And by explain, Annette knows it involves his fingers or cock inside her already sensitive pussy.Damn. She knew that she couldn't possibly go again as her pussy was so sensitive from the abuse it had endured, but her body and thoughts were saying otherwise. She doesn't think her pussy can handle another session of fucking at the moment or a repeat of another toes-curling orgasm, so she shook her head. No, there was no need for him to go over it again; she totally got the message. Yet, his fingers were still buried deep inside her, and despite the fact that she just orgasmed, her body responded to the feeling of his fingers inside her. He slowly slipped his fingers out of her dripping core with deliberate care. A glistening stream of her arousal followed the slow departure of his fingers, dripping down her thighs, and she whimpered from the loss, as she felt the emptiness where his fingers had been.Fighting to regain her breath, she let her weight rest on the bedroom door for supp
"Come here," he spoke, motioning for her to come closer. She eased off the bed and walked over to where he stood by the door. She was halfway across the room towards him when awareness hit her and she stopped moving. Her body responded to his every command instinctively, as if his presence robbed her of control.Sensing her hesitation, he stepped forward to bridge the remaining distance. He wrapped his arms around her waist and tugged her against his broad chest, pressing a swift, firm kiss on her lips. "Treat yourself to something special, whatever you want. It matters to me that you feel content here by my side." He spoke, gently brushing his fingers across her cheeks.Whatever she wants, Xavier should stop giving her ideas, she muses."Alright, Xavier. Go on, head to your meeting— you don't want to keep them waiting." She said, with a little smile trying to act like the submissive woman he wants her to be, just for now, just for today; she will choose her battle wisely. "Have a g
Her aunt's voice was becoming more heated, getting louder, signaling that she was starting to get really angry. Annette sighed, already anticipating the scolding and reprimanding that is about to follow. This was the last thing she needed at this point. She began to pace; the thick carpet of the living room muffled the sound of her footsteps."It is not your house, Auntie, you are now staying with me, or have you forgotten already?" Annette asked. She made an effort to be as gentle as possible, but it was the honest reality.Not long ago, Annette decided to move out of her aunt's place and live on her own. It was hard, especially since she was the family's only source of income.Her aunt got remarried, and her new husband moved in to live with her aunt. He took the small money Josephine had saved for her alcohol and bit her, and after endless arguing, Josephine opted to separate from him. The marriage lasted for a brief four months before Josephine arrived at Annette's front door, her
Xaver sat behind the sleek and glimmering mahogany desk in his office. Sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows bathing the office in a soft glow. In his hand was a sack of documents; his piercing eyes scanned the document, yet his focus faltered; his thoughts were elsewhere.His thoughts were filled with her, with his desire for her. He had a lot of work to do, documents he needed to go through, and no matter how often he tried, his thoughts kept circling back, leaving the same paragraph unread, his focus utterly absent.Fuck. A deep growl escaped his lips as he pushed his chair away from the desk, standing abruptly. He moved to the large windows, taking in the bustling London street below, the sound of the busy traffic filtering through the thick glass window. The towering building provided a magnificent view, yet none of it captivated him.Nothing could silence the war unfolding in his mind. The second he got into the office, his mind went into overdrive; her image
All he had, he had through his own effort, achieved through hard work and sacrifice, through determination and struggle. It was worth it in the end. His human capabilities were exceptional, enhanced by his wolf, providing him with an edge over a werewolf who depends solely on his animal for power. He was filled with a surge of pride.However, his strength and capabilities were irrelevant given his current circumstances.Funny that he had been patting himself on the back for handling Annette's cousin situation last week. He had planned on quenching his desire for her and then letting her go, but things hadn't gone as expected.After three nights of desire and intimacy, he couldn't bring himself to let her go, the same feeling he had when she had first entered his office last week.He was so screwed.She had provoked risky thoughts about keeping her close to him and never letting her go. Thought he couldn't entertain, no matter how tempting they were. Annette was human, and that would a
The elevator arrived at the top floor, chiming as the door slid open. Stepping out of the elevator and into the receiving room, Xavier was met with an eerie silence.A stillness that left him puzzled. Where was she? Where is Annette? Is she taking a nap? Those questions filtered through his thoughts. As he moved further into the space, heading toward the living room, the faint sounds of paper turning caught his attention.Though the room was quiet, his sharp werewolf hearing allowed him to catch the softest of noise.He stepped into the living room, only to find it empty, with no trace of the curvy figures he was searching for.He crossed the brief distance between the living room and the kitchen, stopping at the doorway to take in the scene. He was expecting to see the usual serenity of the kitchen, where the faint smell of coffee filled the air and bright light from the luxurious chandelier reflected on the sleek surface of the countertop and marble floor.His kitchen was spacious
But instead, she had shopped for food preparation equipment and baking supplies. Not only that, but he had found her working in his kitchen.She had someone send over boxes filled with invoices and taxes from her shop. Annette had turned his luxurious and sophisticated kitchen into her workstation.She signed in exasperation at him. "Nothing serious, just sorting and arranging of the document; the audit exercise is taking place very soon. Once I'm done, Benny from the shop is coming here to take it back to the shop."She was seriously working. Xavier was taken aback, shaking his head in reluctant approval.Rather than idly sitting around, she navigated his rules and found a way to get what she wanted.'Relentless and unweaving, she would be a perfect match for an alpha.' his wolf muttered within his mind.The fuck. Not going to happen.His wolf constantly seizes every possible chance to plant the thought of Annette being his mate in his mind.He dangled the file just beyond reach."
