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Chapter 36

Alyssa

I watch Tate walk out the door last. He shuts it behind him, not catching my eye. The room is quiet and smells like sex. My sigh fills the empty space.

I close my eyes and bring myself back to the scene before. My tired body tingles, picturing being deliciously fucked by twelve men.

When I open my eyes, I catch sight of the formula sitting on the table. I have thought long and hard about this formula. I came in here ten days ago blazing; I was looking for a reason to shut these guys down.

All I knew about True Love was that it was a powerful organization built on secrets and power, run by twelve ultra powerful men. I never expected them to be so young.

I never expected them to be so hot. I never expected to like them, much less find myself falling for them.

I stand up and rub myself down with the blanket. I wipe away the cum, savoring the feeling of the soft fur soaking up the cooling liquid. My skin blazes with sensation, my ass is afire, and light bruises are settling in from the spanking.

I quiver as I run the fur across my nipples, and waves of sensation course through my body with the slightest provocation. Rubbing myself clean feels indulgent. It’s a reminder of the decadence of what happened before.

I drop the blanket on the floor and take Tate’s jacket from the back of the chair I was sitting in. I wrap it around me and inhale the scent of him—strong and masculine.

I want to bury myself in this scent. I want to inhale all of them and feel protected and free in their embrace.

I button the first button on the jacket just below my full breasts. The jacket barely covers my now red ass, but I don’t feel like putting my dress back on just yet.

I walk around the room where I first met the men behind True Love. In every chair I can picture a drop-dead gorgeous man. I can imagine their shoulders wrapped in expensive suits.

I think about the way Ty’s hair falls, and Ford’s eyes. They are all so different and wonderful.

Together though, together they are something to behold. My mind flashes with images of them naked, proud cocks exploding and covering my body with their cum.

I picture them sitting here in a dull meeting, a flock of beautiful assistants under the table licking and sucking on those perfect cocks. It was in this room that I had them call those girls in. In this room where I fucked and sucked twelve delicious cocks in front of their greedy eyes.

I have never done anything like that. I have never even thought I could do something like that, but these men have brought something new out in me. The perfume let me take a peek into that part of myself, but what really brought it out was them.

I finish my circle of the conference room. I’m back to the foot of the table. I pick up the copy of the formula and sit back down in the huge leather chair.

I feel small and helpless. All alone in this quiet room, enveloped in this chair, draped in Tate’s jacket. The sleeves come down past my hands, and I feel vulnerable and childlike.

I read the formula for the thousandth time. It is truly genius. There is nothing here that could hurt anyone, but turning it in and making them go through the registration process would destroy their secret.

If this got out, every perfume country in the world would use it.

Forget patents. American companies would find a way to get around them. This sequence, while unique, could be duped. I thought of three ways last night when I was going over it one more time.

Foreign companies have even less keeping them from duplicating the formula. Once this is public, everything that makes True Love special and unique will be lost.

They have so much power and so much influence. Everything they have done looks above board. They pay taxes, and they build the economy in the towns they come into.

Someone wants to get them though. They have too much power concentrated into twelve, admittedly very sexy men. Calling in the FDA was a last-ditch effort by someone in power to shut them down, or at least check their power.

I stand up again and walk to what looks like a mirror right now. On the other side of that one-way window, I thought I made a fool of myself, but it was the start of something I never counted on.

I run my hands down my body, feeling the warmth of my own skin, thinking back to that first day when I was so overwhelmed by how fucking hot they all were that I couldn’t help but fuck myself there in that next room.

I have never done anything like that; there was just something about them that I couldn’t help myself.

I am damn good at my job. I was contracted to come after True Love for a reason. I am the best.

I have never let personal feelings cloud my judgment. I do the research, I turn in the details, and I keep people safe and informed.

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