13. Rowan
Rowan
“It was pretty wild, actually. Nix, like growled at him. And, I mean, I’m extremely grateful since the guy was creepy, but I’ve never seen him like that.”
We were supposed to be discussing finances and my clinic, but talking with Grey was easy. Sitting in the comfy armchair on the other side of his desk, I felt rather peaceful. So, the topic turned to my time with Nix.
Grey smirked as he set down the paperwork he’d been helping me sort out and leaned back. “I’ve known Nix for a long time. Of all the things that can actually set the guy off, someone encroaching on what’s his is definitely one of them.”
My cheeks heated as I remembered Nix kissing me. He’d backed me up against his truck right there in the parking lot and made out with me, like his life had depended on it. It had been… incredible.
“I won’t lie, I find I’m rather jealous of my clanmate.”
After a moment, Grey leaned forward, resting his elbows on the desk as I stared at him from across the short distance.
The office was suddenly very hot, and I shot a quick glance at the door.
Everyone else had gone. We’d been doing paperwork for so long that it was now evening.
His eyes seemed to gleam, and I could hear my heart pitter-patter faster and louder.
“He got another kiss?” Grey licked his lips, his eyes flicking to my mouth, and I swallowed hard. “And where’s mine?”
That actually made me laugh, releasing the building tension. I pushed out of the chair and reached across the desk to plant a quick peck on his cheek. Though I knew that wasn’t what he was looking for, for some reason, I felt like teasing him.
“There ya go.” I grinned, loving the face Grey made, all narrowed eyes and playful menace.
“You really think I’m going to let you get away with that?” He slipped his fingers under my chin so I couldn’t back away. I mean, of course I could, but the intent was there, and those sparkling blue eyes locked me in place.
“I gave you a kiss,” I countered, steering headlong into malicious compliance because, apparently, I was feeling a bit bratty.
“That was not a kiss.” Grey surged upward, practically climbing onto the desk as he pulled me forward, wrapping a hand around the back of my neck. “This is a kiss.”
His lips crashed onto mine, and goddamn, he was right.
That was a kiss, the way he claimed my mouth, his tongue exploring mine.
I was already on the edge, and all he’d done was kiss me.
He was damn good at it, though, and a little moan left me as we perched on top of the desk, utterly lost in each other.
It was the second time I was making out with one of the Alphas, like I was a teenager fooling around with my boyfriend, in the space of a few days, and I had to admit that I adored it. Hell, I was enjoying myself so much, I wanted more.
And I’m not in public this time.
I pulled Grey closer, wrapping my arms around his neck. After a moment, I held on to him as I looked over at the door. “That’s locked, right?”
He cocked an amused brow at me as he shook his dark locks out of his eyes. “Yes, why?”
I wanted to throw caution to the wind. With all my pent-up emotions, a deep-seated need was growing inside me. I wanted these Alphas, and I was done denying myself. What was wrong with indulging a little? I was already heading down a slippery slope; maybe it was time for me to enjoy it.
“Remember the night of the pack flight? Well, Orsen, Nix, and I…” I trailed off.
His eyes widened, hands tightening around me. “Tell me more,” he insisted with a hungry look. We were both bent over the desk to reach one another, and I wanted to be closer to him.
“Orsen used his tongue on me, while Nix was ever so helpful,” I said, biting my lip. “Only, since then, I’ve wanted more. We’re alone. There’s no melting ice cream, and I’ve been worked up for too damn long.”
I released Grey so I could circle his desk and meet him on the other side. As he turned to face me, I pressed myself against him, wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling him in close.
“Don’t leave me hanging, Greylen. I need you.”
Grey’s eyes flared, but it was like I’d flipped a switch. He focused on me intently, yanking me against him as a low growl rumbled in his chest, one I could feel when we touched.
“You sure about that, Rowan?” He swept his fingers from my cheek to my hair, working through the strands in a way that immediately made me moan.
“I’m more than happy to do whatever you want right now, but I also know that I’ve been dying for a taste of you again.
I might not be what you’d call gentle. It’s been… a while.”
My heart thumped against my ribs, and I sucked in a shaky breath.
Grey’s eyes sparkled. There was this thrumming energy between us, something invisible pulling me toward him.
I’d felt safe with Grey every time we were together.
He was a quiet, constant presence, one that felt deep yet surprisingly fast, like a river.
I nodded. “Please. I don’t want to resist this. I want you… I want you… to fuck me.”
Lightning fast, he pounced, his mouth claiming mine. That rumbling growl vibrated now, and I moaned against his lips as he went for my shirt, gathering up the fabric until he squeezed my breast, making me shiver. His fingers mapped my chest, softly, then firmer.
It wasn’t enough. Grabbing his hips, I turned us so he was backed up against his desk, then pushed him lightly.
“Lie down,” I instructed.
When he did what I asked without complaint, the sense of power it gave me was heady. My hands fisted in his shirt, yanking at the damn buttons, trying to get them loose. I loved the way he looked, but I wanted to touch him everywhere.