His wolf growled in approval.He placed his left hand on the counter, just beside her hips, to steady himself. His right hand moved to grip her waist as he worked his cock in and out of her. He threw his head back and shut his eyes from the intense pleasure of being inside her. She moaned, her fingers reaching out to him, and gripped his hand that was placed on her hips to ground herself as he pulled his cock out of her nearly all the way and thrust back in. Her body trembled, her lips parted as she struggled to catch her breath.Fuck. She was beautiful. The sight of her, spread out before him like an offering, was overwhelming, mind-blowing.He soon sped up the pace, thrusting into her in a quick and hard succession. His balls slapping against her ass as he drove into her, thrusting into her pussy hard and fast. A whimper escaped her parted lips, her fingers digging into his hand on her hips, and he growled, not from pain but pleasure. His movement was swift and slick, her pussy ge
As she observed the battle, an elf lunged at Xavier with a blade from the back.Annette flinched in fright and called out to him in warning. Xavier twisted with lightning speed, sidestepping the elf. He moved faster than she expected, which surprised her. He rose from the ground, balancing on his legs, his paws stretching outward as his claws tore through the elf's abdomen.Blood spraying all around them and pulling at his feet. He lunged forward, his fangs sinking into the elf's neck, ripping his head from his neck in a single motion.His fur was soaked with blood, his fangs were red with blood dripping down his mouth and running down his jaw and neck.Annette felt her face drain of all colour; a wave of nausea surged up her throat at the brutal and violent act.She watched as the life drained from people in front of her. She stood frozen as death was unfolding right in front of her."Oh God," she whispered in sheer horror. The steps and streets below were bathed in blood. The were
Annette walked out of the building housing her cousin's studio, and she instantly felt a shiver coursing through her.Annette immediately grasped the gravity of her situation. She realized that she was in danger.Alarm bells went off in her mind, and she felt a rush of fear running through her body, and every fiber of her being urged her to escape."Come on, guys, take a look at what we have here." Said a deep male voice mockingly, and Annette cautiously turned to face them. She found herself enclosed by what resembled a group of bad-looking guys who kept throwing lustful glances at her. Their skin was pale and dirty, like they had been on the street for quite some time and hadn't taken proper care of themselves or had a bath in months. They had high cheekbones, a sharp jawline and delicate nose. Their hair was of different styles which looked dirty and unkempt, adorned in various bright, luminous hair colours.They were tall and lean with an athletic body and pointed ears. They were
This had caused an uproar in werewolf society, but no one was powerful enough to challenge it. When Xavier became alpha, he abolished those vile policies.But Xavier’s efforts to persuade his father had fallen on unresponsive ears.Had things been different, if his father had relaxed that single rule, Xavier would have never let Richard's marriage to Annette’s auntie stand in his way.He would have marched right into the guest house on the Michaelson estate where they had lived out of concern for their safety and made her his mate, bonded with her as his mate.Did she realize how many full moon nights he had spent watching over them, ensuring the rest of the pack didn’t approach but kept their distance?Fuck, the things he instinctively does for her.The guards filtered out as his phone went off. He looked down at his phone and noticed that it was an unsaved number. Who could it be? Could it be Annette? Was she in danger? Why did she have to disappear and get caught by the wrong peop
Find mate. Find mate.His wolf had been agitated all morning, pacing and snarling in his thoughts, which had frustrated him since he couldn’t understand why, but the news after his meeting brought everything into focus.His mate was nowhere to be found.Xavier shot a displeased look at his subordinate; his anger was simmering past the point of control."You’re telling me a single human woman outsmarted you?" He snapped at the bunch of idiots standing before him.He was enraged and made no attempt to conceal it, his voice reverberating throughout the grand reception area of the Michaelson building.He had come back from another important meeting with a client to find the security team bustling all around the premises, and one of them had stepped into his office to inform him that Annette was missing. Annette had succeeded in outsmarting them all. Bloody fools."Yes, Alpha. We can't find her; we checked the entire building." Damien, the one he’d entrusted with the responsibility, kept h
