Chapter 62 - Temptation

I tried to pay attention to the project presentation Clare and her team were giving. She was explaining something about different marketing strategies we could use, and my brain was not registering a word she was saying even though I knew the importance of this project.

It had been a week since The Coven had discovered the suppressant I was hosting. I had sat on the bed listening to them discuss my condition like it was the most exciting thing in the world. As the discussions went on about my situation, it was clarified that my sudden blackout was the beginning of my body starting to “decay.”

Once they had had a lengthy conversation with Blake and everyone present, Klaus mentioned that the last time he witnessed a “decay,” the host’s health deteriorated within a few weeks. Since they didn’t even know what kind of dark magic I was hosting, it was hard to tell how fast my body would “decay.” The Coven had left promising to find answers about my suppressant as fast as they could and explained to Blake how important it was to monitor my health.

Blake insisted I stay home and rest while The Coven investigated the suppressant I was hosting. He said it would be easier to keep an eye on me if I stayed in one place. I profusely protested as I had work piled up to the ceiling with the amount of leave I had taken recently. Finally, when I realized my protests against his wishes were unsuccessful, I removed my top and jiggled my tits in Blake’s face. That’s literally all it took for him to be distracted enough to say yes to me going to work.

However, since I didn’t put out after my little tit shaking, now, every 30 minutes, I would receive either a phone call or a text message from anyone from the Cooper family, the Waltz family, or Taylor asking how I was feeling. As annoying as it was getting, I knew they were only looking out for me. This was a much better idea than having to sit at home staring at the walls.

There was only one person that we hadn’t heard from, and at this point, I was happy he hadn’t tried to contact me. After Max’s disappearance, there was no doubt in my mind that he was behind the whole pregnancy scare. If he wasn’t responsible, then why would he disappear like that? Whatever his reason was, I wasn’t interested in knowing about it. Blake had tried to explain and even at one point apologized for his brother’s behavior. But now, even I was starting to believe there was no redeemable quality in Max. I was silently hoping he would never come back and that this would be the end of his attempts to ruin Blake and my relationship.

In the middle of all this drama, there was still one more thing bothering me.

*Vince.*

His words still echoed in my ears. *“I know what happened to your mother and her boyfriend.”*

Did he really know what happened, or was he just trying to bait me again?

I hadn’t brought up the conversation with Blake. He was already so stressed with work and this suppressant situation, the last thing I wanted was to add to his stress. I had a decision to make, was I going to approach Vince about it myself, or if was I going to wait it out until Blake was a little less occupied?

If the past was any indication, being alone in a room with Vince was not a wise option, but I really wanted to know Vince’s information.

I was so lost in my thoughts I didn’t realize someone was standing next to me. It was only after they cleared their throat that I came back to reality. I suddenly remembered I was in a room filled with staff members staring at me with concern.

“What did I miss?” I laughed nervously.

“You okay, boss?” Clare asked.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Sorry just got lots on my plate. I’m really sorry,” I apologized.

“We understand. Anything we can do to help you?” Clare offered.

I shook my head. “No. All I want is for you to focus on this project and make sure you do your very best. Can you do that for me?” I smiled at the whole team.

“Yes, boss,” they all chanted.

“Awesome.” I laughed and walked out of the office.

On cue, my phone started ringing. I pulled it out of my skirt to see Blake’s number flashing on the screen.

*Right on time.*

“I’m okay,” I answered.

“Good. Have you eaten?” Blake questioned.

“I’ve just wrapped up a meeting. I’m not really hungry right now, maybe later.” I walked into my office and sat down on the futon I had in the corner.

I felt exhausted. My body was a little sluggish, and the short walk to my office had me out of breath.

“And why can’t you eat now?” Blake’s voice made me jump. He was standing in the doorway holding a plastic bag.

I looked down at my phone and then back up at Blake.

“What are you doing here?” I shook my head.

“Bringing you lunch” Blake walked in and shut the door behind him, placing the bag on the coffee table in front of me.

I couldn’t help but admire Blake as he pulled out our food. He had his back to me, giving me a good view of his perfectly shaped butt as he bent over the coffee table setting up the food. I bit my bottom lip as I watched his body move.

