Page 7 of Her Bossy Wolf Protector

“I’m glad to hear it. Now, unfortunately, I have another meeting in 5 minutes. If you could check in with my assistant on your way out, to schedule another interview with me, we can finish our interview then. My schedule is very tight and your passing out on me was not on my agenda for today,” I dismiss her.

“Gabriel…”

“That’s Mr. Night to you, Ms. Easton. And after this morning's events, you should be thanking me for not letting you go.”

I can see the fire in her eyes as she struggles with how to respond. My eyes drift down to her collarbone, and I swallow. I want to avert my eyes, remembering how I had seen slivers of her skin as she drunkenly got undressed last night. I start to feel warm under my collar.

What the hell is happening to me?

She seems to come to a decision because she looks away and then walks towards the floor. Her hand is on the doorknob when I stop her in her tracks, “Oh, and Ms. Easton, welcome to Night Corp.”

She swallows once, opens the door, and walks out.

I quickly walk to my door and lock it from the inside. Just a few minutes in her presence and she has stirred something inside me.

Something dangerous.

I am not sure if I want to rip her throat out or rip her clothes off.

What the actual fuck!

I dial Lily as I head back to my seat, “Hey. I am in the middle of a very important call. Please do not allow anyone to disturb me.”

“Of course, Mr. Night.”

Then, I take a deep breath and acknowledge my body’s reaction to being in Jade’s presence. It happened last night, and it is happening again right now. I have a massive hard-on pressing into my dress pants.

I don’t understand why this is happening. It hasn’t happened sinceher.Isabella.

Thoughts of her writhing beneath me only stir me on. She was the only other person who could illicit such a reaction from me.

The difference is that she was a wolf… and my mate. Or so I had thought.

Seeing as she left me for her actual mate, I had obviously thought wrong.

So, why was I now experiencing the same fucking reaction being around this human woman?

I am annoyed and frustrated and too turned on to even think straight.

What is it about her that has me like this? Is it her scent? Is it the fire in her eyes? Is it the memory of her pulling off her clothes? The feel of her in my arms just a few minutes ago…

Fuck!

Whatever it is, my cock is paying the price.

I grit my teeth and unbuckle my pants. Then I take off my coat and place it on the table. Slowly, I unzip my pants, growling as I push my black briefs lower and watch my cock spring free. The tip is already leaking.

I grab a few tissues in one hand, ready to take care of business without making myself messy. Then I use my thumb to collect the precum from the tip, smearing it over my hard cock. I try to think, but my mind is blank when my calloused hand wraps around the length and starts to move.

I am driven by need and my pure instinct to come. I move my hand roughly, tugging at my cock.

It feels so fucking good.

I take a deep breath and with my other hand, I have the tissue ready to clean myself up.

My breathing becomes labored.

My heart rate speeds up, and then I feel the familiar zing at the base of my skull before my balls contract, and I begin to spill. My other hand is prepared, wrapping around my leaking cock, collecting all my cum.

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