Page 46 of The Alpha Wolf's Pregnant Bride

I've never woken up beside a female the next morning, not in my many quests outside the Moon Shine Pack or within.

This is a first for me, and the realization is strangely pleasant.

“Good morning, beautiful,” I reply, leaning in to press a chaste kiss on her fragrant lips. When I pull back, she wears a sheepish smile that brightens her cheeks with a rosy blush. Again, demure in her acceptance of the compliment, I'm mentally kicking my feet and squealing like a nervous teenager.

Good Goddess! She brings out something so pure in me, a deeply buried softness to my usually tough nature as the Alpha.

“What happened last night?” Cassandra asks, propping her head on one arm as she gazes at me intently.

I sigh, turning to stare at the ceiling while folding an arm behind my head. Oddly enough, I feel so comfortable, like we didn't just spend the night together for the first time. It feels comfortable, like we've been doing this for years, and I'm able to open up and talk about all that's been happening over the past couple of months.

“... Our last hope of finding Alpha Dorian is with the help of this hacker,” I blow out an agitated sigh as I turn to Cassandra. Her eyes are thoughtful and contemplative as she stares at me, her lips pursed.

“Are you going to the office today?” she asks, completely changing the subject and confusing me. I'd just given her the rundown of the looming threat of the rogues and told her how tough the fight had been against them last night.

All she has to say to that is a question about me leaving for work.

I blink fervently at her, disarmed by the softness of her eyes but still confused.

“Y-yes,” I concede with a wary nod. “Work must go on.”

“I'm coming with you,” she declares, flipping over and kicking her legs off the bed. She hops onto her feet, spinning around to throw me a wide, excited grin.

Chuckling, I sit upright and cock my head to one side. “What do you mean you're coming with me?”

“Well… This time, my life won't be in danger in your office,” Cassandra quips with a wink.

“Agreed. But what are you gonna do there?”

Cassandra shrugs before she begins to remove her sweater. “I am a graphic designer without a job right now,” she says, standing in nothing but her panties when she places her hands on her hips. “Maybe I could pressure the boss into giving me one.”

Smirking as I climb off the bed and pull her toward me by her waist. “You might have to seduce the boss…” I said, brushing my nose across her cheek and delighting in the way her body shudders against mine.

She reaches between us, pressing her palm on the outline of my growing bulge at the front of my pants. “I'm so bored out here; I'll doanythingto get that job.”

Licking my lips in anticipation, I let Cassandra lead me to the bathroom. “Anything?” I ask, to which she turns to me and nods.

“Anything,” she grants in a faint, mischievous whisper meant to seduce me.

I take a step back and rake my eyes over her, Goddess-like curves, plump in all the right places. Mentally, I'm drooling when I'm reminded of how exhilarating it was to be balls deep inside her, feeling those supple curves beneath my palms like the prize she is.

What's more thrilling is that she'd been a virgin when I made love to her last night under the canopy of stars.

There are so many things she doesn't know, so many things that she still has to discover, things I'm about to teach her.

With my bottom lip tucked between my teeth, I step back further and drop my pants to the floor, where they pool at my ankles along with my boxers.

My cock is already hard with the thought of her plump pink lips wrapped around the head.

“Get on your knees,” I order her, my voice dropping an octave lower with the pent-up desire coiling in my core. When she does as she's told, her eyes fixed on my erection as her cheeks fill with color. I smirk and reach out to stroke my thumb across her parted lips. Her eyes are seductively innocent as she stares at me through the veil of dark, wanton lashes. “Good girl…” I praise, taking my cock in one hand and lining the tip with her luscious lips. “... Now, show me how badly you want that job.”

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Watching Cassandra walk around my office, I can't help but feel enraptured by how pleased she seems, wearing a smile as she reads the certificates hanging on the wall behind my desk.

On our way to the office building, I'd learned more about Cassandra and how she pursued her dreams of making a name for herself as a graphic designer for a marketing company in Japan. Saying I was impressed by her ambition would be an understatement.

Right now, her ambition to find a job in my company has perks of its own, like the one I experienced in the shower this morning.

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