Grey, sensing my urgency, reached for the lapels of his shirt and tore the thing open before leaning up to roughly hoist my tee over my head, leaving me in just my bra.
I laughed against his mouth as he pulled me down and kissed me again. The impressive thickness of his erection pressed against me as I crawled onto the desk, my knees on either side of his hips.
Silently, I was thanking the gods that he had a big desk. More room for activities.
“Well, so much for that shirt.” I giggled, the happiness bubbling in my chest impossible to ignore.
Laughing, Greylen grinned up at me, squeezing my breast again. “I’m a dragon, sweetheart. I go through shirts like it’s nothing.”
Smiling like an idiot, I crashed onto the desk with him, running my hands over Grey’s sculpted chest as I kissed him, using my other hand to find his pants and begin unbuttoning them.
I was driven by some aching force I hadn’t felt before, the need to have this incredible man inside me so strong that I felt like I was losing my mind. But I didn’t care.
I wanted Grey, and I wanted him immediately.
Getting his belt off, I flung it behind me, where it clattered onto the ground. Grey’s button and zipper came down easily, and I reached inside his pants, taking hold of him hurriedly.
Oh, holy shit.
What I circled my hand around would have most women cowering in the corner, but my core clenched, clamping down on nothing at the thought of how he would feel.
I was already wet, but that one touch sent my arousal into overdrive.
Right at his base was that thicker ring of muscle I knew of but had never seen up close. Not that I could remember, anyway.
A knot.
It was hard to wrap my mind around the fact that I had fucked anyone before, because I didn’t remember it, but my hesitation had all vanished, replaced by desperate need. What was the point in being anxious?
“Rowan…” Grey groaned, his eyes rolling back as I stroked him, utterly fascinated by his impressive length. After my need was a little more sated, I was going to have to give it a closer investigation. “Goddamn, you feel incredible.”
Well, if that didn’t make me feel like a million bucks, I didn’t know what would. I smiled, sliding my hand up and down the long length of his shaft. Scooting back, I let my feet hit the floor, giving me an excellent view of the man spread out before me.
I leaned forward, blowing over the glistening tip as I stepped off the desk.
With him still in hand, I worked his erection as I used my other hand to shove my pants down.
I started with little teasing licks, rubbing my thumb across his opening.
When I finally had my bottoms off, panties included, I took Grey into my mouth.
“Fuuuuck,” he hissed, his hands going to my hair, squeezing the roots as I sucked him, gently at first and then harder. His taste was musky, but also very Grey, that bright, fresh scent that clung to him.
I kept going, kept working him up until Grey growled, sitting up to hoist me off my feet and get me straddling him again.
He pulled my mouth onto his, my pussy hovering over his cock.
There was no hesitation now, only need. Without pausing, I sank onto his considerable length.
My pussy burned with the stretch, but fuck, if it didn’t feel good.
“Oh my God… You feel… Ugh, it’s so good…” I released a mess of words as Grey and I started up a rhythm, him gripping my hips so tightly as he helped me to ride him.
Right on his desk.
That delicious roar of Grey’s filled the air around us, and he thrust into me hard. We were both so desperate for it, needing to feel each other, to release, to remember.
And as strange as it was, it did feel familiar. The way Grey held me, the way he worked in tandem with me, this incredible dance of give and take. He felt so good, and it’d been way too long. I was already barreling toward my release, squeezing down on him as I tried to keep my moans quiet.
“That’s it, Rowan. Come for me. I want to feel you. You’re so damn good.”
Grey leaned up, sweeping me with him. Instinctively, I wrapped my legs around his hips, sending papers fluttering to the floor. I couldn’t possibly care less. Each drive made me see stars, my toes curling as I hurtled toward what I was certain would be an intense release.
The moment my orgasm started, it set him off. With another roar, Grey drove deep inside me, our lengthy thrusts becoming smaller, rocking movements as his knot expanded.
And fuck, did it expand.
I was impossibly full but blissfully out of it.
We moved like that, our little dance. Grey’s knot kept him locked inside me as he reached so deep, making me see stars. Our lips met again, and that was all I needed in the world: to feel him claiming me so thoroughly. In seconds, I gave him exactly what he’d asked for.
Everything spun as the orgasm took hold of me. Grey held me tight, rocking his hips up and back, sliding deep, his knot filling me, until I felt him thicken even more, and then he growled lower than I’d ever heard, nuzzling my neck as warmth filled me.
After a moment, the frenzy cooled off, and I sat there, on top of him, with my forehead pressed to his.
“Well, it’s a good thing I locked the door because we’re going to be here for a moment.”
Furrowing my brow, I stared down at him. “I don’t understand. Why would—”
And then it hit me, the knot in question throbbing against my walls, making my pussy quiver with aftershocks.
“Oh.” I smiled. “Right. That.”
Grey grinned, tucking a hair behind my ear. “Don’t worry about it. Just get comfortable. I have no problem waiting as long as it takes.”
I smiled back, wishing I had more to offer him. Instead, I just snuggled into his chest as he laid his head back on the desk, listening to his heartbeat.