Draven’s POV
The Chinese investors were droning on about quarterly projections when my beautiful mate slipped into the office. My attention imdiately shifted as Caroline locked the door behind her. She carried a tray with the chocolate pie I’d given her earlier and a steaming cup of tea. Damn, the mischievous glint in her eyes reminded of what happened a few months ago with these sa investors.
"You’ve got to be kidding ," Alaric growled appreciatively in my mind. "Our mate’s feeling playful again."
My cock twitched in anticipation as mories flooded back. Last ti, Caroline had put on quite the show, pleasuring herself while I struggled to maintain composure during this exact sa video call. The hunger in her erald eyes told she had similar intentions today.
She approached with that innocent smile that never failed to make my heart race. Setting the tray down, she placed the tea beside my laptop. When she "accidentally" dropped the napkin and bent to retrieve it, her perfectly shaped ass was positioned right in my line of sight. My pants imdiately grew tighter, and focusing on the investors’ financial projections beca impossible.
"God, she’s magnificent," Alaric purred in my mind. "Don’t let her walk away this ti."
I wouldn’t. As she sauntered to the other side of the table with exaggerated hip movents, I grabbed my phone and texted Ryan,
"Need to step out for ’technical difficulties.’ Take over for a few."
Ryan’s reply ca instantly, "Got your back. Enjoy whatever Caroline’s planning."
I switched off my cara and muted my microphone, keeping the audio active so I could monitor the eting.
Caroline picked up the pie, took a bite, and texted ,
"This pie is absolutely sinful. Want a taste?"
I smirked and typed back, "You taste better than any dessert ever could. Always will."
The fiery look she gave sent blood rushing south. She ate another piece slowly, eyes closed, making those little moans that drove crazy. Fuck, she knew exactly what she was doing to . My cock strained painfully against my zipper as I watched her place the plate down and recline in the chair across from .
Then she did sothing that made my mouth go dry. She draped her legs over each armrest, spreading herself wide open—revealing she wore absolutely nothing underneath her dress.
"Moon Goddess," I muttered, typing furiously, "Don’t rember destroying your panties today."
She read my ssage and grinned wickedly, typing back, "Saving you the trouble. Getting used to going commando since you shred them all anyway."
I couldn’t help the possessive growl that escaped . "But ripping them off is half the fun, sweetheart."
Caroline’s eyes darkened reading my response. "Thought I’d give my Alpha a little show. Unless you want to go put so on?"
Like hell was I letting her walk away this ti. "You really think you can handle finishing what you started?"
The challenging glint in her eyes was all the answer I needed. She tossed her phone aside and pulled down her dress neckline, freeing those perfect breasts that fit my hands so well. One hand went to her breasts, squeezing and pinching her nipples, while the other slid between her legs. Her fingers traced circles around her clit before dipping into her glistening core.
"Holy shit," Alaric growled. "Look how wet she is for us."
I pald my throbbing erection through my pants, transfixed by her performance. Her slender fingers glided up and down her pussy, circling her sensitive bud before plunging inside. The pleasure on her face was intoxicating—flushed cheeks, parted lips, eyes half-lidded with desire.
When she pushed two fingers deep inside herself and moaned my na, sothing snapped. I rose from my chair and stalked toward her.
Surprise flashed across her face,she hadn’t expected to abandon the eting.
I spun her chair to face , taking in the erotic sight of my mate pleasuring herself.
"Draven, what about—"
I silenced her question by freeing my cock from its confinent. Her eyes widened appreciatively at the sight. Leaning over her, I gripped the armrests and whispered hotly against her ear,
"This ti I’m joining the fun, baby."
I removed her glistening fingers from her pussy and brought them to my mouth, savoring her sweet nectar while pinching her hardened nipples.
"Mmm," I groaned, "definitely better than chocolate pie."
Caroline whimpered as I ran my cock along her slick folds, teasing her the way she’d been teasing herself. Her arousal increased, making her even wetter, driving nearly feral.
"Tell what you want, Luna," I demanded, continuing my torturous stroking.
"Draven... your eting," she gasped between moans, still concerned about my responsibilities.
"Screw the eting," I growled. "What do you want? Should I leave you to finish alone?" I pulled back slightly, denying her the contact she craved.
Her hips chased my cock desperately. "No... please... I want you to play with ."
"I am playing," I teased, brushing my tip against her entrance but not pushing in. "What else?"
"I need you inside ," she begged, pupils blown wide with lust. "Hard and fast. Please, Draven."
A satisfaction rushed through at her pleading. "As my Luna commands."
I positioned myself at her entrance and slowly pushed in, savoring the way her tight heat enveloped inch by inch. Her legs spread wide over the chair arms created the perfect angle for deep penetration. Caroline’s gasp of pleasure when I bottod out was the sweetest sound I’d ever heard.
"Fuck, you feel amazing," I groaned, taking in the sight of her—completely open and vulnerable, trusting with her pleasure.
Her erald eyes were dark with desire, eting my violet gaze with equal intensity. The bond between us pulsed with energy, creating a feedback loop of pleasure that transcended physical sensation. Being inside Caroline wasn’t just sex; it was a communion of souls, our bond strengthening with each joining.
I began thrusting the way she wanted, hard and fast, never breaking eye contact. The connection between us crackled like lightning striking dry wood. I could feel her pleasure building through our bond, her inner muscles gripping tighter with each stroke.
"That’s it, my angle," I encouraged, angling to hit her sweet spot. "Let go for ."
Her climax hit suddenly and powerfully, her walls clamping down on my cock with such intensity that my own release followed imdiately. Throwing my head back, I thrust one final ti, as deep as possible, spilling myself inside her with a guttural groan that ca from sowhere primal within .
We remained connected as our breathing slowed, sweat cooling on our skin. I could feel the aftershocks of her orgasm rippling through her body, little tremors that milked the last drops of pleasure from both of us.
Not wanting to separate, I wrapped my arms around her. "Legs around my waist, sweetheart."
Caroline complied, locking her ankles behind my back as I lifted her from the chair and carried her to the leather couch across the room. I lowered my pants further for more freedom of movent, then bent to lavish attention on her breasts, sucking and nipping at the sensitive flesh.
"Round two already?" she asked breathlessly, fingers tangling in my hair.
"We’re just getting started," I promised, feeling myself hardening again inside her. "The investors can wait. My mate needs proper attention."
Her laugh turned into a moan as I began moving within her again, slower this ti, savoring every inch of her delicious body. The conference call continued in the background, completely forgotten as I lost myself in Caroline’s warmth once more.
After all, what kind of Alpha would I be if I didn’t thoroughly satisfy my Luna’s needs?
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