Page 69 of Alpha’s Possession

~Harlow~

He's angry at me. I get it, but it's not like I control my scent. No matter how many times I spray myself or how many pills I take, for Rhen, it's not enough.

He's been on edge the entire day, and my little stunt just pushed him over, but at least he isn't handing me over to Thane. It's not a surprise when he pushes into his office and locks us inside. I wait for the scolding I’m sure I’m about to receive.

He smirks and walks past me. I watch him as he moves around his huge office.

Rhen shuts the blinds over the massive windows in his office and I groan. He locked us in, yet this seems a little too far, and something tells me that Thane won't be happy about his sudden need for privacy.

"Rhen, what are you doing?" I ask.

"It’s not what I am doing, but what you will be doing," he purrs, his eyes darkening as he walks toward me.

I raise an eyebrow at him when he stops in front of me.

He places a hand on my shoulder and forces me to my knees, nearly pressing his groin to my face. "Can you see what you do to me? You did this. You fix it," he snaps.

I shake my head and come up with the stupidest excuse I can think of, but still hope it will work. "Thane will catch us, and I'm not risking my job for your momentary pleasure," I tell him, looking at the massive bulge in his pants, the fabric strained tight over it.

"Is that the only reason you're saying no? You're scared to get caught sucking dick during work hours?"

"That's not what I said. Don't force words in my mouth."

"I won't force words into your mouth, but I will force my cock in it. Don't worry, I got it all covered." Rhen leans down to slide his hands in my armpits, pulling me back to my feet.

I almost trip when he pulls me toward his desk and shoves me underneath it, grinning at me as he sits in his massive office chair. "A good assistant can deal with any issue at the desk, under or on top of it. Work your magic, Omega."

I growl at him, pushing on his legs, trying to get out.

"Thane isn't the only one that can fire you, Zara. Just think about how lonely you’ll be, locked in the Den by yourself every day, because you can't be trusted at home by yourself."

"Rhen!" I growl.

His eyes glisten back at me. He sighs. "I guess I’ll just have to tell Thane you tried to run off? And he is in almost a good mood, too. Such a shame," Rhen purrs, using his hand to lift my chin. He brushes his thumb over my lips, tugging my bottom lip down.

"What's it going to be, Zara?" he asks.

"I better not get in trouble for this," I snap at him, looking to his straining pants.

My hands shake as I reach for his belt and slowly unbuckle it. I pull down the zipper and release his hard cock. I would rather die than admit this, but my mouth salivates at the view alone.

Slowly, I grip the base of his cock and bring it to my lips. I tease Rhen by rubbing the tip against my closed lips first. When I slowly part them and run my tongue over his tip, I can taste the pre-cum. I hold back a moan as I open my mouth and suck him in.

Rhen grips the edge of his desk and hisses under his breath. If we get caught, this is on him, and I'll make a point about that. Thane can't fire me for something his mate—and my boss—forced me to do. He certainly won't find out how much I’m enjoying it. I'll pretend I don't. Yet my aroused scent will probably give me away.

I bob my head and shove Rhen's length down my throat. My gag reflex makes me cringe, but I ignore the resistance and keep going. The sooner he's satisfied, the sooner I can escape his claws and get back to work.

His body tenses, and his cock twitches in my mouth. Though it's difficult, I smile around his girth, excited to be done with this bullshit so I can slip back to my desk unnoticed.

Yet, just moments before I expect Rhen to fill my mouth, he pulls away from me as if I burned him. His gaze sears through me, and I wonder if I did it wrong. Having someone look at me like that stings, but I shake off the feeling and crawl out from under the desk and straighten my body.

Rhen got what he wanted; now, I can leave.

The moment I turn my back on him and take a step toward the door, Rhen's flush behind me. He slaps his hand over my mouth to keep me quiet and uses his stupid strength to bend me over his office desk.

"Do try to keep quiet," he chuckles, and his heady scent envelopes me. I moan, turning languid in his hands as his Calling slips out, enticing my senses and causing slick to drench the thin fabric of my thong.

Rhen keeps his one hand over my mouth as his other moves to grab the waistband of my slacks. He shoves them down my thighs.