Novel-novel oleh Odessa Rhys Beaumont

Themes: Female x Male, Boss x Employee, Office SettingWendy Wright stared at her computer screen, the numbers blurring as fatigue set in.The office had emptied hours ago, leaving her alone with the quarterly reports and the distant hum of the cleaning crew.At twenty-eight, she was the youngest senior analyst at Vertex Financial, a position she'd earned through relentless dedication.And late nights like this one.The sound of approaching footsteps made her sit straighter, instinctively smoothing her pencil skirt."Still here, Ms. Wright?" Felix Harrington's deep voice carried that subtle accent that made everything sound like a command. "It's nearly 10 PM."Wendy turned to find her boss leaning against her cubicle entrance, suit jacket discarded, tie loosened.At forty-two, Felix cut an imposing figure, tall, broad-shouldered, with dark hair going silver at the temples.Those piercing blue eyes missed nothing. Including, apparently, the way her gaze lingered on his rolled-up sleeve

"I want to see you too," Mia said as she popped the button on his jeans, her voice low and breathy.She dragged the zipper down slowly, her gaze never leaving his. The anticipation between them was thick, electric.Her knuckles brushed the rigid line of his cock through the denim, earning a sharp inhale from him.She shoved the jeans down over his hips, revealing sleek black boxer briefs clinging to him. His erection strained hard against the fabric, the damp spot at the tip betraying just how turned on he was.Mia sank to her knees with deliberate grace, the plush carpet biting into her skin. She looked up at him, eyes dark with need, lashes fluttering. Her palms smoothed up his thighs as she mouthed him through the cotton."You don’t have to—" Alex began, voice rough.She silenced him with a slow lick along his length, teasing him through the fabric. His head tipped back with a groan, one hand shooting out to brace against the window behind him. The other hovered near her hair, trem

Their lips met in a kiss that started gentle but quickly ignited into something more urgent.Mia pressed herself against him, her hands sliding up his chest to tangle in his hair.Alex's arms encircled her waist, pulling her closer as he deepened the kiss.His tongue traced the seam of her lips, seeking entrance which she eagerly granted.The taste of wine mingled between them as their tongues met, explored, retreated, and advanced.All the tension that had built between their windows now found physical expression.One of Alex's hands slid lower, following the curve of her spine to settle at the small of her back.Mia made a small, needy sound against his mouth as his fingers splayed possessively against her.She could feel him hardening against her hip, the evidence of his desire making her own intensify.When they finally broke apart, both were breathing heavily."That answers my question," Alex murmured, his voice rougher than before.Mia smiled, running her thumb over his lower li

The elevator ride to the 22nd floor felt interminable.Mia had showered quickly, her skin still warm and flushed.She'd chosen a simple black dress that was both elegant and easy to remove.Her hair fell in damp waves around her shoulders, and she wore only a touch of lip gloss.The citrus scent of the hotel's shower gel lingered on her skin as she checked her reflection in the elevator's mirrored wall.She hardly recognized the woman who stared back at her.Her eyes were bright with excitement, cheeks flushed, lips slightly parted.She looked like someone on the verge of an adventure, not the responsible executive who had arrived at this hotel just hours ago.The elevator chimed as it reached the 22nd floor.Mia took a deep breath and stepped out into the corridor.The hallway stretched in both directions, identical to her own floor — plush carpet, subdued lighting, numbered doors.She turned right,

The bra slipped from her shoulders. She let it fall away.Her hard nipples puckered in the cool air. The stranger's reaction was immediate, he inhaled sharply, his hand pressing harder against the glass.His obvious desire sent a rush of wetness between her thighs.She'd never felt so desirable, so powerful.Free from her usual inhibitions, Mia let her hands drift up to cup her breasts.She squeezed them lightly, her thumbs brushing across her sensitive nipples.The man's mouth parted slightly as he watched her touch herself.She pinched her nipples between her fingers, gasping at the sensation.The stranger's free hand drifted down to palm himself through his boxers.The sight of him touching himself while watching her sent another flood of wetness to her already soaked panties.She let one hand slide down her stomach, over the lace of her underwear.Her fingers pressed against her clit through the fabric, making her hips jerk slightly."Fuck," she whispered to the empty room.Her le

Themes: Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, Masturbation, StrangersMia swiped the keycard and pushed open the door to her hotel room.After a grueling 12-hour flight and a tedious business conference, all she wanted was a hot shower and sleep.She wheeled her suitcase inside and surveyed the spacious corner suite with floor-to-ceiling windows. The evening skyline twinkled with the lights of surrounding buildings."At least this trip has some perks," she murmured, kicking off her heels and shrugging out of her blazer.Mia crossed to the windows, admiring the view while unbuttoning her blouse. Her fingers paused at the third button when she realized something that sent a jolt through her body.The building directly across from her, another glass tower maybe fifty yards away, had identical floor-to-ceiling windows.Through one of those windows, she could clearly see a man sitting at a desk, illuminated by a lamp.Her breath caught.He was working on a laptop, suit jacket discarded, tie loosened,

