She licks her lips and parts her legs. The end of the tail curls around her inner thigh, staying out of the way. She tries not to chew on her tail when he's watching. She knows it upsets him.
"Good girl." He pops the vibrator into her mouth and she hastily licks around the thick length.
She knows he's only doing this to make sure he doesn't hurt her when he puts in it, but she would have told him that he needn't have bothered. She's so wet and ready for him already. Cold air brushes between her legs when he pushes her down onto the couch and spreads her legs wide, hands on her inner thighs.
"I have several meetings today and none of them are shifters, so if you stay very quiet, none of them will be any the wiser," he says as he pushes the vibrator up between her wet lips, slipping easily into her hole. There's a thin cable connected to the end of the dildo and it slides in and in, disappearing inside of her. "Remember your instructions, baby?" He presses his fingers deeper inside her, pushing the vibrator deeper.
"Yes," she whimpers. A firm squeeze on the flesh of her thighs reminds her to amend it to a, "Yes, Daddy." Then, she moans, feeling the vibrator rub against her erogenous zone. She licks at her chapped lips and whimpers, struggling to stay still as he deliberately brushes his fingers inside her, splaying them wide to stretch her hole before pulling back.
"What is it? I want to hear you say it," he prompts.
"No- ah- No coming," she tells him obediently, repeating the mantra over and over again in her head as he continues to pump his fingers in and out of her, deliberately pushing her to the edge.
"Good girl," he says and turns the vibrator on. It doesn't start moving straight away. She knows he has it designed to go off at random intervals, lasting different lengths of time so that she is always unprepared. "Have something to read," he continues, bringing her a book from inside his desk drawer. It's a Science Fiction book she had seen him reading earlier at home. "Don't talk to anyone without my permission, alright, baby?"
"Yes, Daddy." His pupils are blown black with desire and he surges forward to capture her lips. She likes that even now, she can affect him by just calling him that. His left hand rests on her tail and he draws his right fingers out from her tight heat. He licks his fingers clean, enjoying the taste of her on his tongue.
It makes her blush brilliantly.
He drapes a jacket over her legs instead of helping her put her pants back on and the idea of someone coming in to see her half-dressed like this makes her body throb with lust. They wouldn't be able to tell that she has a vibrator inside her and isn't wearing any pants underneath his jacket, but she can feel the soft texture of his suit against her skin and the slight throb of something foreign inside her body.
He leans down and captures her lips in another searing kiss, nipping her bottom lip and biting down a little before releasing her.
She curls up on the couch and turns to the first page of the book. Her skin still feel like it's on fire, but now that she's close to her Alpha, she feels less like she's suffocating. It's an irritating sort of burn, one that makes her body ache with desire, but does not demand that she touch herself just yet.
It isn't so bad, a
t first. In fact, after ten minutes passed, and then twenty, she almost forgot about the vibrator inside her. The novel he gave her is interesting and she losses herself in the story.
The door to his office opens abruptly and she glances at the man walking in for a second before her attention returns to her book.
She doesn't listen to their conversation. Much of it doesn't make sense to her anyways. It's work stuff, things she no longer need to participate in. Sometimes, she misses the work she does in the basement but then she'll remember how uncomfortable it made her to have to be bundled up and pretend to care about things she doesn't actually care for.
The first vibration of the dildo inside her makes her cry out in shock. Thankfully, they are alone at that time. Mateo doesn't give her any attention beyond a quick glance in her direction and a slight smirk in the corner of his lips. She tries to distract herself with the book. At first, it is easy, the low vibration hardly enough to make her lose control. She's glad he decided to put it inside of her instead of on her nipples or clit. She's so much more sensitive there and would orgasm in no time at all.
Then again, that's probably why he did it. This way, he can let the agony build and build.
She squirms on the couch when the vibration continues, rubbing between her walls and making her tense all over. She grows wetter between her legs. Whenever she shifts, thinking that moving would make the ache better, she only manages to get the vibrator rubbing a different part of her and make things more unbearable.
Mateo is meeting with only a few of his high-level employees today, giving out work and getting updates. Most of them are aware of her position in his life and doesn't indicate that they notice her presence beyond a quick glance. They know Mateo's possessiveness when it comes to her. It is practically in every new employee's handbook now.
1. Do your work.
2. Don't look twice at the Alpha's mate.
She bites the inside of her cheek to keep the sounds from leaving her lips as the vibrator's torment continues. There's nothing to distract her. She had been staring at the same page for the past ten minutes without reading a single line.
She muffles her moans in the back of her hand and turns her back to Mateo and his employee so that they wouldn't see how much she's struggling to keep herself from coming. She wishes Mateo would stop working and come and touch her instead. The thought of his warm palms on her skin, lips on hers and his cock inside her makes her tremble. She shifts her weight sightly, feels his jacket shift on her lap and reminds herself that she can't come. She's not allowed to come.
She whimpers.
Chapter Thirteen: Complete
She's a crying mess by the time he decides that she's suffered enough. It's only been a little over three hours. She cries so beautifully, sniffling into his jacket all curled up and still trying her best to be quiet. The sight of her in the corner of his eyes is entirely too appealing. He had been half-hard the entire time, precum wetting his boxer briefs. He's had to stay seated throughout his few meetings so it's not so obvious that he's getting harder and harder.
The employees coming in today know better than to look twice at her. He appreciates employees who know their place.
After sparing a moment to watch her sniffle and writhe a little more on the couch, he walks to the door to make sure it is locked, and then returns to her side. She peers up at him with tearful eyes, looking ever so lovely on his couch. Her stomach has gotten rounder in the past few months and she knows it will only grow bigger with time. He'll have to put her in house arrest for the last few months to be safe. The doctor thinks she's carrying more than one, but they haven't had an ultrasound yet to be sure.