Chapter 8

Damien

Jenn’s orange eyes looked up at me from under my desk as I leaned back in the plush brown leather chair placing my hands behind my head. A low growl formed in my chest as she ran her tongue along the underside of my hardening cock and wrapped her lips around the tip, licking off a little cum that was starting to seep through the tip. I groaned and she seductively grinned from between my legs. “You like that, Sir?” she purred.

I reached down and grabbed her dark braided hair, pushing her mouth deeper as she hungrily lapped and sucked my member. Her breasts hung down, slapping my inner thighs as her head moved up and down. I gripped the collar around her neck and pushed her deep as I thrust up, filling her mouth while I moaned with my climax. With just the right amount of suction, she pulled me deeper while I finished and happily drank my cum down.

I pulled her naked, slim body onto my lap, and wiped the corners of her mouth with my thumb, then placed it in her mouth. She smiled at me, and curled her head into my chest.

“Damien, when are you going to mark me?” she looked up at me and turned her head to the side, pushing her neck and shoulder toward my mouth.

“I’m not,” I said, pushing her away, “You are well aware of our… arrangement. This is fun, but you are not my mate.”

“Hmph,” she stood up and folded her arms like a petulant child.

“Jenn, you can’t be serious,” I scolded as she stuck out her bottom lip.

“Why can’t I be serious? I want to be your Luna,” she pouted.

“This is not up for debate, but by all means, continue with your tantrum,” I goaded, looking forward to what would come next.

“But Damien, what we have is –”

“Special?” I scoffed, “And it’s not… special … with the others who provide me company?” I questioned, motioning to the collar she wore, a warning to others to stay away.

“I am special,” she said, “You like me the best.” She wasn’t wrong. She was my favorite fuck, but she wasn’t my mate. She, like the others, were just something to do to pass the time. “And for me to unleash my wolf,” Sargon reminded.

“Why not just mark me, and then if you find your mate, we can break the bond?”

“That’s not how it works, and you know it. I warned you to stop acting like a child,” I said as I pulled her by her waist and laid her across my lap, with her buttocks lifted in the air. I brought my hand up, and with a swift motion brought it down on her exposed bare ass. She yelped. For good measure, I repeated the punishment twice more, leaving three red handprints on her perfect olive skin.

After the third smack, I rubbed the welts and pushed my middle and index finger between her legs. She was dripping with arousal. As I slid my fingers in and out of her wet pussy, I felt my wolf’s hunger return and my cock begin to lengthen again. “Mmmm,” she moaned.

I moved her off my lap, and spun her to face my desk. My hands travelled up her waist and stomach to her firm, small but nice breasts. I squeezed her nipples between my index and middle fingers as I massaged them and kissed her neck. I pushed her forward, bending her onto my desk and knelt down to lap up the wetness between her legs.

My tongue licked along her slit gently at first, then I sucked deep on the lips, tugging them with my teeth. She gasped, and I buried my tongue deep in her. Her gasps turned to groans as I ran a hand up her thigh, around the red marks on her ass cheek, and pushed my thumb into her ass while I licked and nuzzled into her. “Please,” she begged, “Please, sir, fuck me hard. I need it.”

I moved my hand to her hair and lowered myself on her back, putting my head next to her ear, “I give the commands.” Then I nipped her ear then smacked her ass once more then pushed my length into her deep as I gripped her hips, guiding them back and forth on me. I pushed deeper and harder, feeling her muscles tighten around my cock. Her breaths became ragged and were replaced by screams of ecstasy as she neared her climax.

Suddenly, the screams were replaced by a knock at the office door and my Beta entered. “Can’t you hear I’m busy?” I called.

“Alpha, the cars are waiting, we need to start the journey to Iceclaw. Apologies for…erm…interrupting, sir.”

I pulled out of Jenn’s tight pussy, my cock dripping with her moisture. Glumly, she stood up, and I spun her toward me. “Do not touch that until I return,” I said, running my fingers between her legs,”I want you ready for me when I come back.”

“Yes, Sir,” she obeyed, and as she walked away, I slapped her ass once more for good measure.

“Let’s go get this over with,” I said, tucking my cock into my pants.