Chapter 80
chest more and her hands start to caress more than rub. I am half asleep before I realize that she Her hands start to slide down n has now moved to straddle me in my chair. Taking advantage of my plaxed state. ‘Della what are you doing? ” I ask, my voice slightly above a hoarse whisper. “I miss you, Thane. You’re stressed and tense. We both need to release some tension.” She swivels her hips forward, sliding her bare cunt over my dick. Of course she came without panties. “Della, I can’t” I rasp out as she keeps grinding, kissing down my neck. “Please, Thane. I need this. You need this. Smell my arousal. Feel how much I need you.” She moans out while grinding herself back and forth, close to bringing herself to orgasme Della stop, I can’t. Not tonight.” I practically plea with her while trying to fight my own urges to whip my dick out and shove inside her. There’s only so much grinding I can take in my state before I give into the lust in front of me. No, I couldn’t do at, I wouldn’t. My dick, however, isn’t getting the message becoming hard against my zipper as she continues grinding, into mo
“Oh Thane….oh yes. You feel so good….I am so close….dh shi…it.” she mewls out while grinding against me harder. My hands fight to stay at my sides. She isn’t going to stop. I should stop,this. I shove my hands down on her hips, holding her in place while she comes all over my jeans. Damn it. “You got what you came here for Della. Leave.” I whisper in her ear. She lifts her head off of my shoulder and stands off of my lap with a huge grin on her face. “Oh, did NOT get what I came here for.” She says flirtatiously as she hikes her skirt over her hips, turns around and bends over my desk, baring both holes to me. Expectantly waiting to be filled. I could see her wetness coating her.
I stand up behind her and place a hand on each ass cheek, squeezing hard eliciting a moan. I should be pounding into her now. Getting off and getting her the hell out of here. But yet I remain standing here doing nothing as memories of being with little wolf flood my mind instead. Fates, I missed her. I wonder how she is as it soon dawns on me that she could be having a panic attack from not hearing from me and I was too selfish today to remember what happened last time I was cold to her. Little wolf doesn’t deserve that.
“Please alpha, please I need you.” Della rasps out bringing my thoughts back to the present. She’s still sprawled across my desk presented to me. Biting her bottom lip while looking back at me. “Please alpha.” She moans loud and needy as I run my fingers down her wet slit. “I can give you my fingers Della, nothing more and never again.” “But, Thane, you can’t mean that.” “I do mean it Della. I want this between us done. This is how it ends.” “But why? Please tell me.” “You’ve gotten too close to me. It will be harder for you when you find your mate.” “I don’t want to find him Thane. I want you.” “You know my rule, Della. This is over. You can have my fingers, or nothing at all.” “I don’t believe you, Thane.” She says while spreading her legs wider and pushing her ass more in the air, sliding her slit against my knuckles. “I mean it Della. I am done. Why don’t you take my offer so I can get the hell out of here and call it a night.” “Thane, please.” She pleads over her shoulder. “No, Della, just get up and get out.” “Thane, no. You don’t want that.” “What I want isn’t in this room.” I yell at her on the brink of losing it. “What you want, or who you want Thane p>
As I stare down at her I feel a pull in my chest, and I am overcome with warmth. My senses are overwhelmed with a sweet, calming smell and Ronan is shouting ‘mate‘ repeatedly in my mind. I back up and look up to my doorway. The fated mate bond snapping intc place. The sound of my name a raspy whisper, coming through vocal cords not used in months. There in my doorway is a distraught looking little wolf. My fated mate looking at me as I am standing behind a still presented Della.
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