No matter how much I fought it, my story with Kaleem was a maze, and I enjoyed getting lost in it. I wanted to know about him, his past and family, and his pack and plans for the future.
I wanted to forget my anger.
I wanted to be his future, but as brave as I tried to be before Colin, whenever I felt like I was getting a taste of happiness, I felt a crippling fear that my uncle was standing around a corner, waiting to ruin it all.
It was something he instilled in all pack members over time, and I couldn’t tell when exactly I’d started fearing being happy because of him.
“Hey,” Kaleem whispered while picking me up and placing me on the desk. “Why are you crying?”
“I don’t want to lose this again,” I murmured while wiping my tears. “I don’t want to hope and have it snatched away, Kaleem. I can’t do it.”
“We’ll do things right this time,” he said while kissing my cheek and throat. “We’ll be open, honest, we’ll support each other, and I’ll show you, you can be happy without the worry of losing it.”
“Do you want this? Do you want us?” he asked against my lips, and I nodded. “Say it.”
“I want this and us,” I replied, and he pressed his lips to mine.
My skirt rolled up my thighs when he positioned himself between my legs, and my hand slid up his arms. Of course, I wanted this.
I needed him was more like it, and when his hand slipped under my skirt to caress my wetness, I whimpered, but he quickly covered my mouth.
I felt his claw growing while he rubbed at my clit, and I bit down on my tongue when he used his claw for ripping my underwear. The sound of the fabric tearing echoed through the room until Kaleem held up the shredded black underwear.
When I reached out to take it, he pulled away and shoved it into his pocket. “You don’t need this anymore.”
Before I could reply, he got on his knees and pushed my legs open. “Don’t scream,” he warned seconds before burying his face between my legs.
I gripped onto the desk so tight the wood cracked, but my thoughts were already too fuzzy for me to care. Kaleem licked and suckled at my flesh, and I leaned back when he held me behind my knees to push my legs further apart.
He was wild, ravenous, and my climax came quickly and with an uncontrollable urge to pee. I panicked and held it in. My head was thrown back while trying to control my shaking body.
“No, wait! Please!” I cried, and Kaleem quickly stood up.
He captured my lips, and I licked at his lips and tongue, devouring my taste. I caressed and clawed at his body, not getting enough of him until I felt his member pressing at my entrance.
When he growled into my mouth, I briefly remembered where we were.
“We shouldn’t do this. Someone might hear us,” I said breathily, and Kaleem pushed into me and covered my mouth.
My scream was muffled, but my shaking legs slammed against the desk while he pressed his lips to my ear.
“Every day you enter this office, you’ll remember I fucked you right here,” he pulled out slowly before sinking into me again, and my eyes rolled back. “I’m going to enjoy having you every day until the day we die. I promise you that.”
With a hand over my mouth and the other holding my nape, he drove into me until my climax flowed down my thighs and his cock to the floor, and when I thought he was done, he pulled me off the desk and pushed me over it to lie on my stomach.