God!” She made a motion to push him away, but his grip only tightened, and he gave her an indignant nip on the neck.
Neither Dutchy nor Krieger made a move as both of them continued to gawk. “You’re still here? Were you raised in a barn?” So she grabbed the first thing she could—a stapler—and threw it at the couple. “Get out!”
Quickly, they turned around and left. Perverts! “Oh!” Holy shit, her mate didn’t even flinch throughout the whole ordeal, but kept going at it. What a champ!
His thrusts sped up, and he brought her down on his cock, his fingers digging into her shoulders so hard she knew they would leave a mark. She clung to him, moving her hips in time to his until her body exploded with a quick and powerful orgasm.
She barely had time to recover when he pulled out of her, planted her feet on the ground, then flipped her body to bend her over the desk and kicked her legs apart.
Holy fuck! She had expected his cock to push back into her, but instead, she felt a warm, wet tongue lick at her pussy lips. The surprise coupled with the shock of feeling his mouth on her sent tingles of pleasure across her skin, and she found herself pushing against him, wanting more. There was something so carnal and dirty about not being able to see him, but only feel him and hear him eating her out that added excitement to this scenario.
A palm slipped under her belly and moved to her mound, fingers seeking her hardened clit. “Oh God!” Between his talented mouth and his wicked fingers, she came in half a second, her body vibrating against the great oak desk.
He shifted behind her again, his hands gripping her ass and giving it a squeeze before she felt his cock at her pussy again. Oh Lord. She couldn’t remember calling on the Big Guy this much in her entire life, but if this wasn’t a religious experience, she didn’t know what was.
She braced herself against the table as he pounded hard into her. The steady oak table rocked under her, and she had to grip the edge to keep herself from slipping off. He was relentless, rutting fast into her, and as if he wasn’t satisfied with how he filled her, hooked a hand under one of her legs to prop it up on the table so he could go even deeper.
“Yes, oh God, I’m coming!” she cried out as her body convulsed with another orgasm. Fingers dug into her hips as his thrusting became erratic, his cock pulsing inside her as he filled her with his warm seed. He let out a guttural cry, muttering words she couldn’t make out as she was too busy riding out the wave of her own pleasure.
When her body finally stopped shaking, she plastered herself against the tabletop, her body sticky with sweat. He followed suit, pulling out before he collapsed on top of her, his chest heaving as his breath came in hard gasps before evening out.
Well, I guess this is where the awkwardness begins, she thought to herself. Quick, say something to break the ice!
And so, she said the first thing that came to her head. She reached behind her to raise her hand. “Great game, champ! High five!”
Chapter Two
As the sexual haze slowly cleared from his mind and the muscles in his body relaxed, the first thing that came to Dr. Cam Spenser’s mind was, Well, that was something.
A mate. How fascinating.
As a man of science, the very idea of some kind of magical higher power controlling one’s fate and choosing one’s lifetime partner should have been horrifying to him. However, he couldn’t say he was entirely opposed to the idea.
He’d heard stories and even met one or two colleagues who’d experienced the bond of fated mates, and it fascinated him on an intellectual level. Because surely, there was some kind of scientific explanation to the consuming need, overwhelming attraction, and urgency to procreate with just one particular person. Perhaps something in shifter physiology could detect the pheromones of the most ideal partner to breed with. Or maybe the correct combination of hormones and body chemistry set off some kind of reaction. A thorough study with subjects, experimentation, and trials could unlock the mystery behind mates and this pseudo-metaphysical bond that supposedly formed and linked their souls.
Of course, when he said all that aloud to his colleagues, they looked horrified and objected immediately.