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ANNALISE…

Now, even though Randall and I have been trying for a pup, he has stopped being loving; he never let me feel any pleasure anymore and I have now come to call these encounters with him his pup insemination sex. He pins me where he wants and then thrusts his cock inside me until he ejaculates and then pulls out, leaving me feeling used, dirty and unsatisfied where ever I happen to be.

This male seemed different. His hands ran over my body, seeming to set it on fire. He doesn’t break the heated kiss as he moves us over to the seats and, using his hands, pulls up my skirt until it is sitting at my hips. I take a sharp breath in as he rips my panties off, making them dig into my hip. He uses this to slip his tongue into my mouth, making me moan.

Fire and sparks spread across my skin and seem to settle in my core. I then feel his hand between us as he undoes his belt and then his zipper. I can’t believe I’m doing this or how he’s causing the fire and response in my body from his touch.

As his pants fall to his knees, he lifts me up. As a natural reaction, I wrap my legs around him as he then sits down on the bench seat and slides his cock inside me. Forcing a moan and a growl from both of us.

He then moves his hand back to my hip, digging his fingers in just a little harder, but not enough to hurt. He then starts my hips moving before adding the quick thrusts of his own hips. The pleasure builds fast and our movements are even faster, but it is the most pleasure I have felt in the last 4 years.

He holds me tight up against him as I scream into his mouth my body shaking and shuddering in his arms experiencing my first orgasm for over 4 years as he lets out a low groan of his own and I feel, as his cock pulses again and again inside me.

I expect him to be like my mate; I expect him to roughly pull out of me, to throw me off of him and then walk out of the booth, leaving me to wonder what the hell just happened. Except he doesn’t. He sits me up just a fraction, trailing his fingertips over my skin, making me shiver as he moves the straps to my dress and pulls them down my arms, exposing my breasts to him.

He smiles and growls in what I guessed was appreciation before pulling me closer once more and catching my lips with his as he then slides his hands down until they are once again sitting on my hips, he then digs his fingers in again and starts moving my hips as he starts thrusting his once more. He then trails kisses mixed with nips down my neck to my exposed breasts.

Again our movements are fast and full of intense pleasure and it isn’t long before my back arches toward him as another wave of shudders and quakes runs through me and as he grunts, I feel his cock pulses again and again and again inside me. I then feel a quick sting on the top of my breast, which sends even more pleasure through me and causes another orgasm to roll through me and I can’t stop my body as it continues to shake and shudder in his arms.

He then seems to bury his face into my neck, taking deep breaths as our bodies calm. I lean on his shoulder as the effects of the alcohol, along with the emotional exhaustion and now the physical excursion catches up and darkness seems to quickly surround me.

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NICOLAS…

After watching her for so long at a distance, I study her face up close as I look at her passed out, still sitting on my cock, which twitches, wanting more. I run my hands up and down her back, listening to her soft moans of pleasure even in her sleep as my movements make her move slightly on my still-twitching cock. I move the piece of hair that seems to have escaped from her bun and look down at her face.

However, when I think about it, I can’t believe my luck, I can’t believe that she turned up tonight, I can’t believe she danced with me, I can’t believe I lost control and she allowed me inside her body so quickly, and I can’t believe that she passed out in my arms. I don’t think she realised it was me, or who I was, because if she did, then she wouldn’t have let me near her.

She would have fought the pull between us that drew me to her, saying that she was below me and already mated. Just watching her move around the office and then tonight around the dance floor, I just knew sex with her would be intense and extremely pleasurable, and I was right. I don’t want to move if it means losing the feeling of her around me.

Now that I have her still in my arms, I feel the sparks from where her skin touches mine. I smile, loving the feeling; I place soft kisses on her skin as I then slide my hands up her back and then up her arms as carefully lift and then straighten her dress straps and hide away her beautiful breasts and the small claim mark I place there.

No one will be able to see it, not even her unless they are looking for it. I had to hold in my low growl of disapproval when I saw all the bruises in different stages of healing that covered her torso and I have a feeling that she may even have some lower on her thighs probably her inner thighs but with how she is sitting I can’t look any lower.

I was a little sceptical of hiring Annalise when she first applied to be Barnald MacLaren’s assistant, with the possibility of a promotion if she proved herself. She seemed so young and immature. There was something else about her that unsettled me, and I wasn’t sure if I wanted that type of distraction within my business.

However, Barnald seemed impressed with her education scores and wanted to give her a go. Barnald also argued that her mate Randall Remington and the Remington family were one of the company's biggest accounts, both financial and legal.

So, over the years, Annalise has been working within the company I have watched her on occasion come to work, thinking that no one pays her any attention. She covered it well, but I still noticed that something was amiss and that maybe someone was abusing her. However, I couldn’t prove it.

I move her and as I slide out of her; I realise that in my hurry and the heat of our pleasure; I had forgotten protection. I never forget protection, even in the heat of the moment and in the high of pleasure, being with a female I always remember to put a condom on. The last thing I needed was some female coming and knocking on my pack's gates carrying a pup and saying it is mine. Had one try once, but they failed, of course.

I shift her back onto my lap and take a deep breath. I sigh in relief as her scent would tell me if she was close to her heat, which she is not, so I am safe. I then smile to myself as I lean down to pick up her ruined panties off the floor next to my foot and put them in my pants pocket. I then tighten my arms around her as I pick her up, carry her out of the dance club and get into my limo.

I hold her in my arms and think about the pleasure we just shared and the sparks that are still running over my skin at the touch of hers. I decided to take her home to my apartment where we can have more privacy with just us, not wanting to let her go just yet or freak her out in the morning by taking her back to the pack.

I lay her on the bed and then go for a shower before pulling on some boxers and climbing into the bed next to her. The room is dark and my boxers don’t last on long as Raoul practically purrs as she stirs and I find myself sliding my extremely hard cock back inside her, making her moan softly and I groan at the pure pleasure.

I then proceed to make love to her over and over again throughout the night until I collapse over her and then move next to her pulling her tight into my body with one final deep breath of her wonderful scent I finally allow exhaustion to take me into the darkness of sleep.

With the thought that this is one night I won’t ever forget and would love to repeat over and over again.