Wolves were supposed to mate for life. Nick hadn’t bought her to mate with. He’d only bought her for sex, and he was getting that without any fuss.
Stop thinking too much. Love has never entered the equation, and it shouldn’t now.
She watched him shed his skin and become a wolf. Heat filled her core at the sight of his amazing dark amber wolf. He waited for her to become a wolf. Staring up at the sky she closed her eyes and turned into her wolf.
When she turned with her old pack, their thoughts were always hurtful, which was why she’d always tried to run away from them.
“You’re so beautiful. I should have known your wolf would be a dark red color.”
Clara took off away from him.
“You’re red all over, baby.”
“Stop it and run.”
“Whatever my lady wishes.”
He ran beside her. The fresh air, along with the scent of the surrounding woodland, was heady. Her body was different, no longer innocent. The freedom to run without fear of what others said made the whole experience amazing.
“This is your life, Clara.”
“I know.”
He nudged her with his snout. “No, this is your life. The freedom to run when you wish. I’ll be with you every step of the way.”
“What are you saying?”
“Stay with me, willingly, and I’ll give you everything your heart desires.”
Clara cut off all hope. With them both in their wolf forms Nick would be able to hear her feelings of hope when it came to their relationship.
“Okay, I promise, I won’t leave or run away.”
She’d give them a chance.
Chapter Eleven
Nick leaned back in his office chair smiling. Another week had passed since he’d claimed Clara’s virginity. Every morning he woke her up either licking her pu**y or f**king her. She never complained, giving him everything he required. When he got home at night, he was met with a warm, naked, welcoming female and a good meal. He’d also stopped trapping her within the house. When he left the doors and windows open he’d spent the day at the office panicking in case she left him.
Clara had surprised him with lunch at the office. Since then, he loved waiting for her to visit him. Today, he was too f**king horny. The following week was the full moon, and he was in the mood to f**k. Most of his thoughts were focused on the ability to f**k. His c**k was in a constant state of hardness even when she wasn’t around. Clara didn’t help. She was as bad as he was when it came to sex.
There were a few times he woke up to find her sucking him off. The woman was insatiable, and he was more than happy to let her experiment on him. He caught her watching the p**n channel as well. If he reaped the rewards, he really didn’t care.
Checking the time, he saw she’d be arriving in ten minutes. Buzzing his personal assistant he ordered her to keep Clara waiting but to let him know she arrived.
He returned his attention to the computer screen, reading through the latest email of a company he bought. Work was not interesting to him at all, but he forced himself to get through it. Clara turned up within ten minutes, and he scented her need for him as well. Licking his lips, he waited a few minutes before going to his door.
She sat in one of the waiting chairs. Her smile was a thing of beauty when she turned it toward him.
Nodding at his personal assistant he led Clara into his office. Closing and locking the door, he put the basket of food on the floor and pinned her against it.
“You took too f**king long,” he said, sliding a hand underneath the yellow summer dress she wore. He found her na**d flesh, no panties to stop his search.
“Please, Nick, I need you.”
Waiting was not on his agenda. His c**k was threatening to burst from his trousers. Lifting her up, he steadied her ass with a hand holding her there. “Undo my pants and pull my c**k out.”
He kept hold of her as she started to work free his trousers. Her hands were shaking, but she got him out.
Taking over, he pushed her hands out of the way and ordered her to hold up her dress. Nick found her wet heat, fit the tip of his c**k to her pu**y, and glided in easily. She groaned, and he covered her mouth to stop her from making too much noise. His personal assistant wasn’t a wolf, but he did work with men who’d be able to hear her.
Stepping to the right, he pulled out of her heat to slam back inside. They were no longer against the door, and the wall would muffle the sounds of her pleasured cries.
She licked his palm. He kept her mouth covered as he f**ked her tight pu**y. No matter how many times he took her, she always seemed tighter than ever before.
“Pull your tits out for me to see.”
Her arousal was driving him wild. There was no control over his response to her. She took all of his cock.
Every ripple had him panting for more.
“So f**king tight and wet,” he said, pounding away.
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 pu**y 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.