Chapter 9
Hunter
Fate hadn’t blessed me like this in a hot damn minute. I’d noticed her the second she walked in the door all alone, looking radiant in blue and gold.
The tremble of her body beneath my hands was intoxicating, and I was eager to indulge in her.
“Come with me.” Not many people could access this floor, but better to not take the risk of being interrupted. I slipped my hands into hers and pulled her along to my office. Her skin was soft against mine, and I was more than ready to find out if she was that soft everywhere else.
“Breaking and entering?” she asked when I pulled out my key.
“Hardly breaking if I have the key.”
Did she not know who I was?
I swung open the door and she stepped inside, surveying the space that was, in my opinion, tastefully decorated.
The record label was my home away from home, and I had tried to make it comfortable.
It had open space, plenty of seating, and a hint of old-world charm, with vibrant color set against warm wood shelving.
“Is this the big boss’s office?”
“Yep, it is.”
“Are you sure you’re not going to get fired for being in here?”
I barked a laugh. “My job is pretty secure.”
“Yeah? What do you do?”
I shrugged. “What if I like being mysterious?”
“I’ll allow it, but only because you’re cute.”
I laughed, trying not to puff up like a peacock at her compliment. “So, what’s your name?”
“Maybe I like being mysterious too.”
Her blue eyes widened as I got back up in her personal space and laid my hands on her hips. She was a fair bit taller than most omegas I had encountered, but the sweetness that lingered in the air around her gave away her designation.
“I’ll allow it,” I parroted, “but only because you’re cute.”
Before I could wonder whether she was ready to push things further, she surged up on her toes and hooked her arm behind my neck. Her mouth on mine had me groaning.
Hats off to my tailor for making incredibly strong seams that were holding their own against my cock trying to bust through them to get to her.
She climbed me like a fucking tree, and I almost came on the spot when she locked her ankles behind my back.
I held on tight, trying to navigate the room and kiss her with equal finesse.
Yanking the cords out of my monitors let me shove them to the side so I could park her lush ass on the desk.
The new angle let me grind between her thighs, and I drank down each of her delicious whimpers.
I couldn’t reach the fucking lights from there, and I wanted to see all of her. Scooping her up, I transferred us to my designer bathroom, illuminating us. Perched on my imported marble sink, she looked like a goddess.
“Faster,” she breathed and leaned back, bracing her weight with her hands and lifting her hips.
I got the message quickly enough and shoved up her dress before tugging down her panties that were little more than strings.
She ground out the demand again, her sweet peony scent filling the air.
It hit me like a brick to the face, and I wrestled open my pants, shoving down my underwear so my cock could meet the blazing heat of her.
“Fuck.” I braced one arm around her hips and planted my other hand on the mirror behind her.
I’d been with my fair share of gorgeous women, and thought I’d been prepared for this one, but I was high as a kite breathing her in.
She whimpered and used her heels like pins against my ass cheeks to get me going.
“You’d better move those shoe needles, princess, or this is gonna be a slow ride. ”
With a quick adjustment, she propped them on my lower back instead, crossing her ankles so I didn’t risk impalement.
I fucked hard into her, rewarded with her moan and her pussy clenching around me.
She took each thrust like she was made for it and writhed in my arms, shaking and squirming like she was going to burst any second.
I was just happy to be here. All of her luscious curves pressed against me, and the snug welcoming heat of her cunt was an invitation I was incapable of refusing.
She was as soft as she’d looked. I was doomed. Simple as that.
Golden hair cascaded down her back, and she helpfully tipped her head so I could kiss her throat, sucking a mark onto the scent gland that had her detonating around me. She bit down hard on my shoulder, the fabric of my shirt muffling her scream.
I wasn’t ready to stop yet, and neither was she, if the frantic pawing and digging of her nails into my ass was a reasonable indication. I hadn’t had a good fuck in too long, and I wasn’t about to let this one leave disappointed.
I collected her moans like trophies. Hoarding them onto a shelf in my head, I put every ounce of energy into my hips, desperate to gather as many as possible. I wedged my fingers between us, and while she didn’t like the forced distance, the complaint in her eyes vanished when I found her clit.