The next item was a jacket, which she took from a hanger and threw on over her dress.Just before reaching the white door labeled 'restroom', her eyes landed on a wide-brimmed hat. She plucked it off a mannequin and set it on her head, altering her appearance.Perfect.She needed to move quickly before the werewolf bodyguard realized she was gone.She pushed into the ladies restroom and hurried to the last stall, throwing the door wide open.Her eyes fixed on the narrow window above the toilet seat, calculating if it was large enough for her to pass through.Placing her feet on the closed toilet lid, she pushed herself upward and maneuvered her body through the window.It was a tight squeeze, but she made it through. The ground below wasn't far, and she jumped down with ease.Landing on the floor outside the boutique building, she scanned the surroundings and realized it was an alleyway between the boutique and a restaurant. She quickly stepped out and found herself on another street
Annette stood at the front entrance of the building, watching as Benny loaded up the cardboard boxes full of files and folders. She had called Benny last night during one of their sex marathon breaks to inform him to come over and get was because the audit is scheduled to take place pretty soon."Hey man, can you assist me in loading the boxes into the taxi?" Benny asked the stoic figure and expressionless bodyguard as he tried to lift two boxes at once, and the bodyguard moved to join him.The werewolf bodyguard had been assigned by Xavier to follow her around. Annette wasn't sure of Xavier's intention with the bodyguard; was he to protect her or to keep her from leaving? She could have sworn it was the latter because the bodyguard was literally breathing down her neck and refused to let her out of his sight.The bodyguard moved to assist Benny, and Annette stayed back to observe. She watched as the huge, intimidating bodyguard load the boxes of files into the car. The guard leane
His wolf growled in approval.He placed his left hand on the counter, just beside her hips, to steady himself. His right hand moved to grip her waist as he worked his cock in and out of her. He threw his head back and shut his eyes from the intense pleasure of being inside her. She moaned, her fingers reaching out to him, and gripped his hand that was placed on her hips to ground herself as he pulled his cock out of her nearly all the way and thrust back in. Her body trembled, her lips parted as she struggled to catch her breath.Fuck. She was beautiful. The sight of her, spread out before him like an offering, was overwhelming, mind-blowing.He soon sped up the pace, thrusting into her in a quick and hard succession. His balls slapping against her ass as he drove into her, thrusting into her pussy hard and fast. A whimper escaped her parted lips, her fingers digging into his hand on her hips, and he growled, not from pain but pleasure. His movement was swift and slick, her pussy ge
But instead, she had shopped for food preparation equipment and baking supplies. Not only that, but he had found her working in his kitchen.She had someone send over boxes filled with invoices and taxes from her shop. Annette had turned his luxurious and sophisticated kitchen into her workstation.She signed in exasperation at him. "Nothing serious, just sorting and arranging of the document; the audit exercise is taking place very soon. Once I'm done, Benny from the shop is coming here to take it back to the shop."She was seriously working. Xavier was taken aback, shaking his head in reluctant approval.Rather than idly sitting around, she navigated his rules and found a way to get what she wanted.'Relentless and unweaving, she would be a perfect match for an alpha.' his wolf muttered within his mind.The fuck. Not going to happen.His wolf constantly seizes every possible chance to plant the thought of Annette being his mate in his mind.He dangled the file just beyond reach."
The elevator arrived at the top floor, chiming as the door slid open. Stepping out of the elevator and into the receiving room, Xavier was met with an eerie silence.A stillness that left him puzzled. Where was she? Where is Annette? Is she taking a nap? Those questions filtered through his thoughts. As he moved further into the space, heading toward the living room, the faint sounds of paper turning caught his attention.Though the room was quiet, his sharp werewolf hearing allowed him to catch the softest of noise.He stepped into the living room, only to find it empty, with no trace of the curvy figures he was searching for.He crossed the brief distance between the living room and the kitchen, stopping at the doorway to take in the scene. He was expecting to see the usual serenity of the kitchen, where the faint smell of coffee filled the air and bright light from the luxurious chandelier reflected on the sleek surface of the countertop and marble floor.His kitchen was spacious