Alpha's Private Plaything (Elsa and Drake Stone) novel Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Elsa

I led him to my office, heart pounding so hard I thought it might burst. As soon as we entered, Drake locked the door behind us, and I moved to pull down the blinds on the glass wall facing the corridor.

The moment the blinds closed, he was on me, turning me around and pressing me against the wall. His mouth crashed down on mine,

hungrier than before, all pretense of control gone. His hands were everywhere-in my hair, on my breasts, sliding up my skirt.

“Two months,” he growled against my neck. “Two fucking months without this.” He bit down on my shoulder, hard enough to mark.

“Mine.”

I should have fought him. Should have maintained some dignity. Instead, I melted against him, my body betraying all my resolutions.

“God damn you,” I whispered, even as my hands scrambled at his belt.

He spun me around, bending me over my desk with a possessive growl. There was a ripping sound as he tore my stockings, creating an

opening. I bit my lip hard, knowing there were still people working outside.

“You need to be quiet,” he warned, positioning himself behind me. “Unless you want your entire staff to hear you getting fucked by your

boss.”

I buried my face in my arms as he thrust into me, hard and deep, giving me no time to adjust. My body welcomed him despite the rough

treatment, or perhaps because of it-my pussy gripping him desperately, embarrassingly wet. He gripped my hips, pulling me back against

him with each thrust.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he groaned, his fingers digging into my flesh. “Look at you,” he said, his voice a harsh whisper. “So eager for me.

Did you think about this while you were up here alone? Did you touch yourself and wish it was me?”

I refused to answer, refused to give him that satisfaction, but my body answered for me-clenching around him, growing wetter with each thrust. My wolf had completely taken over, whimpering and submitting, delirious with joy at finally having our Alpha inside us again.

“Answer me,” he demanded, landing a sharp smack on my ass that made me gasp.

“Yes! Fuck, yes, I thought about it,” I admitted through gritted teeth, hating myself for the confession. “Are you happy now?”

After several minutes, he pulled out suddenly and flipped me over, sitting me on the edge of the desk. His hands went to his tie, removing it with practiced ease.

“Hands,” he commanded, and I extended my wrists, knowing what was coming. My wolf practically purred as he bound them together with his silk tie, then guided me to the leather couch in the corner of my office.

He sat down, still fully clothed except for his open fly, and pulled me onto his lap, facing him. “Now,” he said, his eyes glowing with Alpha gold, “you’re going to ride me. Show me how much you’ve missed this cock.”

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Chapter 13

Arrogant bastard, I thought, even as my body obeyed. With my hands bound, I had to use my thighs to lift myself, sinking down onto him again and again. It was exhausting, humiliating, and unbearably arousing. I bit my lip until I tasted blood, fighting to stay silent as

pleasure built inside me.

Drake watched me with hungry eyes, his hands gripping my ass, occasionally thrusting up to meet me when my pace faltered. “That’s it,” he murmured. “Take what you need. Show me who you belong to.”

“I hate you,” I whispered, even as my body tightened around him, racing toward release.

“No, you don’t,” he replied, capturing my mouth in a bruising kiss.

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