I sucked in a harsh breath, trying to hide behind my hair.
“None of that,” he said, pinching my chin, forcing my gaze to meet his. “I want you desperate. My greedy omega is wonderful, panting for her alpha to take care of her. And I will. I’ll knot you and keep you full and sated. Strung out from so many orgasms that you can no longer move. I’ll worship and protect you always.”
“Alpha,” I mewled.
“Come here,” he said, voice hoarse and commanding as he wrapped an arm around my waist and tugged me into his lap. “What do you need?”
Denim brushed against my bum as I struggled against his hold, unable to get comfortable. The emptiness ached with a need to be filled. I breathed in the hints of whisky and espresso like an addict.
And maybe I was.
When I didn’t answer his question, Kaelen grunted, tugging on the zip of his jeans, freeing himself. In one motion, he lifted me, sliding me onto his length. Something between a moan and ascream left my lips as all the air rushed from my lungs.
The burn of him stretching me quickly morphed into a delicious fullness that made me dizzy. Tentatively, I circled my hips, rubbing his crown against the spot that made me melt into a pliant, needy thing.
A warning slap landed on my thigh, and I hissed.
“Don’t move, Omega,” he said, mischief mixing with the intensity in his eyes. “I want you to sit still and keep my cock warm and snug in this pretty little pussy of yours while I finish reviewing this contract.”
“What?! You can’t be serious.”
“Deadly,” he murmured, ghosting his fingers over my abdomen. “If you can be my good girl and do that, I’ll knot you afterwards.”
“Sadist,” I panted.
“Only for you, mo chroí.”
The bastard had the audacity to wink at me. He twitched, and I groaned, my nails digging into his thighs. Minutes or hours passed. I had no idea how long it had been. I swore he had finished reviewing the paperwork on his desk long ago and was enjoying stretching out my torment.
A knock echoed around the room, and I scrambled to get off him.
“I didn’t say you could move,” he said. The authority in his voice made goosebumps break out over my arms. “Stay still.”
Terrified, I did my best to fluff out the hem of my sundress, grateful for the desk hiding us mostly from view.
“Come in,” Kaelen called, and his tip nudged against a sensitive spot, making me flutter around him.
Kaelen groaned and I smirked, loving that I wasn’t the only one unraveling at the seams. The door opened, and Aidan stepped in. His eyes flicked between me and Kaelen, his tongue pushing into the points of his canines.
“I didn’t mean to interrupt,” he said, the emotionless, businesslike mask in place on his face.
Kaelen’s grip on my waist tightened. I prayed Aidan was unaware that I was impaled on Kaelen and staining his jeans with my come. I kept quiet, afraid that if I opened my mouth, I mightmoan.
“Just spending time with my wife,” Kaelen said, brushing the backs of his knuckles over my cheek. “Isn’t that right, Willow?”
Fucker. After Aidan left, I was going to kill him.
“Yes,” I said, hating how my voice cracked.
The smallest hint of mirth flashed across Aidan’s face, gone as soon as it came. He cleared his throat. I wished he would hurry because I didn’t know how much longer I would last without begging Kaelen to fuck me.
And the last thing I wanted to do was plead for my alpha’s knot in front of my new brother-in-law.
“I only came to let you know that Dimitri agreed to amend the contracts to include exceptions to allow for the use of the tunnels in cases of life or death without prior approval.”
The last thread of my willpower melted away. My hand curled around the back of Kaelen’s neck, and I scratched hard, smirking when he bared his teeth.
“Good,” Kaelen grunted. “I’ll have the final amendments finalized shortly.”
