CHAPTER 2

  Vanya’s POV

Kaelven slammed me backward against the wall.

The thin towel around his waist pressed flat against my lower stomach, revealing the burning outline of his cock. He was hard as stone, twitching against my flesh with every breath he took.

“Answer me, Vanya,” Kaelven said, pinning my wrists over my head. “What were you thinking when you stuck your nose into my office.”

“I was dropping off some paper's,” I gasped, staring into his eyes. “I didn't know you were in here like this.”

“You’re lying.” He leaned lower, his lips brushing the pulse point on my neck. “You didn't run when you saw what I was doing. You stood right by the door. You watched me pump my cock. You even let out that pretty little gasp.”

“It was an accident.”

“An accident?” Kaelven let out a dark laugh. He shifted his weight, deliberately grinding the thick ridge of his erection right against my center. The friction sent a shot of heat straight down my thighs. My knees buckled, but before I could drop, Kaelven gripped my waist. With one motion, he lifted me entirely off the floor and threw me backward onto the table.

“You’re a terrible liar,” Kaelven murmured, sliding his legs between mine to keep me pinned to the surface. “You wanted to see if the rumors were true. You wanted to know if the Supreme Lycan was really broken down there. Does it feel broken to you, girl.”

“No,” I whispered.

“Good.” He grabbed my hand, forcing my arm down and slamming my open palm directly against the front of the towel. The raw heat of his cock burned through the cloth. He was so wide my fingers couldn't even meet on the other side.

“Squeeze it,” Kaelven commanded, his jaw clenching as a bead of sweat rolled down his cheek. “Wrap your fingers around me and pump it.”

My fingers closed around him, squeezing the rigid length through the fabric. Kaelven let out a low, breathless moan, his head throwing back as his hips jerked directly into my palm.

“Fuck, faster, Vanya,” he groaned, his voice completely raw as he forced my hand to slide up and down his length.

Suddenly, Kaelven reached down and yanked the towel completely off his waist, letting it drop to the floor. His massive cock sprang out, huge, veined, and throbbing with dark heat.

“Get on your knees and take it in your mouth,” he growled, his hand shifting to the back of my neck, pressing me down. “Suck it sloppy and deep.”

“I... I don't know how to,” I whimpered, my heart hammering against my ribs as I stared at the thick, leaking head of his cock right in front of my face.

“You’ll learn right now, girl,” he rasped, his grip tightening. “Open your mouth and take it.”

Helpless against the commanding weight of his voice, I parted my lips. In one swift motion, I pulled him toward me and took his thick cock into my mouth, sucking him as deep as I could manage. My tongue swirled around the tip of his cock, tasting the hot pre-cum leaking from the head. Kaelven let out a loud, ragged groan, his hips twitching forward as he pushed deeper into my throat, making me gasp and choke as the raw size of him stretched my mouth wide open. He held my hair, forcing my head to slide up and down his veiny length for a few brutal minutes until his breath turned completely frantic.

He growled, pulling back before he could lose control. He leaned down, his forehead resting against mine, his breath hot and ragged against my lips. “Tell me what you want me to do to you, girl. Tell me exactly how you want it.”

The overwhelming friction and the taste of him on my lips sent waves of heat straight to my core. A desperate, heavy ache throbbed between my legs, wiping out every single thought of escape.

“I want you,” I breathed, completely helpless against the sensation.

“Say it,” he demanded, his hips rolling into my hand again. “Tell me what you want me to rip off. Tell me what you want inside you.”

“My skirt,” I whimpered, twisting beneath him as the fabric of my panties grew soaked with my own slickness. “Rip it off. Please.”

He let go of my wrist, his hand diving down to catch the hem of my pleated school skirt. He bunched the fabric up in his fist and yanked it up to my waist, completely exposing my lace panties. His hand hooked into the damp silk, dragging the fabric down past my knees and tossing it aside. His long fingers pressed against my bare, dripping pussy, smearing my own heat across my clit before he drove two thick fingers deep inside my tight, weeping opening.

I screamed, my lower back arching high off the table as his hand began to pump ruthlessly, burying his fingers to the knuckles over and over. He didn't slow down. He forced his way deeper, his thumb grinding hard against my swelling core while his fingers stretched me open, creating a hot, wet friction that drove me insane. My thighs shook violently, locking around his hips as I begged for release, completely at the mercy of his rapid thrusting. Kaelven instantly crashed his mouth down onto mine, catching my wild groans and devouring my tongue, swallowing my cries as his hand ruthlessly worked inside my pussy, bottoming out against my cervix until I was completely undone and dripping wet.

He pulled his hand back, his skin glistening with my fluids. Before I could catch my breath, he leaned down, his teeth sinking directly into the soft skin of my shoulder. I gasped from the sudden sting, but the pain instantly twisted into a terrifying rush of pleasure.

“You are my mate now,” Kaelven whispered, his hand shifting to wrap firmly around my throat, squeezing just enough to force my chin up. “You are going to stay right here and take every single inch of my cock.”

The head of his cock nudged directly against my bare, slick opening. I braced myself, my fingers twisting into the edge of the table, preparing for him to drive himself inside me.

Bang. Bang. Bang.

A fist suddenly slammed against the outside of the office door, making the door rattle on its hinges.

“Vanya, Vanya, I know you’re in there,” open the door before I take it off the hinges".