She's here

Owen

I am working on the payroll when a knock on my office door gets my attention. "Come in." The door opens, and it is like time stops.

"Mate, that's her. She's here. Run to her, touch her, sniff her, we need her." I can hear the urgency in my wolf’s voice. “Get up and go to her. I need her to be mine!”

"Calm down. She’s human; we will freak her out if we pounce on her. Plus, you heard Rachel, she's had a hard life. It might be best if we stay out of the drama. I think we have been through enough."

"No! The moon goddess mated her to us. Her body, her mind, and her soul, all designed for us. Maybe she had to go through that life so she could be ready for us."

I watch her. As she walks towards me, and I push myself closer to my desk. It will not make a good impression if she sees how turned on I am just by looking at her.

"Hi, I'm Melony Neil. Rachel's friend. I have an interview with you tonight at eight." She sticks her hand out for me to shake. I do all too eagerly. The sparks fly the minute we touch. It is everything the stories say. The tingling, the smell, she became my world at that moment, and she has no idea. I need to take things slow since she is human. If I go to fast, it will scare her.

My body aches. I want to touch Melony. Kiss her. Hold her in my lap. Make love to her and watch her lose control from pleasure. Then flip her over, fuck her, and mark her. My cock throbs. It is harder than ever. What is going to happen when she touches it? I have fantastic stamina. I take pride in always being able to give women multiple orgasms. But with her, I’m not sure. Her smell and a handshake are doing so much for me. I keep taking deep breaths to smell her; she is intoxicating. I need a plan for making her mine.

All I can think about is bending her over my desk and spanking her until her beautiful ass is bright red. I want to rip that shirt off her; it is Rachel's, my mate doesn't need to wear anything like that. She is mine; all I need is a plan to grow our bond. I know she feels something. I can smell her arousal when she looks at me.

Then I get an idea. I can make Melony my personal submissive. Give us time to build our bond, then tell her everything. The blush on her cheeks when I told her the only position I have available is for a private submissive makes her even more beautiful. When she tells me how inexperienced she is, I almost lose it. My plan changes slightly, and I decide to offer to train her instead. Introduce her to different kinks. I offer her time to think, but she doesn’t take it. I try to hide my excitement. After she leaves, I lock my office door and walk over to the couch. Her scent still fills the room.

I close my eyes and imagine all the unspeakable things I will do to her.

Dream:

"Master, please, I can't take it anymore. I need you, please."

I let her nipple slide out of my mouth with a pop. "Your skin is so sweet, pet. Is it just as sweet down here?" I turn off the vibrator and remove it. I can smell how ready she is; her arousal is down her thigh. I slide my hand down her stomach onto her hip then down her leg. I love watching her squirm, trying to move her body so my hand will touch her.

"Please, Master, I ache for you. Please stop torturing me." She can't move much. Mel’s hands are tied to the headboard while I push her legs apart with my body. Slowly I let my fingers trace up the inside of her thigh until it reaches her sex. Then I run one finger down her slit. She throws her head back and moans. "You're so wet, pet." I use my thumb to make small circles on her clit. "So responsive. You know that makes me very happy, pet. You're so beautiful, especially when you're tied up and spread out like this."

A knock at the office door brings me out of my fantasy. I mumble a curse under my breath and walk over to the door. I open it harder than intended, "What?". It’s Andrea.

"I thought you might want some company tonight." She smiles at me and strokes my cheek.

"Not tonight, I have a ton of work to do." She glances down at my pants.

"You know I can help you with that." She reaches for my pants, but I grab her wrists.

"Not tonight, Andrea. I have other things I have to do." I quickly shut the door before she has time to respond. "What time is it?" I have another hour before I take Derick's pack members home. Taking the back stairs two at a time, I race to my apartment above the club. I unlock the door and run inside. I turn on the shower and get in, it is freezing, but I need relief.

"You should have gotten our mate to start tonight." I can feel my wolf’s desperation to touch her.

"Don't you think that's a little forward?"

"You know I am an animal, right? My kind sniffs butts to say hello."

I chuckle, "You got me there."

After my shower, I take Derick's four-pack members home. Two males and two females. We all pile into my truck.

I hit the border to find no one, so I drive them to the packhouse. Of course, Derick is outside standing next to a woman. "Hey Owen, this is Shelia. She just stopped by to make sure everyone got home safe."

"How considerate." I give a tight but polite smile. I know Derrick is trying to set me up; he doesn’t know that I found my mate tonight.

"She's quite considerate, kind, and great with kids," he gives me a sly smile. I shake my head, and the smile quickly fades. "Well, it's late, and I am sure everyone is tired," I tell everyone goodbye and climb back into my truck. 

 After that, I head back to the club. I need to plan out this weekend.