chapter 40

I drop to my knees, shifting closer to him when he widens his legs.

When he’s made space for me, I lean forward to press my lips to the crown of his erection, lapping at him hungrily.

Beneath me he stills, and I feel the lightest brush of his fingers in my hair.

Since I’ve never done anything like this before, I’m going into it blind, but I try not to let it distract me as lowering my mouth over him, I take as much of his length in my mouth as I can.

There’s a low hiss from above me, and not taking my mouth away, I raise my head and meet his gaze as I work my mouth up and down his shaft. I love the way he’s staring down at me. As if I’ve stunned him into silence, and he can’t believe I’m doing this and doesn’t want me to stop. And there’s a slight tremor I feel in the grip he has on the back of my head.

I love that too.

So, I don’t stop.

I glide up and down, lapping at the tip of him when more of the salty liquid splashes on my tongue before I’m sliding back down as far as I can go, learning by the tightening of his hand in my hair what I’m doing right.

“I have to go,” Dayne snaps, and just like that he’s thumping the phone on the desk above me. At the same time, there’s a knock on the office door.

“Dayne?” It’s Luka.

“What?” Dayne’s voice is harsher than usual, but since he always sounds like he’s growling, it’s not all that noticeable.

I suck harder, trying to make him lose control, and at his sudden gasping breath, I know I’ve come close and smile around him.

“He’s here,” Luka calls out.

I lose myself in trying to draw more of Dayne’s release from him, and I lift a hand to the base of him, lightly squeezing and rolling him in my hand as I continue to suck with growing confidence.

Dayne plunges both hands in my hair and he holds me still, my mouth buried deep around his cock, almost but not quite choking.

“Come in.”

What?

I try to pull back as someone shoves the door open, but I don’t get far with Dayne’s tight grip locking me to him.

Then I do something I should’ve done the second I heard the knock on the office door, something I should have been paying attention to if I hadn’t been so concerned with bringing Dayne to orgasm with my mouth alone.

I use my nose.

Fisher. It’s Luka and Fisher at the office door.

I glare up at Dayne, my mouth still full of him, and he meets my gaze steadily.

He did this on purpose. Made me aroused. Turned my attention to his cock, all so he could prove to Fisher and me that I’m his. And what better to do that than to have me sucking his dick right in front of Fisher?

Luckily for me, Dayne’s desk is so big there’s not a hope in hell of someone being able to spot me tucked under it from the doorway.

Unless Dayne were to tell them I was there, or they were a shifter.

One sniff and they’d not only know Dayne wasn’t alone in his office, but also what they’d just walked into.

Briefly, I shut my eyes at the thought of Luka knowing I’m giving his alpha a blowjob.

“Dayne, you okay? Luka said you wanted to talk to me…” Fisher sounds confused to be at the house, and I guess that means his visit up here is a rare one.

“Just wanted to thank you and your dad for looking out for Talis.”

I lift my head, but Dayne’s hand in my hair stops me from going too far. It’s just enough for me to breathe, but not enough to take my mouth away from him.

If I wasn’t so terrified of what he’d do to me, I’d bite his fucking dick off.

“It’s no big deal. She seemed a little lost. I wouldn’t mind saying hi if she’s around…” Fisher sounds like he’s looking around, and I shut my eyes in shame.

God. If he knew where I was, or what I was doing…

“She’s in the middle of something she can’t walk away from right now. But not to worry, I’ll be sure to let her know you stopped by.” There’s a smile in Dayne’s voice he doesn’t hide, even though it must leave Fisher confused about what he finds so funny.

I can’t fucking believe this is happening. And with the way Dayne is holding me against him, he doesn’t seem to be in a hurry to put an end to my shame.

Worst of all, he’s still hard in my mouth. I take a second to consider that.

He’s still hard.

Which means he still wants this. So, to end this, I have to stop him from being hard. If I make him lose control… he’d have to send Fisher away, and then this humiliation can be over.

But I don’t know the first thing about giving oral sex. Everything I’ve been doing has been through instinct alone.

Is instinct going to be enough to push Dayne over the edge?

Still, Dayne made me lose control in the bathroom. Surely, I can take what he did to my breasts, and do the same to him. It can’t be all that different, can it?

Drawing in a deep breath, I hold it and swallow Dayne so deep, the end of his cock slides down my throat, and I feel him thrust against me. As if he can’t quite help himself.

Lifting my head, I let him feel the very edge of my teeth before I plunge my head back down. Deeper this time, humming lightly when he’s back in my throat.

He makes a strangled sound.

“You okay, man?” It’s Fisher.

“Good,” Dayne chokes out, “just need ”

I slide one hand to the base of his shaft, using both hand and mouth on him as I suck harder. The grip in my hair turns painful.

At the sound of his gasp and the feel of him throbbing, I smile around him.

“I’ll see you out,” Luka says, reminding me it isn’t just Fisher there.

Even before the office door slams shut, Dayne’s hands are moving my head up and down his cock with increasing desperation as he grunts.

He manages three hard, sharp thrusts into my mouth, and then his harsh groan fills the room and his hands are tight in my hair, back bowing as he jerks, and my mouth is suddenly full of the musky, rich taste of him.

I swallow everything he has to give me.

When the pressure in my hair eases, I rise and find him fighting for breath in his office chair.

Wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, I snatch up the plate and cup and storm out, dodging Dayne’s attempt to grab me.

“Talis ”

“Too slow, alpha,” I say, knowing he’s going to need at least a minute, likely more to recover, going by the intensity of his shuddering release.

He won’t be coming after me. Not yet, at least. I slip out of the office.

And am confronted by the rest of the pack staring at me from the kitchen door.

“Did he like the milk and cookies?” Regan asks, looking and sounding far too innocent for me to believe she doesn’t know what’s just happened in the office.

“Yeah. I think he’s gone down for a nap now.”

Ignoring the splutter of choked laughter as I pass them, I try to look relaxed as if I’m not aware Dayne could appear behind me at any moment.

After dumping the plate and cup in the sink, I tear the apron off me, leaving me in my usual outfit of jeans and t-shirt, before I slip out of the back sliding doors and into the forests.

I need to breathe. And I need time to come down from this aroused state Dayne has left me in, and the forest is the perfect place to do both.