The Alpha's Virgin Possession(28)
She held onto his shoulders, growing closer to her own orgasm.
“Touch yourself, stroke your clit, baby. Let me feel you come all over my dick.”
He felt her fingers stroking between them. When he got home tonight he would make her finger her sweet pussy on the coffee table while he watched. The night was all their own after dinner. Nick wanted to try some other things with her.
The instant her cunt tightened around him, Nick found his own release exploding within her. His scent filled her along with his cum. Any male wolf would know she belonged to another male.
When he was finished pouring his seed into her waiting body he helped her to her feet.
His seed escaped, and he grabbed some tissues from his desk to clean most of the mess away. She stayed still as he attended to her.
“How is your day?” he asked.
Clara laughed. “Shouldn’t you have asked me that before you screwed me against the door?”
Nick laughed. He loved hearing the sound of her happiness. “I screwed you against the wall, not the door. I imagine I’d have embarrassed us all. I don’t want to test the strength of the door.”
“I can see that.” She took a seat opposite his desk with her lunch basket in her lap. “I went shopping with the card you left me.”
“Where did you go?” he asked.
He had also given her the codes to buy books online. Yesterday he found a three figure bill from her purchase of books alone. Nick wasn’t going to complain. Many women wouldn’t have been satisfied unless they were given jewelry.
“I went to the supermarket, looked at the meat and hated the sight and smell before finding a local butcher. I’ve struck a deal with him for organic meat. We’ll be eating a lot better before you know it.” She placed some vegetable slaw, chicken, and potato salad onto his desk. Nick loved her cooking and wasn’t going to complain.
Dean had also tasted her food and hated him for getting her raw talent.
“I’ve also baked a chocolate cake to keep you going until the end of the day.”
He stared at the beauty before him.
“What else did you do, or is that it, food shopping?”
“I like food shopping. I cut some roses out of the garden for the table. I thought the house was looking a little bland and decided to add a splash of color.” She did him a plate then herself one.
Nick kept his gaze on her. She was so sweet. Thinking about his need to claim her, he opened his mouth about to talk when a knock sounded on his door. His personal assistant would have buzzed him if it had been her.
Irritated that he’d been interrupted before he began, he got to his feet toward the door. He unlocked and opened it, seeing Dean looking concerned. “What is it?” Nick asked.
Dean looked into the room seeing Clara. “You need to get rid of her.”
“What? Why?”
“The collective of alphas are here. Mark has been arrested along with many of the men selling women for money. Shit is about to hit the fan.”
Clara was already cleaning away their lunch. Cursing, he watched her pack everything as the men of the collective alphas walked off the elevator. He counted five men. They were not all there. In fact, he saw at least one missing. Riley was the name, the one who had forced the issue of Nick’s outlawed status.
“Too late.”
“Dean, I see you’ve already informed Nick of our visit.”
Nick recognized the man who spoke as Charles, one of the oldest men of the group. He didn’t look a day over forty, but Nick knew he was close to seventy years of age.
“What warning? Dean was arranging to come to my house for dinner tonight. Clara’s an amazing cook, and he is always looking for an excuse to visit.” He gave Dean a pointed look, entering the office. Clara stood by his desk with a smile plastered to her face.
The five men entered his office as Dean took a seat.
“I’ll see you at home tonight. I’ll do my famous chicken curry,” Clara said. She was nervous. Reaching out, he held her face, slamming his lips down on hers. Nick kissed the life out of her smelling her arousal when he was finished
“Baby, everything about you is famous.”
“Who is this?” Charles asked.
“I’m his girlfriend. It’s a pleasure to have met you all.”
Clara made her excuses. Charles wasn’t having any of it. “You’re a female wolf who hasn’t been outlawed. Why are you with Nick?”
She turned her gaze to his before looking back at the large man. He watched her tug her arm out of his hold.
“I’m in love with him. You have no right to insult him in his own building. Even the collective of alphas are not above showing respect.” She turned back to him.