I was still watching Hunter's romantic disaster unfold when Carson, Alexei, and I found ourselves in a quieter corner of the beach. The wave dancing was about to begin, and most of the crowd had moved toward the performance area."Hunter's quite the sensation," Alexei observed, sipping his sea glass punch. "I've never seen so many she-wolves compete for one man's attention.""Poor guy doesn't know which way to run.""At least he's being diplomatic about it," I said. "Though I think he's about two seconds away from diving into the ocean to escape."We watched as Pearl, Marina's daughter, gestured enthusiastically at something while Hunter nodded politely. Behind her, I could see at least three other women hovering, waiting for their turn."That might actually work," Alexei mused. "Hard to follow someone into the surf in formal attire.""Don't give him ideas," Carson laughed. "We'd spend the rest of the festival fishing him out of tide pools.""Should we rescue him?" I asked, watching H

The crowd naturally began flowing toward a cleared section of beach near the water's edge. Hunter used the distraction to catch my eye, his expression grateful but still overwhelmed."The wave dancing is one of our most beautiful traditions," Coral said, moving to Hunter's side. "It's said to invoke the Moon Goddess's blessing on romantic endeavors.""How romantic," Lydia said, deliberately moving to Hunter's other side. "Hunter, would you like to watch it with me? We could find a quiet spot away from the crowd.""Actually," Sarah said, not to be outdone, "I thought we could discuss the cultural significance of traditional dances while we watch. I've done some research on ceremonial movement and its tactical applications.""Tactical applications of dancing?" Lydia asked incredulously."Formation movement, group coordination, non-verbal communication," Sarah replied seriously. "Very relevant to Hunter's Beta responsibilities.""Everything doe

I spent the next twenty minutes meeting pack leaders and their Lunas, but I kept glancing back toward where Hunter was clearly struggling to manage three very determined women."Luna Briarthorn," Alpha Devon from Sunrise Pack was saying, "we'd love to discuss collaboration on renewable energy projects. Your environmental science background would be invaluable.""That sounds wonderful," I replied, trying to focus on the conversation while watching Hunter's increasingly desperate expression in the background.Lydia had claimed his left arm and was talking animatedly about something, gesturing toward the water. Sarah stood on his right, still clutching that book and making what looked like very serious points. And Coral had positioned herself directly in front of him, effectively trapping him in place."Perhaps we could schedule a formal meeting tomorrow?" Alpha Devon continued."Absolutely. I'd love to learn more about your projects.""Excellent. Now, if you'll excuse me, I should greet

I followed her gaze and spotted all three of Hunter's admirers in different parts of the crowd, still clearly searching for him."I can see how that might happen," I said."Is that your Beta they're all looking for?" she asked."Unfortunately, yes.""Poor man. Though I have to say, he's quite popular even beyond those three. Several of our unmated she-wolves have been asking about him.""Several?" Carson asked."Oh yes. A wounded warrior who's also a high-ranking Beta? Very appealing combination.""He's going to hate this," I said."Or love it, once he relaxes into the attention. Festival atmosphere has a way of bringing out confidence.""We'll see about that."Just then, a commotion near the path caught our attention. A small group was approaching, and in the center, looking slightly overwhelmed, was Hunter."Speak of the devil," Carson said.Hunter had clearly made an effort for the occasion. Navy shorts, white linen shirt, hair still damp from a shower. He looked good, healthy and

As if summoned by our conversation, more familiar faces appeared. Sarah from Eastwind Pack walked along the beach with what looked like a book in her hand, also scanning the crowd. And I spotted Clara from Northpine near the food tables, dressed in a flowing green dress that showed off her figure."All three of them are here," I said."And all three are looking for Hunter.""This is going to be interesting.""That's one way to put it.""Astraia!" Lydia had spotted us and was approaching with a bright smile. "You look amazing! I love your dress.""Thank you, Lydia. You look beautiful too. That yellow is perfect on you.""Thanks! I'm so excited about tonight. I've never been to a coastal festival before." She glanced around again. "Have you seen Hunter? I was hoping to watch the wave dancing with him.""He was getting ready when we left," I said diplomatically. "I'm sure he'll be down soon.""Good! I want to make sure I ge

The path down to the beach was lined with torches, their flames dancing in the ocean breeze. I could hear music and laughter drifting up from the shore, along with the constant sound of waves."This is so different," I said to Carson, adjusting my flowing blue sundress. I'd gone barefoot as Marina suggested, and the warm sand between my toes felt amazing."Good different or weird different?""Good different. Very good different."Carson looked incredible in his casual khaki shorts and linen shirt. I'd never seen him this relaxed, no formal Alpha attire, no serious pack business expression. Just my mate, ready to enjoy a beach party."You look beautiful," he said, catching me checking him out."So do you. Very... beachy.""Beachy isn't a word.""It is now."The beach itself took my breath away. Torches lined the shore, casting warm light across the sand.Tables laden with seafood and tropical fruits dotted the beach, while a makeshift bar served drinks in coconut shells and sea glass c