.

The moment the door closed behind me, I headed downstairs, forcing my thoughts back to the royal castle and what I needed to do today.

I had a meeting with the kingdom council. They called an emergency meeting which I didn’t know what the reason was for now until I get there, but instead of that, all I could think about was her.

I tried to focus on the task at hand, going to the castle and finding out why I had been called upon.

But when I reached my spacious living room and stepped into view, I stopped dead in my tracks.

“What the hell!” I couldn’t stop those words from rolling out of my mouth.

Sitting on the white plush couch in the center of the room was not Jayden. It was her.

Thalina.

My heart stopped. This girl… this little girl was here again.

My body became tensed, I could feel my temperature rising.

She was sitting there with her legs crossed, comfortable, as though she was supposed to be here, like she hadn’t been the cause of my sleepless nights and relentless frustration.

I was rooted to the spot, unable to move or tear my eyes away as they traveled down from the white sneakers she wore, up her straight spotless legs, to the short skirt that hugged her thighs—just the way I told her I liked it that afternoon. My breath caught in my throat.

I loved anyone who followed instructions.

The skirt barely covered her, revealing the smooth skin of her thighs. The shirt she had on was unbuttoned just enough to show her cleavage, teasing me with every inch of her exposed skin. That sight alone caused my c**k to swell painfully against the fabric of my pants, the same hardness I had been unable to summon with anyone else.

Her lips curled into a sly smile as her eyes met mine, and then... she bit her lower lip and winked, her eyes gleaming with that same seductive mischief that had been haunting my dreams.

"Good morning, Professor," she purred, her voice sweet but laced with something far more dangerous.

She wouldn’t back down, will she?

My fists clenched at my sides, back to the point where I had to fight for my control again. But it was harder than the last, I could feel every nerve in my body responding to her, every primal instinct telling me to take what was mine.

My c**k strained painfully against my pants, demanding for release, demanding her, her tight p***y.

God! I shouldn’t be thinking this way, but I wanted to touch her. I wanted to pull her close, rip that shirt off, and see her body underneath. I wanted to pin her down, and f**k the s**t out of her, so by the next time she sees me, she’d learn not to push me too far like she had done.

But I couldn’t. I shouldn’t. It wasn’t right.

I swallowed hard, fighting the need that pulsed through my veins like fire.

How the f**k was I supposed to pass this test?