Second Chances

Chapter 13: Office

Ember:

Damien made quick work of our clothes and found myself naked in his arms, his sweet lips on mine. I could feel the heat rising through my body. My need for him is becoming stronger with each passing moment. His tongue pressed against mine. I allowed him access to explore, my mouth becoming breathless. His hardness poking my thigh. My mate was ready to take me, but first he wanted to play a little. He had missed my body so much; he was going to enjoy every bit of it before he would enter me. But I already felt so empty. I just wanted his c**k inside me, filling me, stretching me.

His hands worked my breast kneading them, being rougher than before. More milk leaked into his hands, but he didn’t seem to mind. My body trembled as twisted and pulled my n*****s even harder, slight pain and soreness forming from his touch. I held myself back, thinking I could have c*m right then and there. Damien could make c*m anyway he pleased, always taking great pleasure in making me c*m without even touching my p***y.

“Are you fighting it?” He questioned between the kisses, his touch becoming even rougher, the pain almost unbearable. But I love every moment. I still won’t let myself c*m, not yet. Wanting his fingers inside me, filling the aching emptiness. I held my breath, tightening my body. I won’t c*m. Damien stopped the kisses, and went for my neck, sucking and biting the skin there before reaching my marking spot and doing the same. I couldn’t hold back anymore as he twisted both my n*****s and bit down on my neck. The wetness came from inside me. As my eyes rolled back, my body trembled and clawed at his shoulders, breaking the skin. I rode the high as Damien continued his assault. I felt numb, lost to the pleasure that overtook me.

One hand left my breast, working its way down towards my aching p***y. A shiver ran through me as he slowly teased his way down, taking great pleasure in my neediness. I spread myself for him, allowing him access to the one thing I wanted to be touched.

“Such a needy mate, spreading herself for me,” Damien whispered, his voice sounding hotter than before.

“Do you want me to touch your pregnant p***y? You're going to have to ask for it,” Damien whispered before biting down on breast, which he had been slowly working his way down too.

I thought about what to say. He always loved when I begged for his touch. That's probably what he wanted, to hear me beg for him. I wasn’t above doing it either. There was something I loved about it. Begging, pleading for what I wanted, saying those naughty words that I enjoyed. He liked it too. It made him feel wanted by his mate.

“Please finger my p***y. Please, please, oh Goddess please,” I pleaded, looking into his eyes, hoping that one plea would be enough. But I knew I wouldn’t.

“Doesn’t sound like do,” Damien stated, his voice coming out almost harsh as he spoke, but I knew it was all a part of his game.

Smiling, I tried again. “Please Damien, touch my p***y. It wants you, it needs you. It's been so long since I felt you inside of it, please just a finger, my love, please.”

Damien smiled at hearing my plea and soon let his fingers fall down into my wetness. But would not give me what I wanted just yet. His fingers trace the entrance, teasing the flesh there. I waited patiently as working himself in further, his fingers moving slowly up and down my slit, slowly working their way in. My breaths became heavy as he edged closer and closer. It felt like time had stopped and never again would feel the wonderful feeling of his fingers on my inner walls. With his slow teasing, my wetness grew. I could feel the fluid bubbling up from insides. I relaxed, enjoying the feeling of his touch, when suddenly his fingers plugged into me, roughly thrusting into my folds. Completely caught off guard, I could feel my eyes widen.

“c*m for me,” Damien yelled, smiling, before biting down on my n****e as his fingers made quick work inside me. He thrusted his fingers deep inside of my favorite spot, the most sensitive spot. I screamed, cumming on his hand. Just as my eyes rolled in the back of my head, I heard the office door open and a voice call out.

“Alpha, oh Goddess, really?” the man screamed, shutting the door just as quickly as he opened it. The realization hit me as they had caught us screwing his office on my first day here. I couldn’t believe it. What was I thinking?

I looked towards my mate. Damien could see my panic state. He knew what I was thinking, so kissed my forehead, something that always bought me comfort. He mutter something before telling me it would be okay. I smiled at him, believing him in that moment.

Damien helped me into my clothes before he did the same. He left the office, leaving me alone to sit and thinking about how embarrassing the situation was. We were just caught screwing around in his office during my first day in the pack. How could I face them? Surely word would spread and everyone would see me as a slutty Luna. How couldn’t they? I mean, this was my first day and the first act was screwing my mate in his office. I don’t know how this could have happened. Why didn’t we lock the door? We should have locked the door at least. I’m so dumb. This is a train wreck waiting to happen.

When Damien finally returned, he found me with tears in my eyes.

“Shh, everything is going to be okay?” Damien whispered, his voice so sweet. He was reaching out for me and I quickly found myself in arms, holding him tight as sobbed into his shoulder.

“Everyone is going to think I’m a slut,” I sobbed.

“No, they wouldn’t think anything about it. Do you know how much people f**k around here? This is nothing. Don’t be upset,” Damien said, rubbing my the back of my head.

“But, but..” I muttered, trying to think of a reply, only to stop with a kiss on my forehead.

“It’s okay. Everything is okay. I’m gonna make it up to you,” Damien stated, tightening his grip. I felt myself relaxing in his arms and caressed my back, soothing my sobs.