CHAPTER 292: COMPLETING THE BOND III.

The voice that responded was the one that ruled everything that happened that night. Hiro held her hand and led her to the bed. He let her sit on the edge, giving her the chance to loosen his tie. She did, then took off his jacket and began to unbutton his shirt.

From time to time, she noticed how his eyes glowed red. She knew his wolf was fighting to take full control, and deep inside, she wanted to know what it would be like to be touched by her mate’s wolf. Tonight, she was finally going to find out.

When she took off his shirt, her eyes lingered on his body. He was slim but strong, his chest broad and his stomach hard with muscle. Her head tilted back as she looked up at him, wondering if the moon goddess had purposely made him so perfect just to tempt her.

Her fingers ran down his stomach, feeling his tight abs under her touch. She bit her lip. Damn, he was fit. Of course, she had seen him work out many times, moving in and out of the gym. She thought she should reward him for keeping such a body.

She moved to unbuckle his belt and took it off, trying not to rush. But every part of her wanted to tear his pants open and taste him right away.

Just as she reached for him, he moved back. His hand caught her wrist, his dark eyes locking on hers. "Not so fast, mate. Come here, I have something for you," he said.

Angela didn’t say anything, though confusion flickered in her eyes. He stepped back toward the head of the bed and waited for her.

"Come here," he repeated softly, his voice deep and commanding.

"What are you doing?" She chuckled softly, climbing onto the bed until she reached the headboard. She stopped when her back leaned against the frame.

"I’m going to tie you up," Hiro said in a low, husky tone as he lifted the chain attached to the bed. He handcuffed both of her hands gently, his fingers brushing her skin as he secured them. Then he stood up and walked to the wardrobe, leaving her wondering what he was going to do next.

Angela’s heart raced as excitement filled her body. She had never tried something like this before, but it had always been part of her secret fantasies. The thought of experiencing it with Hiro made her body ache even more.

"Are you going to whip me?" she asked, unable to hide her impatience.

"What?" Hiro turned immediately, surprised by her question.

"What?" she repeated, chuckling at his expression. He finally found what he was searching for in the wardrobe. "Oil," he said.

"Oh, my bad," she laughed quietly, keeping her hands above her head. "I got too fast."

"No. You’re thinking beautifully," he said as he climbed back on the bed. "Don’t hide what you want from me, my love."

He knelt between her thighs and she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist.

"Not yet... wait a little," he whispered.

"This is killing me, Hiro," Angela said breathlessly as she loosened her legs from around him.

He poured the warm oil on her bare skin, letting it slide from her chest down to her stomach. His hands followed slowly, spreading it across her body, rubbing and massaging gently.

Angela closed her eyes, her lips parting slightly. She loved every touch, but it was happening too slow. She didn’t know how much longer she could keep holding back.

The oil reached her thighs as he squeezed a little, his hands brushing against her folds, making her ache even more for him. His touch spread across her body like wildfire, and she knew that by the time the night was over, she would be completely burnt in his arms.

He rubbed her feet, taking them one after the other into his mouth, licking her toes again and again. Angela felt something electric flow from her feet to her stomach, hitting every nerve in her body.

She moaned loudly when his fingers spread against her folds, making her legs lift and drag the bedsheet beneath her.

"You let me know if I hit the right spot, and don’t you dare close your eyes. I want to see and hear you scream," Hiro said in a deep voice that sent shivers through her.

"What about your pack mates? Won’t they hear us?" she asked, looking up at him. His face showed no concern, only pure desire.

"They’ll get used to it. You are my mate and their Luna," he said before giving her a quick kiss that left her wanting more.

His fingers slipped inside her, making her scream his name again and again, cursing and begging him not to stop. His movements were magic, pulling her closer to the edge with every stroke. She wanted to hold him, to touch his back, but her hands were tied, and all she could do was surrender to him.

He kept moving deeper, hitting her sweet spot until her climax built rapidly, his voice commanding her to let go—and she did, again and again, her body shaking beneath him.

"Do you know how to give a blow job?" he asked, licking his lips slightly.

Even with the tension in the room, her brows furrowed in confusion. "Are you seriously asking me that now?"

He didn’t answer her. The question was meant to provoke her, to make her show him what she was capable of.

He untied her, and without wasting a second, she unzipped his trouser, taking all of him into her mouth. He froze, speechless, as she worked him with such passion that he groaned deeply. "You are something else, Luna," he managed to say.

She took him all the way to the base, and after a few bobs, she lifted her head to breathe, stroking him with a teasing smile. He spanked her softly on the butt, making her moan with pleasure before taking him into her mouth again. This time she moved slower, deeper, making sure every motion drove him to the edge.

"You are too good at this," he muttered, holding her by the neck, pulling her closer to his chest. His voice was thick and rough. "I want to fuck you until you are mine forever."

"Whatever you wish, Alpha," she whispered against his lips before kissing him again and again, their breaths tangled and heavy with desire.