Chapter 171

My legs are wrapped around Beau’s waist. My arms are over his shoulders. Both of his hands are cupping my ass, at least until we come to a door. Then, we have to break, so that he can throw it open. When we are inside, he turns us. He slams the door closed, then pushes me up against it.

His mouth covers mine and he kisses the breath straight out of my lungs.

My brain is awash under pleasure and bliss. I struggle to keep my head above water.

But I reason, haven’t I been thinking enough? What would it hurt to let myself go? To grab hold of this pleasure and lose sight of everything else for a while.

Beau and I are here. We’re hot for each other. Would it be so bad to take what I wanted, to hell with all else? Especially with Beau so eager and ready to give.

I peek open my eyes to take in the sight of our surroundings. We’re in a small office. There’s a ledger on the desk as well as a cup with a few pens inside. It’s a simple kind of room with a bookcase on the far side. A window looks like it should be connected to the outside, but the blinds are closed. Sunlight beats down on them, giving them a glow.

Beau bites at my bottom lip, dragging my attention back to him. His eyes are so heated, I feel like I might burst into flames.

“I’m going to lick every square inch of your body,” he growls.

Gods, yes. “Please.”

“Take your top off,” he says. He leans back a little. His pelvis keeps me pinned to the door.

I reach down and yank off my tank top. He didn’t ask me to remove my bra, but I pull that off too. To hell with these barriers between us. I want his mouth on my tits asap.

He laughs at my haste. “So eager to have your tits sucked?”

I want him to get on with it. I card my fingers through his hair and tug a little.

His grin is catlike, wide and mischievous. “Maybe I should make you beg?”

“Is that what you want?” I ask. I’m willing to do whatever it takes to get his mouth on me as soon as possible.

“I’d rather have you moaning,” he said. His eyes fell to my breasts, and that’s the last warning I get before he dips his head forward, captures one nipple in his mouth and sucks like he’s trying to pull my soul out of me through my tit.

My mouth falls open, my cry is garbled, caught up in the pleasure. I drop my head back with a plunk against the door.

Beau showcases his many mouth-related talents. He laps at my nipples, teasing first one and then the other. The one that doesn’t have the mouth’s attention, he lifts a hand and rolls it between his thumb and forefinger. It’s enough to make a girl wild.

My panties are so wet, they are soaked straight through. My shorts are damp too. Beau must be able to smell it, because it the next instant, I’m suddenly not against the door anymore.

Beau, his dick hard and pushing against my thigh, waddle-walks toward the desk. The ledger and the pen holder and pens all wind up on the floor, scattered after Beau waves one strong arm across the desk.

Then, at once, my back hits the desk none-too-gentle. I don’t mind it rough right now. I like it, in fact, with the promise of what’s to come.

My legs dangle over the edge of the desk. Beau immediately drops to his knees in the space between them. He presses his mouth to the apex of my thighs and licks at my pussy through my clothes.

“Holy fuck,” I say, breathless and panting. I grab at the sides of the desk, holding on for dear life before I shoot straight up into outer space.

Beau nuzzles me for a moment longer, growling against me, before he turns and lightly bites at the meat of my thigh.

He grumbles a few times before I realize he’s trying to form words.

“Have you thought… about… giving yourself to me…?” he manages to ask. His voice is wrecked, lust-rough and deep. It makes me want to jump off the table and rip his clothes off.

I clutch the sides of the desk harder, so hard they start to creak. I don’t have Alpha strength, or even werewolf strength, but my fucking horniness is giving me superpowers.

I think of Beau plunging his dick into my folds. He’s an expert at sex. He’d make it feel good. I bet he can move his hips just right and –

But…

Am I ready for that?

Am I sure I want it to be Beau?

I’m leaving so soon. A week and a half.

Will I regret this when I’m gone?

I don’t know. I don’t know, and it’s so hard to think when I want Beau to touch me.

Fortunately, Beau with his experience can sense my hesitation. “Forget it,” he says. “I’d rather eat out this pussy anyway.”

He threads his fingers under the waistband of my shorts and tugs them and my panties down, down, down, over my thighs, past my knees, and clean off my feet. Then he chucks them over shoulder, lines himself back between my legs, and surges forward with his mouth.

His tongue finds my clit with expert precision, and this time, I buck off the desk. His hands fall onto my hips, pinning me down.

I bite back my moans and shouts, not wanting the others to know.

Beau laughs against my pussy, and the vibrations nearly send me bucking again.

“This room is sound proofed,” he says, then latches his lips around my clit.

This time, I scream.

“Beau!”

Minutes, hours, days later, I have been sated beyond reason. I’ve officially cum five times, I think, or maybe six. I was certainly lost for a while there.

Beau himself has come twice, once on his own while pleasuring me, and the other with help from my hand. His spent shot so high, it hit my chin.

Now, he is beside me on top of the desk. We are spooning, with me cradled up into the fold on his embrace, my back to his chest.

He nuzzles happily at the back of my neck, rubbing against me like a cat would. Though I imagine he’s scenting me some. Hopefully Archer and Neil don’t mind overmuch. Neil used to like scenting me too.

“We should get back soon,” I whisper. The room is soundproof but the quiet is too comfortable, too soft. I don’t want to break it.

“In a while.” He tightens his hold on my waist. I feel melded to him, like we might become one if we stay like this long enough.

“The others will worry.”

“They’ll know you are with me,” he says and kisses a bump of my spine.

I smile a little. “The others will worry.”

He laughs. “Fair.” His kiss on my neck deepens. Now he’s sucking in a mark. When it’s made, he licks over it, soothing the slight pain. “But I’m not done with you yet.”

Then he releases his hold to crawl over me. His mouth descends on mine and my body catches fire once more.