310- The Scent That Bound Me
POV Viktor Averwyn:
I sat down, already turning on the computer, keeping an eye on her. The naughty girl dropped to all fours on the floor and crawled towards me, using her pink tongue to moisten her full lips with saliva, her eyes burning with anticipation.
I ignored her on purpose. I knew it would provoke her more to strive for my attention. And I wasn't wrong.
As I opened the files, I noticed Georgeta crawling under the desk. My erection quickly grew massive when her long nails scraped against my thighs, over my pants. I clenched my jaw, half of me concentrated on the reading, half on what the little slut was doing.
She rubbed her face against my bulge, moaning and purring. Her voice low:
"Your scent of male drives me crazy... makes my mouth water, my Alpha..."
"Then smell it more. Rub your nose directly on the skin," I ordered, dispatching one document and opening another.
She obeyed. In seconds, there was no fabric left preventing her nose from inhaling me on my trimmed pubic hair, on my heavy, hard balls, on the cock that rose thick and long towards my belly, veins throbbing for more. She licked each one.
"Hell... I needed this..." I growled, full of lust, pausing my work for a moment to watch her worship my member.
"So beautiful and big... so delicious... Can I suck it now, my Alpha?"
"Suck it, slut."
"Ah..."
Georgeta went for it with everything. Her hot, eager mouth didn't tease—it engulfed as much as she could, sucking nice and tight and soft. I felt immediate pleasure and watched her head bob up and down, ravenous.
I spread my legs a little wider, let out a roar, and went back to work. My eyes scanned the words, absorbing the meaning. My fingers flew across the keys, sending necessary messages. Without a single mistake.
Meanwhile, my beast demanded more of that delicious blowjob, my entire body growing aroused and heated, loving the pampering I was receiving.
I wasn't easy to make come, even when I needed relief, like at that moment. I appreciated kisses, caresses, bites, a more ferocious fuck.
Katarina was the one who liked aggression in bed the most; she loved being spanked and left all marked. I'd have to call all three urgently, to really relax, making use of their talents. But without rushing.
Her lips focused on the wide glans, her experienced tongue running over the slit and sucking my lubrication. Her fingers worked on my testicles, caressing them. Her agitated breathing, the purrs more intense. She squeezed her own thighs and trembled, full of lust from having me in her mouth. She really did enjoy it.
I sent another document. Heat spread through my belly, I swelled more. Georgeta swallowed me halfway, sucking wildly, moaning as if in pain.
I frowned, disturbed by a problem reported by a client. I assured him it would be resolved soon. I got more irritated, but the blowjob was so good that I soon relaxed and inhaled deeply, enjoying that soft, wet delight.
I dispatched three other documents, which were only waiting for my approval, having already passed through my secretary's scrutiny.
The scent of spicy lilies grew stronger, distracting me a little, overpowering the she-wolf's smell. What the hell was that? Was I the only one who could smell it?
I fixed my gaze on the monitor, sank my fingers into her soft, full hair. I pushed her head down deeper and she choked, all drooly. She didn't retreat. Full of hunger and fire, one of her hands went between her legs to masturbate. Her arousal intensified, the wet sounds, my growl growing.
"That's it, swallow it, little slut..."
My heart raced, instincts kicked in. I held back my fangs, stopped working for a moment, letting the lust flow.
Georgeta started to come. Touching her clit, with me buried in her throat. I leaned back in the chair, appreciating her, my fingers still in her hair. Then came the trembling, overwhelming wave of orgasm, exploding. I came hard, shuddering slowly.
She swallowed every drop. Until I was clean and satisfied, and she pulled away her swollen lips, smiling, kneeling between my legs.
"Did I relieve my Alpha?"
"A lot. You'll be rewarded."
I usually paid them with jewels. That time, she got up from under the desk, straightening herself, shaking her head:
"Not today. It was a gift. And a pleasure to drink your milk." She licked her lips. "Whenever you want, just call. Anytime."
I nodded, watching her sway her hips to the door and leave, after blowing a kiss. I closed my pants and went back to work.
When I got home, it was already past six in the evening. I was starving and a little less stressed.
Lana, Adelina's best friend, was already at the door, ready to leave. Her eyes lit up when she saw me.
"Alpha Viktor! If I'd known you were coming, I would have waited a bit longer. I spent the afternoon with Adelina."
The ninety-year-old she-wolf was beautiful, with a young and fresh appearance. When she was born, after her parents had four male children, it was a joy in the village. Even more so when her sister Iulia came along later. Females meant the procreation of our species.
Unfortunately, we had a problem with the youngest when she didn’t take the herb to suppress her heat. I killed four wolves with my own claws after the girl was violated and killed by uncontrolled animals. After that, none of them had permission to skip the suppressant. It was law.
“You’re always welcome, Lana.” I stopped at the foot of the staircase, about to go up.
“If you want, I can stay longer.” Her look was pleading.
She had taken part a few times in the Lust party. On one of those occasions, after chasing me for years, I slept with her. One of the biggest fuck-ups I ever made, because she fell in love, creating illusions.
I never repeated it, cut the problem at the root. I liked her parents and her family too much to make the little she-wolf suffer. I also didn’t want anyone pestering me in my territory. But she wouldn’t give up.
“I don’t want that. You can go,” I cut her off brutally and climbed the steps.
I felt her disappointment.
It was better that way. I already had enough problems!
I only came downstairs after seven in the evening and noticed that Daciana was still in the kitchen. She usually left at five.
“Go home.”
“And leave you like this?” She pointed at the pots. “You need to eat! You didn’t have lunch yesterday, and today you spent the whole day in that office like a caged beast. I don’t want a skinny, scrawny alpha, all weak, ready to fall at the first gust. No, sir!”