When the elevator opened on Mark’s floor, I stepped out and glanced in both directions, my gaze stopping on a door to my right where the very prey I was searching for stepped out. His head was down, but when a man in a suit at his side stiffly grabbed his arm, mouth dropping open, Mark’s attention focused on me. My prey froze.
The predatory ache inside me began, like a beat to a fast-paced heart.Thump. Thump. Thump. I watched every flicker of emotion that crossed his face, even from this far away, and I saw the moment when he chose to run. It was his deep breath and full-body shudder that alerted me, and when he turned to throw some documents into the other man’s hands and scamper in the opposite direction, I followed. My strides were even and powerful, and the man Mark had been with watched me pass without stopping me.
I stalked past multiple glass doors that led into offices and no one batted an eyelash, too engrossed in their work to notice a giant of a man chasing a small redhead. When Mark finally swept into a door a little farther down the corridor, I smirked when I reached it, the wordsMen’s Restroompainted on the front.
“Is this how you want to play, my little rabbit?” I said, loud enough that I hoped he could hear me. I shoved open the door and stepped inside. Surprisingly, a fresh citrus scent assaulted my nose, and the room had been recently cleaned, no doubt. It certainly had a better odor than the porta potties at the construction site. “Little rabbit, where are you?” I took slow, even steps farther into the bathroom, passing urinals and multiple open toilet stalls.
The sound of him sucking in a breath sent goose bumps of excitement running over my arms.
“Little rabbit, come out, come out, wherever you are. Your big bad wolf is here to devour you.”
“I’m very busy right now.” The sweet thing tried to sound confident, but I didn’t miss the tremor in his voice.
“You said to hunt you down,” I murmured, stopping at the blue door that belonged to the accessible stall. I faced it and stretched out my neck.
He gasped, the sexiest sound I’d ever heard, and I grinned.
“And if you don’t want this, I want you to give me your safeword. You never picked one, so I’m telling you what it is. It’sroach. Disgusting little pests. Am I clear?”
“Yes.” His voice went small.
“Do you want to say it now?” I asked, waiting.
Silence stretched out between us as I held my breath, but I relaxed when he whispered, “No.”
Power surged through me, and my cock pushed at the zipper of my jeans. I smirked. “Open up, little rabbit, or I’ll huff, and I’ll puff, and I’ll blow it all down.”
Something clicked behind the door and it swung open, revealing a flushed Mark, his face almost as bright as his hair, which was naturally curly today. I preferred him like this, even with the fancy suit. Desire and need clawed through me and I wanted to eat him all up. I stepped forward and crowded him inside the stall before I closed the door behind me, locking it again. There wasn’t much space, but there didn’t need to be for what I was about to do.
“I’m going to mate you right here and now, little rabbit. Fill you with my seed until you’re overflowing. You left me waiting too long.”
His eyes widened as he dodged the toilet and backed against the white tiled wall. I grabbed his face between my fingers and dragged him toward me. He started to follow my lead for a moment before realization must’ve dawned on him and he shoved at my chest. I barely moved, though. I was three times his size, he didn’t have the strength to push me back, and he didn’t want that.
I slammed my mouth against his, the bitter taste of dark coffee on his tongue as I shoved mine between his lips. I preferred sweet beverages, just like I enjoyed sweet men like Mark. Cupping his cheek, I shoved myself against him, brushing his stomach with my hard dick. He whimpered into my kiss, body trembling.
“I’m going to own you,” I growled out, dotting hungry kisses across his jaw and down his neck. “I’m going to fuck you so hard you’ll go back to work full of my spunk. If we were animals, the other men in your office would be able to smell my claim on you. They’d know I filled you up.”
He shuddered, lashes fluttering against his pale cheeks as I licked across the pulse in his neck. I felt the beat against my tongue, racing fast. “I’m not yours.” The fight in his voice made my cock throb in time with his heart.Fuck. I wanted to destroy his pretty hole, thrust into him until I had him stretched wide before I bred him.
I grabbed his arm and spun him to the right, slamming his chest against the tiled wall the stall was connected to, since it was the last one in the row. He gasped when I shoved my knee between his legs, prying them open. I nibbled at the back of his ear and whispered, “Little rabbit, you were mine the moment I saw you.”
I reached around him, made quick work of his belt, unbuttoned his pants, and pulled at the zipper until I’d lowered it. He stayed frozen for a moment, and disappointingly, I thought he wasn’t going to fight, but then he struggled by slapping me on the hand. Fire consumed me, making my skin hot. He tried to turn, but I slammed him against the wall harder.
“Don’t move,” I whispered dangerously, yanking down his pants and underwear to his knees.
He sucked in a deep breath. “I don’t have a condom and lube.”
I laughed heatedly into his ear and licked the shell again. “I do. I wouldn’t have come here without it. I knew I was going to fuck you.”
“Oh.” He glanced over his shoulder, and I kissed him hard. He moaned into my mouth when I ran my palm over his smooth, pale ass. So fucking delicious. As tempted as I was to get on my knees and eat him out, I didn’t want piss or who knew what else on my jeans.
I played with my zipper and yanked it down, reaching in my pants to pull my cock out from my underwear. The cool air-conditioning of the bathroom made me shiver, but all my thoughts were on Mark and getting inside him.
“We can’t do this here,” he whispered, making me pause. The look of realization he gave me came with wide, fearful eyes, and I both hated and loved that his terror made my cock harder. “My old boss got caught having sex in city hall. He ended up in jail. Arrested. I can’t—”
He went to turn, but I grabbed his arm, holding him tightly as I tugged out the single packet of lube and a condom from the pocket of my jeans. “Shh. It’s fine.”
“You don’t understand, Camden….” His voice rose in panic. “I can’t lose my job.”
