Chapter 36: Part 36

/Abel's POV/

At the question, I blinked at the omega standing across, an innocent look etched on her face. My eyes fixated on the grip she had on the chair, breathing uneven. I stood up, not caring how abrupt it appeared and walked around the desk to lean against it in front of her.

Her eyes went wide.

"You're very distracting, Emma."

I saw the omega shiver at the way her name rolled out of my lips. A flush rose to her cheeks, the room turning far too hot. The pounding of her heart in her chest was rapid, audible over the ticking of the clock.

"Y-Yeah?" She uttered, her teeth sinking on the flesh of her plush bottom lip, not making any effort to move from the spot. "You are way more distracting, sir."

My breath hitched in my throat at that, every rational thought flying out of my brain. I pulled the chair away from her hold, the only object putting a distance between us.

My arms grabbed around her curvy waist, pulling her flush against my body until our chests collided. A low gasp escaped her parted lips.

"Am I now?"

"Yes I could not stop thinking about you..."

"Uh-huh...What were you thinking about, Emma?"

She looked into my eyes as I raised my hand, tracing the pad of my thumb over her lip. Her arms came up to my neck, fingers idly tugging on the edges of my hair.

"Answer me!" I tightened my grip around her waist, my large fingers pressing into her skin through the thin tee shirt.

"S-So many things, Alpha."

That was all the motivation I needed to pull her forward, halting just before our lips could touch. I could feel her desperate breath against my mouth, her body lax under the hold. My posture went more rigid, grinding my thigh into the open of her legs, my wolf starting to take control.

As I crushed my mouth against her, she responded immediately, head tilting. The omega moaned into the kiss, the vibrations travelling up towards my head and blurring out everything else around, where all I could focus on were her lips.

My mind was overwhelmed; the only things grounding were her fingers knotted in my hair. I heard the low whines, blood rushing through my veins as I ran my tongue over her bottom lip.

I kissed her with passion and decency, like my lips would rupture if I moved too quickly. My tongue explored her mouth cautiously, almost warily, and my hand moved from her jaw to the nape of her smooth, long neck.

She broke the kiss, gasping for breath, when I attached my lips to her neck. I stifled the urge to bare my canines and dug my teeth into the juncture, mouth flooring with saliva at the thought. She still had no idea about our bond. It's better that way. I thought.

My tongue jutted out, licking a huge stripe of her skin, tasting the sweat and natural scent that drew a moan from her. Emma bared her neck for me, allowing more access, driven wild with the feeling of my teeth grazing over her. Her hands wander over my back, feeling the muscles, before shifting to the line of my shoulder, my chest.

I slowly leaned back, chuckling at the desperation and frustration clouding her features. It almost made my ego swell, knowing she was ready to risk it all for me.

"Fuck, baby, you are so hot like this..." The words slipped out of my mouth before I could stop them.

She stood on her tiptoes and kissed my lips one more time before moving down, licking and nipping at my jaw, neck and finally, the collarbones. It was careless and far too clumsy, the omega trying to reach every inch of me with her hands and lips as if trying to prove something.

"Then fuck me." She breathed, her chest rising and falling, her mouth pink and swollen.

"No, baby. Not yet," I mumbled, my hand hanging low around her hips, eyes meeting hers. "I have been thinking of that mouth of yours all day and everything I can do."

"My mouth?" She parted her lips on an exhale, the thundering of her heart rate practically visible from under her skin. I smirked as I let my thumb trace the plushest part of her bottom lip, dragging it back and forth, slow and teasing, and pulling it down. Her tongue darted, barely wetting the tip of my thumb and quickly returning to its place.

"Suck it."

She took me in by her silky tongue, filthily lapping around the skin of my thumb and sucking in between those sinful lips. A groan escaped from my lips at sight.

My dick was pressing against the boxers, rock hard since the moment she walked in through those doors. I was always so impressed with the way her mouth worked, by the round plump lips seemingly made for sucking cock. I was losing my breath at the mere thought, and I hadn't even gotten my pants off.

"Give me a minute," I said as I slipped my wet thumb from her mouth and stood from my position. Hastily I grabbed at my belt, loosening it and unbuttoning the jeans and sliding it off my legs.

I saw her eyes follow the motion; a breathy noise escaped her throat when she saw a visible tent in my boxers. The corners of her mouth stretched wide and obscenely as a scene pulled from my wet dreams.

I took a step forward, threading one of my hands through the locks of her hair and using the other to tug on the boxers, prompting the cock to slap against my stomach. Emma took a shaky breath, scrambling to get on the floor.

"Keep your mouth open just like that," I hoarsely said. "Don't move."

A breathless whimper left the back of her throat, so desperate and needy sounding that it made me still and admire her. I stepped even closer as the ghost of her breath fell on my exposed thighs. I took the tip and tapped it gently against her bottom lip, watching as pre-come messily dribbled out.

Her lip shone beautifully under the natural light of the room, and I could not control myself anymore.

"Can I?" She shyly asked, peering through her thick lashes, and I nodded, throat feeling tight to utter anything at that question. My breath caught up as she wrapped a hand over the base, parting her lips.

She inhaled through her nose, taking more of my cock into her mouth, while I let out groans with every movement, awfully sensitive to each of her ministrations. After she managed about halfway, the omega pulled off, gasping for breath, before trying something and licking a stripe up the length from base to tip, grazing the thick vein.

The response was instantaneous, a sharp tug in my gut, and I clenched my eyes shut, hands rounding into fists by my side till my knuckles became white with the strain, "Fuck!" I panted, looking down at her in awe, almost at a loss of words, "W-Where did you learn that?"

She shrugged.

We froze upon hearing quick successions of knocks on the door. I cursed under my breath, nudging her to crawl under the table. The omega quickly followed, a panic look on her face. Pulling my pants up hurriedly, I threw the boxers underneath the table and rushed to sit on my chair.

Sweat clung to my brows, cock still hard in the pants. "Come in."

"I hope I am not interrupting anything here, Abel."

Oh, you have no idea. I thought under my breath while glaring at the Dean of University. Shaking my head, I awkwardly laughed.

"Is there anything you want, Mister Chase?"

"I wanted to know if you will join us for staff dinner tonight." He came closer to sit in front of the chair I kicked a minute ago.

"Y-Yes."

A hand reached between my legs and squeezed at the cock tightly, forcing my leg to kick out like an unnatural tick. My eyes hastily went to the Dean, and he seemed not to notice anything out of the norm or that Emma was under the table. My heartbeat out of my chest as I felt a hand begin to unzip the trousers, enough to get my cock out.

I discreetly scooted, pressing my elbows against the mahogany wood of the table.

"So there are a few ideas I wanted to share with you that I will be sharing tonight...."

I masked a grumbled moan in a cough as Emma licked the slit of my head and suckled like a bit of tease. All of my muscles tensed to keep my animalistic urges at bay. I had no other choice but simply let the omega have her way.

"Why don't we talk about it later?"

"Oh, am I disturbing you?"

Yes. "N-No!" I coughed again as her nails dug into my thighs. "I mean, I am busy grading the papers. It's urgent, so if you don't mind...."

"Ah! Alright, I will come back later."

"Please." I let out a sigh, rooted in my spot, as he walked away, closing the door behind him. My shoulders slumped in the chair as soon as he was out, looking down.

"You are going to kill me one day."

Emma peered up at me; her eyes welled with tears and mouth stuffed with my cock. I momentarily praised whatever force in the world brought her to me.

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