How was she this beautiful? Maybe Aphrodite herself had manifested at my party, though I wasn’t nearly vain enough to consider that as fact, and I wasn’t about to risk cursing her with a goddess’s wrath by saying it out loud.
I’d read enough mythology to know that was a terrible idea, even if I wasn’t sold on the actual existence of deities.
If they did exist, I was pretty confident I held one in my arms right now.
My hips stuttered when I coaxed her over the edge again, her pussy grabbing so tightly, I was forced to still. Her scream was in surround sound, echoing off the tiled walls, like I was graced with a dozen of her.
I eased back in slowly, still teasing her, but at a speed more suited to play than being dedicated to getting her off. “You want my knot, princess?”
She shuddered, opening those baby blues. “Is that your way of saying you’re close?”
“I’ve been ready to spill since I laid eyes on you, but yes. I need to know where you want me to finish.”
I shivered when she pulled me in, nipping my earlobe before her whisper sent goose bumps down my arms. “Give me all you’ve got.”
Having the permission broke down the dam of my self control.
Her gasp sent lightning down my spine, and I earned myself another whimper, as I hit the speed and force I actually craved.
Touching her in any capacity was perfection, but seeing the look on her face and hearing each broken sound as I fucked in hard and deep was unrivaled.
“Oh god,” she choked out, clinging to me like I was the one anchor in the world she needed.
Talk about a fucking ego boost.
“That’s my good girl. Taking exactly what she asked for.” I punctuated each word with a thrust, letting myself slowly climb the peak so I’d be able to bury my knot in this beauty.
Her sounds got more and more unruly the closer I got. When I fucked in to the hilt, I pressed her legs wide open against me, and my knot swelled. I could’ve sworn people all the way downstairs heard her when she came.
“Holy shit.” She was gasping, struggling to catch her breath.
I eased us into a more comfortable position, letting her lean against the mirror. Her mouth was impossibly sweet, and I savored that particular treat with slow sweeps and nips of her plump lips.
“Okay, I get it.” She laughed. “You know how to kiss.”
I laughed too, sneaking in another. She melted beautifully when I focused back on her throat, sampling the expanse of the skin.
“This might be the prettiest bathroom I’ve ever been fucked in.”
“Pays to sleep with the boss.”
She froze, every inch of her tensing. “The what?”
“You really didn’t know, did you?” I preened. I didn’t love that she was upset over my identity, but I was a fan of my bank account not being what attracted her to me.
“How the fuck would I know? Do you own this place? Oh god. Meadow is going to kill me.” She groaned, covering her face with both hands. “That’s not even true. She’s going to be disappointed, and that’s worse.”
“Meadow Reed?”
“Of course that Meadow. How many are there in this industry? I can’t believe I slept with her pack’s boss.”
“Would it make it better or worse if you told her you didn’t know who I was beforehand?”
“Bold of you to think that could possibly make it better. Meadow doesn’t slut-shame, but you can tell it doesn’t compute.”
“Ah,” I said slowly. “Less kink-shame, and more kink-wonder-why?”
“Exactly.” My nameless omega beauty huffed. “What if we don’t say anything? If no one saw us leave, and no one sees us come back together, then we should be free and clear, right? We can pretend we’re strangers if they ever introduce us.”
I held back my flinch. I didn’t want her to know how much it cut that she would consider that option.
If that was what she needed, I wasn’t going to be an asshole and refuse.
Much as I craved exploring this connection, I simply couldn’t keep someone who didn’t want to be kept.
That was my fault for not checking expectations.
Not that I had been on the lookout for someone to keep; I’d just hoped she wouldn’t be so eager to distance herself from me.
If that’s what was going to happen, I might as well make the most of it.
“There’s still a couple more hours of the party,” I said softly. “If the damage is already done, there should be no harm indulging a little longer.”
She blinked up at me, chewing her lip. “Meaning?”
“Meaning, I think before you go back down there, you deserve to get eaten out on the big boss’s desk.”
Her laugh was swallowed up by a kiss she pulled me into. “I think you might be right.”