“The lady is blessing me tonight.”
“You’d better prove yourself worthy of it.”
He grinned against my neck, and I had to fight the urge to kneel and present right there.
“Don’t worry, I will.”
Chapter 9
Hunter
Fate hadn’t blessed me like this in a hot damn minute. I’d noticed her the second she walked in the door all alone, looking radiant in blue and gold.
The tremble of her body beneath my hands was intoxicating, and I was eager to indulge in her.
“Come with me.” Not many people could access this floor, but better to not take the risk of being interrupted. I slipped my hands into hers and pulled her along to my office. Her skin was soft against mine, and I was more than ready to find out if she was that soft everywhere else.
“Breaking and entering?” she asked when I pulled out my key.
“Hardly breaking if I have the key.”
Did she not know who I was?
I swung open the door and she stepped inside, surveying the space that was, in my opinion, tastefully decorated. The record label was my home away from home, and I had tried to make it comfortable. It had open space, plenty of seating, and a hint of old-world charm, with vibrant color set against warm wood shelving.
“Is this the big boss’s office?”
“Yep, it is.”
“Are you sure you’re not going to get fired for being in here?”
I barked a laugh. “My job is pretty secure.”
“Yeah? What do you do?”
I shrugged. “What if I like being mysterious?”
“I’ll allow it, butonlybecause you’re cute.”
I laughed, trying not to puff up like a peacock at her compliment. “So, what’s your name?”
“Maybe I like being mysterious too.”
Her blue eyes widened as I got back up in her personal space and laid my hands on her hips. She was a fair bit taller than most omegas I had encountered, but the sweetness that lingered in the air around her gave away her designation.
“I’ll allow it,” I parroted, “but only becauseyou’recute.”
Before I could wonder whether she was ready to push things further, she surged up on her toes and hooked her arm behind my neck. Her mouth on mine had me groaning.
Hats off to my tailor for makingincrediblystrong seams that were holding their own against my cock trying to bust through them to get to her.
She climbed me like a fucking tree, and I almost came on the spot when she locked her ankles behind my back. I held on tight, trying to navigate the room and kiss her with equal finesse. Yanking the cords out of my monitors let me shove them to the side so I could park her lush ass on the desk. The new angle let me grind between her thighs, and I drank down each of her delicious whimpers.
I couldn’t reach the fucking lights from there, and I wanted to seeallof her. Scooping her up, I transferred us to my designer bathroom, illuminating us. Perched on my imported marble sink, she looked like a goddess.
“Faster,” she breathed and leaned back, bracing her weight with her hands and lifting her hips. I got the message quicklyenough and shoved up her dress before tugging down her panties that were little more than strings. She ground out the demand again, her sweet peony scent filling the air. It hit me like a brick to the face, and I wrestled open my pants, shoving down my underwear so my cock could meet the blazing heat of her.
“Fuck.” I braced one arm around her hips and planted my other hand on the mirror behind her. I’d been with my fair share of gorgeous women, and thought I’d been prepared for this one, but I was high as a kite breathing her in. She whimpered and used her heels like pins against my ass cheeks to get me going. “You’d better move those shoe needles, princess, or this is gonna be a slow ride.”
