Page 42 of Logan’s Acadian Wolves

Logan eyed Wynter, hardly believing he could be so lucky. His naughty little wolf wanted a romp in the office? Seriously? His brain said ‘no way’, but his burgeoning erection said, ‘hell yes’. He’d have to be careful not to get carried away. His wolf wanted this woman in the worst way, sought to claim her.

“Sweetheart, I don’t think you know what you’re askin’. My wolf, he’s restless.” He gently nipped at her collarbone, as if to give her fair warning. If he took her, it was going to be rough and hard.

“But I do…I know exactly what I’m agreeing to.” Wynter leaned into Logan and placed a kiss to his chin then dragged her tongue along his bottom lip and kissed him.

“Do you now?” Logan grabbed a fistful of her hair, gently pulling her head backwards. Revealing her neck, he licked at the hollow until she gasped.

“I need it…need you…here…” Wynter breathed.

“Do you submit, little one?” He peppered her with soft kisses. “Is that what you crave?” He pushed up her dress, reached between her legs, sliding his fingers into her slick folds. She tried to move, and he stilled her, holding her by the back of her hair.

“Yes, oh God, yes,” she cried.

He drove a thick finger up into her hot pussy, tracing small circles over her clit with his thumb. “Like this? Is this what you want? Oh, yes…yes you do. You’re so wet.”

Closing her eyes, she nodded and moaned. Submit? Dominate? It was all good. She’d do whatever he wanted as long as he made love with her now.

“Turn around,” he commanded, pulling his hand out of her panties. “Hands on the table, Miss Ryan.”

Wynter complied. No longer able to see, her breath grew rapid in anticipation of what he’d do next.

“That’s a girl. Spread your legs,” he growled. With his knee, he prodded them open. “Sorry, but these have got to go.”

Pushing up her dress, he exposed her bottom. He extended a claw, easily tearing the strings of her thong. She moaned as the cool air hit her skin.

“Please,” Wynter begged. Swollen with arousal, she needed him back inside her.

“Patience, baby.” Logan bent forward, placing his hands on the front of her thighs and then slid them upward, taking the dress with him. “Arms up. Hands back on the table, now.”

Wynter obeyed and caught a glimpse of the dress as it fell to the floor. Fully nude, she leaned over the table.

“Now that is a beautiful sight,” he crooned. “I must say that I’ve never had a secretary like you in my entire life. I suppose you’re correct. This table will do nicely. We can get a lot of work done here.”

She giggled and went to turn around so she could see him.

“Don’t. Move,” he said tersely, trying to stifle the urge to slam into her. He was ready to come right there. But she wanted a fantasy. So he’d take his time.

“You still want to play?” he asked, confirming she really wanted this. There was no going back, once they got started.

Play? She was stark naked bent over a conference table with the door to the room open. Dimitri could walk in and see them at any time. A thrill ran through her. Was she really doing this? The old Wynter was conservative and reserved, but the new Wynter; it seemed her wolf wanted to explore and experience everything as long as it was with Logan.

“Yes, Alpha,” she assured him, spreading her legs a little wider so he could see into her.

Logan bit his fist, watching her open for him. She was upping the ante, he knew. He’d see her and then some. Logan unbuckled his pants with one hand while running his other down her back. His fingers wandered over her anus until he reached the wetness between her legs. He felt her shiver under his touch.

“You’ve been a bad, bad secretary, Miss Ryan,” he began with a wry smile.

“Yes, yes I have,” she agreed. Oh God, why wouldn’t he just fuck her already?

Logan removed his hand and slowly stood to her side. She looked up at him and smiled.

“You were flirting with my coworker, weren’t you?” Her full breasts were heavy with arousal; their rosy tips hardened. Logan loved how turned on she was by their role play.

“Yes. I’m very sorry.” She gave him a sexy nod and flashed her eyes at him.

“You need to learn that I do not tolerate that kind of behavior in the office. Perhaps you need a spanking?” he suggested with a raised eyebrow. Logan walked around the table leaving her all alone.

“No, no I don’t. I promise I won’t do it again.”