All I could think about was his body being on top of mine, skilfully moving against each other. We hadn’t had sex since my birthday and my body, even though exhausted, was craving for him. Blake suddenly pulled off his jacket. His tight shirt hugged his torso, outlining all the muscles that were hidden under the material. I imagined kissing every muscle on his body—even the glorious muscle between his legs.

I licked my lips and suppressed a moan as the thought of his glorious muscle made my lady bits throb. He hung the jacket over the back of a chair and loosened his tie. Just that movement made me hotter than I already was. A wave of horniess surged through me.

Blake stiffened, and I heard him take a deep breath in.

He could smell my arousal. I couldn’t help but smile at the thought of him, knowing he was turning me on.

When Blake turned around, his eyes were pitch black.

“Angel..” Blake groaned, backing away from me. I knew he avoided sex because he knew my body was getting weak, and he didn’t want to add to my exhaustion.

“I can’t help it. All I can think about is you ravishing me right here, right now,” I groaned, biting my lips.

Blake growled as his legs hit my table. He was out of space to run. He had a combination of horniess and concern written over his face. His pitch-black eyes shone under the lightning in my office.

I slowly got up and walked over to him. My body was suddenly wired and full of energy.

I pressed my body against his and fiddled with the loose tie around his neck.

“What’s wrong?” I whispered, running my hands down his chest. I could feel all the muscles under his shirt.

What was going on with me? One second I was sluggish and exhausted; the next, I was wired and horny. Yet, all I wanted was Blake. My body was screaming to be touched by him.

I felt Blake stiffen under my touch. He took a deep breath in and growled, louder than before.

“Fuck” he cursed under his breathe and reached around me to push all my things off the table.

He pulled my skirt up and grabbed the back of my thighs, lifting me and placing me on the table.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him closer to me. I snaked my arms around Blake’s neck and rubbed my nose against his cheek, inhaling his delicious scent.

“Angel, you’re on heat,” Blake growled, grasping the back of my thighs tightly. He was holding his breath.

“Heat?” I mumbled, tracing my nose down Blake’s neck.

I really didn’t care what this heat thing was. All I could think about was wanting Blake buried inside me.

Blake swallowed loudly, and a slight moan escaped his lips.

“Angel, we need to get you home right now.” Blake groaned.

“Hmm... How about we go after you bend me over this table and drill me until I can’t walk anymore ?” I whispered into Blake’s ear before sucking on his earlobe and nibbling on it a little.

Blake groaned as he leaned forward and buried his face into the crook of my neck, taking a deep breath in. He pressed his body tightly against mine and wrapped his arms around my body.

“Fuck, Angel. Stop talking like that, or I will actually bend you over this table, and the whole floor can hear you scream my name,” Blake moaned against my neck.

I slowly moved my hand down Blake’s chest, popping open his shirt buttons as I went further down. Slipping my hand between our bodies, I cupped Blake’s crotch. I could feel his hard dick twitching, begging to be played with.

A low moan escaped Blake’s lips again, encouraging me to carry on. I gripped his dick tightly and rubbed it hard.

“Fuck it,” Blake groaned before smashing his lips into mine.

He wrapped his hand around my neck and pulled me closer, deepening the kiss.

There was nothing gentle about the way our lips moved against each other. We were both hungry, and all we wanted was to devour one another.

Blake wrapped his free hand around my thigh, squeezing it roughly. He suddenly pulled my leg, so I sat on the very edge of the table, flush against his body. The Heat from Blake’s body was warming every part of me.

I felt his fingers travel down my thigh towards my throbbing pussy.

I yanked off Blake’s tie and pushed his shirt off, wanting to feel every inch of his skin. I trailed kisses up Blake’s neck while running my hands down his chest.

Meanwhile, Blake pushed aside my panties and ran his finger through my slit. A shiver rippled through my body, and I eagerly arched my body.

Blake started to assault my clit with his fingers. I pulled away from the kiss and bit my lips hard to suppress a moan. I didn’t want people to hear us. Lilly knew not to come into my office if she knew Blake was here; however, that didn’t mean she couldn’t hear us.

My body was humming under Blake’s finger assault. I was starting to get impatient.

