Page 21 of Billionaire Wolf Needs a Nanny

I wondered how many strokes of my fingers it would take until she gushed her juice all over me. What an interesting experiment. As I worried the sensitive bit of flesh, she sucked in a breath and bit down on my lip. The bitter metallic tang of my blood hit my tongue, flaming my wolf's bloodlust. Sex and pain were one and the same for my kind. Faster and faster, I rubbed her, coaxing more dew from her core.

Finally, she wrenched her lips away from mine. Looking up at me and holding my gaze, she rocked her hips against the heel of my hand.

"Good girl." I grinned wickedly at her as she started fucking herself on my hand. Her mouth hung open as she panted and climbed towards her climax. Sensing that she was close, I pulled my other hand back and gave a series of quick sharp slaps to her bottom. She yelped and cried out her release as she went stiff and exploded, gushing all over my hand.

The sight of her coming undone was almost enough to make me spurt my seed all over myself like a teenager.

She looks up at me in a daze as she comes down from her orgasm. I brought my hand up to my mouth and licked each of my fingers clean of her honey. The taste of her on my tongue ignited a primal urge inside of me. My vision turned red. The beast roared, clawing at my insides to take what was mine.

I gripped her bottom in my hand, squeezing hard enough to leave a mark. Her yelp was like a bucket of ice water dumped over my head. I pushed myself away from her.

What kind of monster was I? Lacey was far too delicate and important to treat like a bitch in heat that I was about to fuck on the kitchen counter.

"What about you?" She reached out for me, but I intercepted her. Bringing her hand up, I kissed her knuckles.

Repressing the beast's demands to mount her, I dug my nails into my palms. "It's late. Emilia wakes up early. Go get some rest," I ground out.

Like a coward, I ran away with my tail between my legs to the refuge of my room. Pressing my body against the back of the door, I waited until I heard the snick of her own bedroom door closing and locking.

"Idiot," I muttered under my breath. For the first time ever, my life was in complete harmony. Family and work fit together and it was all with Lacey's help. What I just did tonight put all of that in jeopardy. Not only did Emilia think of her as family, but she was human for fuck's sake. That should have been enough to put a stop to all of this. A female human could not withstand the violence and perversion a wolf demanded when he rutted his mate.

Because that was what she was, I realized with a jolt. It explained the powerful pull she had over me and the way my wolf was lulled to sleep when she was around. That was, when the wolf wasn't aroused into a roaring rage to claim her. What a cruel twist of fate that she wasn't a she-wolf.

The claiming was what scared me. The wolf itched to take every bit of her pussy, ass, and mouth. We would rut over and over again until my seed spilled from her. I would fill her until she was ruined for any other man, then mark her with my handprints and my bite so that every wolf knew she was mine.

It was brutal and animalistic. It would break her frail human body. It could never be.

I let out a growl and punched the pillows on my bed. Even through the walls between us, I could sense her. Against my own will, my hand came up to my nose and I gave it a good long whiff. Having her scent all over me wasn't making it easy to resist the temptation of the mate that I could never have.

With my cum churning in my nuts, and a denied release, I was never going to get any sleep. Stripping out of my clothes, I reached down and gripped my cock. If I couldn't have my sweet innocent nanny in real life, then I would have to settle for imagining Lacey taking all of my cock until my balls plugged her as I filled her with my seed.

"Fuck, that's it. Take me," I groaned as I pumped my hand up and down my shaft. She was now on her knees, offering her pretty little mouth for me. I tugged at my cock, imagining it was her throat I was plunging into. Faster and faster I tugged. Then she was on her hands and knees, her head to the floor and her bubble butt bouncing as she took me in her ass and I marked her bottom with my handprints.

My cum dripped from my cock, mimicking her slick dew across my shaft. Once, twice, and then my cock jerked as I came, filling her dark channel before I sprayed her ass and back with my seed.

As I opened my eyes, the last spurts of my cum landed on my barren bedsheet. The orgasm took the edge off, but I was still throbbing with need. Grabbing the edge of the sheet, I pulled it off and dumped it in a pile on the floor. My fantasies were a pale substitute for the real thing, but it would have to do. I collapsed on the bed and fell into an uneasy sleep with my mind haunted by thoughts of a sweet little nanny who could never be mine.

Chapter 8

LACEY

Emilia waved at me from across the room as she watched the model train snake around the store with a group of other children. Despite her heavy winter jacket making her look like a puffy marshmallow, she insisted on bringing Mr. Snuffles with her, which she clutched in the crook of her arm.

I smiled and waved back. The entire store was a wonderland of everything Christmas. Around displays of candy canes, giant wooden nutcrackers, and tinsel-covered trees, the train chugged along before circling back to the center of the store where there was a model train set that was a miniature recreation of Paradise Peaks.

Keeping my eye on Emilia, my mind drifted to what happened last night in the kitchen. After so many days of longing and repressing my desires, Blake finally confirmed that he was falling in love with me as much as I was falling in love with him. My entire body tingled with heat at the memory of his touch. I clenched my thighs as a rush of warmth rushed from my belly to my core. He had strummed my body like we had been lovers all our lives, and he knew just what got me off. Even now, I could still taste the faint flavor of him on my lips.

I had been so sure that we were going to make love last night, but something spooked him at the last minute. My mind raced through what it could have been. By the time I woke up this morning, he was already gone from the apartment, leaving only a brief handwritten note as an explanation. The loaf of bread we made together was the only evidence that any of it had happened.

Nothing was going to be the same from now on. Everything had changed. He could run and hide, but I knew him now. Knew how he tasted. Knew how he felt pressed against my body. We had to talk.

Emilia was still engrossed with the train just like the rest of the children, so I took the time to examine a display of ornaments next to me. Shopping for Christmas presents was the exact distraction I needed at the moment.

Among the collection of standard reindeer, angel, and globe ornaments, there were some unique ones in the mix. I had no idea what to get a billionaire who already had everything, but the little bread loaf ornament was exactly what I was looking for.

Snatching one of the ornaments off of the hook on the display, I quickly went to the cashier's counter nearby. After I paid, I waited for the employees behind the counter to wrap the ornament. For Emilia, I already commissioned a crochet bunny hat from Katie before the trip. Her present was already waiting to be placed under the tree in our hotel apartment. I took the wrapped ornament and happy that all of my Christmas shopping was now done, I went over to join the Emilia.

That evening, we had a quiet dinner at home. Blake ordered a complete seafood feast from the restaurant downstairs. The chef from the restaurant came up to our suite to personally set the table for us. Our dinner was served family style and contained multiple main dishes, including a seafood medley pasta, lobster tails, and grilled halibut. We also had a delicious lobster bisque which we ate with the bread we baked last night. Despite my fears that a child would be squeamish about so many exotic foods, Emilia was distracted by telling Blake about her exciting day at the store with the choo-choo train.

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