Left him alone

My body flushed with molten lava as l felt him thrust in my pussy. He grounded against me with each roll of his hips, making sure I felt every inch of him that was claiming me. It was so deep. So intense and the pleasure between us as he moved with a building expertise made me come undone.

"Oh....oh! God!", I trembled as if struck by lightning when a powerful orgasm pushed me over the edge of a cliff and I fell head over heels into the heavens with an explosion of pleasure. "Yes, good girl," he assailed me with praise as I shuddered and rode out the waves of my climax still rolling through me. He kissed up the side of my neck and along my chin while slowly fucking me.

All I could I focus on was my sensitive core and the aftershocks of my organ as Knox continued drilling into me. It felt like an eternity as he kept thrusting, kissing and touching me but he finally sped up, jerking his hips and tightening his hold on me. After some minutes he finally grunted with his own release. 

I went limp underneath him against the bed as l tried to catch my breath. I was only half aware of his body weight pinning me into the matress and his own breathing that was hard and fast.

"Fuck, that was worth every penny," He chuckled with a gruff voice. His words were wicked, accompanied by the feeling of him pulling out of me. "So beautiful, Amanda. You so warm", He murmured as he rolled towards me. I heard him but l couldn't respond to him. I was really tired and the exhaustion caught up to me quickly. My eyes closed before I could stop them. He draped a heavy blanket over me, and the last thing I heard was his alluring voice, just one word.

A warning. A promise. A threat. Something dangerous.

"Mine", l didn't know what he meant but per now I didn't care. 

***

KNOX'S POV.

The following morning, I knew she was gone when I woke up.

It was more than the cold, empty space beside me, it was the ache in my chest, the primal pull of the mate bond screaming that she wasn’t near. My wolf growled in frustration, unsettled by her absence.

She had no idea what she’d done by running.

Amanda had left no trace, no scent lingering in the sheets, no note on the nightstand. The only proof of our night together was the ghost of her touch on my skin and the raging need in my veins. I should have marked her. I should have told her the truth. But I had been too lost in the moment, too desperate to have her.

I wanted more.

Last night I had been in such a rush to be inside of her, I couldn't go slow and savor the moment as much as I should have. That was a massive regret for me. It has been worth every penny spent to be with Amanda, but now I wanted more.

I wanted her trembling beneath me again, my hands gripping those delicate hips, her legs closing around my waist, trembling as she comes on my cock, my teeth at her throat, not to hurt her, but to claim her, to make sure no other male ever touched what was mine.

....

“Morning, Alpha Knox. Your next meeting is here.”

Harriet’s voice snapped me back to reality. My assistant peeked through the office door, her auburn curls bouncing as she shifted nervously. She had been useful once—obedient, willing—but now she barely registered in my mind. The wolf in me had lost interest the second I scented Amanda.

Now when I looked at her there was no spark of desire. Even after a week, my mind went back to my human mate.

Amanda

She was all I could think about. Even after a week, she haunted me. I should have been able to forget her. One night should have been enough to get her out of my system. But the mate bond didn’t work like that.

I had let my mate walk away.

And now my wolf wanted blood.

"Alpha Knox?", Harriet questioned.

"Ofcourse, send them in," I grumbled and waved her off . Her face fell at my harsh tone. A sigh pushed from me, annoyed with myself.

That night with my mate should have gotten her out of my system, but now I couldn't even look at another woman without seeing those weeping blue eyes as she danced on the stage. My mind kept replaying the way her body writhed when I slid myself so deep inside of her, I didn't know where she ended, and I began.

My head fell into my hand and I groaned with a loud exhale.."shit."

"Seems like you're doing great today , my boy", logan boomed as he walked, having heard my curse. "Pack duties are getting the best of you? Or is it that assistant outside the door you ache for?", He went on as he sat in the chair across from my desk and settled his heavy frame into the leather. As often as he came downstairs to my office, that seat was going to fuse to his ass.

"Can I help you, logan?" I straightened up and brushed my hair back.

“We got final approval from the mayor.” He murmured. “The land is officially ours. Within weeks, those buildings will be gone, and we’ll have prime territory for the new nightclub. We will appoint our fellow  werewolves  to work there”, He threw his hands in the air,cheering for the big win.

"Good, we needed that land." I rubbed my chain in thought. "Remind me what part of town the location was? I'll need to reach out to the contractor and work on a design that will fit with the area." 

"Eh? Oh, you know that strip club next to the Hudson River where Roman got his ass beat by that dancer?" 

Dancer. The word echoed in my head.

"Yes," I drew the word out as the memories of that night came back to me.

"Right next door! View of the water and everything! On West 51st street!", logan settled back into the chair, nodding happily with himself. Ofcourse, he remembered the strip club. He was loyal to his mate, but he certainly had a wandering eye . "Window shopping," He called it.

Yet it was the thoughts in my head that made my blood feel icy. "That's around the corner from the club we were at last weekend, right ?", I asked.

"Yeah, why?", Nikolai laughed. "You suddenly interested in clubs after your night with that dancer?", I stiffened when l heard his next words.

He didn't know yet that she was my mate.