Blake used his free hand to open my shirt and push it over my shoulders. His lips made their way down my neck and towards my mark. The moment Blake’s lips touched my mark, I shattered, cumming hard. I dug my nails into Blake’s shoulders, riding my orgasm.

I didn’t expect to orgasm so quickly, but my body wasn’t mine anymore; it was Blake’s slave.

The intriguing part was that I wanted more. Way more. More than just finger action anyway.

I heard Blake chuckle against my neck. His warm breath fanned against my chest, arousing me again.

“The next few days should be so much fun.” Blake chuckled.

“I’m not done with you yet,” I replied breathlessly, pulling on the belt on his pants.

“We need to get you home, Angel. This is just the beginning of your high libido. As you reach the peak of your Heat, all you will be able to think about is having me buried deep inside you. At that moment, I want to hear you screaming my name as the sound of our sweaty skin slapping against each other echoes through our room. Your Heat will be the best thing to happen to me.” Blake snickered, holding my hand to stop me.

Blake's words had my pussy throbbing. I wrapped my legs around his waist and ground my hips against his crotch.

“Angel, please let me take you home. It’s not safe for you to be out in the open while you’re in Heat. I promise I will fuck you, however, wherever and whenever you want once we get home.”

There was that word again. *Heat*.

Blake kept repeating that word, and it was starting to irritate me a little.

“What the hell are you talking about?! What is this Heat? You’re killing my buzz with that word.” I complained and started pulling my shirt on.

I was still very frustrated, and Blake’s insistence on going home as well as that word was vexing.

I pushed him away and started straightening my clothes and collecting my things to go home. If going home was the only way he would fuck me, then I was ready to go home.

Blake came up from behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist.

“Angel, don’t be mad, please. I just want to enjoy your Heat with you. It’s every male wolf’s favorite time.” he kissed the side of my head.

“What is this, Heat? And why am I going through it? I’ve never heard of humans having it.”

“Well, Angel, maybe you aren’t as human as we think you are. A she-wolf goes through a Heat cycle when they have reached puberty. The first cycle is to attract their mates, informing them they have reached puberty. They keep using their Heat cycles to find their destined mate until they become impatient with waiting. Once that happens, they use the cycle to attract any unmated male willing to mate with them.” Blake explained, turning me around to face him.

“Angel, only full-blooded wolves go through this cycle. I’ve never heard of a half-blood going through the Heat cycle. Here we were expecting the “decay” to corrode your body, but instead, it’s slowly showing your true heritage. It’s a very good break, though.” Blake smiled at me. His smile was full of adoration and love.

“But-.. but… mum was human. So how’s this possible?” I question. I was so confused.

“I will let The Coven know. Maybe there’s more to your mum’s story. More than you were told. In the meantime, we have to get you home. An unmated female on Heat is like an ice cream truck for kids. Every unmated male’s eyes will be on you for the next three days. But you are all mine, and I will not be able to stop myself from snapping someone like a twig if they even look at you. So, let’s avoid bloodshed and get you home so I can fuck you in every way possible. And if I run out of ways, I will consult Mr. Google.” Blake laughed, hugging me tightly.

I couldn’t help but laugh with him. His words were making me hornier than I already was, but Blake’s words were lingering in the back of my mind.

Did I really have more werewolf blood in me? If I did, then why didn’t mum? Was this why I had a suppressant in my body so my werewolf bloodline wouldn’t come out?

So many questions and no answers.

“Blakey, do you think Vince knows something?” I looked up at Blake.

“What makes you think he knows something?” Blake raised his eyebrow.

“Just what he said during the funeral. He said he knew what had happened to mum and Richard. Maybe he knows more.” I sighed. The thought of Vince having significant information about my life made me feel sick, especially since I knew what he would want in return for his knowledge.

“I’ll get Rocky and Taylor to have a chat with Vince. For now, let’s get you home, okay” Blake kissed the top of my head, making me shiver.

The desire was starting to burn in me again, and it quickly overpowered the stress I was channeling. All other problems could wait for now.

I grabbed Blake’s face and pulled him down to me. “Let’s go home so we can Christian all the usable spaces in our apartment.” I laughed and captured his lips.