31: Beta and Gamma

Rune’s POV

As I watched Alora eat, the paperwork on my desk became a distant concern. I leaned back, eyes glued to the screen as she bit into a sausage, a soft moan escaping her lips.

She’s always liked them, but today, my mind took a darker turn. Her moan wasn’t just about the food, it was a sound that had me imagining those perfect lips moaning around my cock instead.

A growl rumbled in my chest, my cock twitching at the idea. Fuck. Why hadn’t I thought of this before? Alora had never given me a blow job, and now the thought consumed me.

I could almost feel those red lips wrapped around me, the warmth, the wetness... I needed it. The image of her on her knees, her mouth working up and down my length, was enough to drive me insane.

She finished eating, oblivious to the effect she was having on me. Afterward, she moved to the armchair and sat down, staring off into space. Her expression was quiet, contemplative, as if she were lost in thought.

I forced myself to go bac