CHAPTER 33: CHAPTER 33 NO WORK, ALL PLAY

Caroline’s POV

As we worked side by side, I seized every opportunity to torment Draven with subtle touches.

Each time I passed him papers, my fingers would linger against his skin just a second too long. I crossed my legs deliberately, letting my skirt ride up my thighs, exposing more skin than necessary. I would bend down to pick up documents, giving him a teasing glimpse of cleavage, the sheer lace of my bra visible through my silk blouse.

Every move was a calculated provocation, designed to drive him wild.

Every time I "accidentally" brushed against him, his violet eyes would burn into mine with savage intensity. They held a primal warning, like an Alpha wolf about to lose control. I was playing with fire, and we both knew it.

When I stood to grab a document from across the table, I made sure my breasts grazed his muscular arm. The contact sent a jolt of electricity between us.

"Caroline," he warned, his voice rough with barely contained desire.

I didn’t return to my seat. Instead, I leaned over his shoulder, pressing close enough that he had a perfect view down my blouse, the sheer lace of my bra barely concealing my breasts.

My breath tickled his ear as I whispered, "Alpha Draven, I think there’s something... odd about this report."

His reaction was swift and powerful. With one arm, he swept everything off the desk. Before I could react, he had lifted me onto the desk’s edge, positioning himself between my thighs. His strong hands gripped my waist as he stared down at me, his violet eyes blazing with desire. The hardness of his erection pressed against my core.

"Miss Bennett," he growled, "if you continue teasing me like you’ve been doing for the past few hours, I’m going to fuck you right here on this desk until your legs give out and you’re screaming my name. I’ll make sure you can’t walk straight for days."

I gave him a mischievous smile. "Alpha Draven, those are quite some promises. Is the big bad Alpha wolf all talk and no action?"

His eyes gleamed and a smile spread across his lips. The scent of cedarwood and musk intensified around us as his arousal peaked.

"You think I can’t do it?" He leaned closer, his breath hot against my lips. "I always keep my promises, Caroline. My wolf is aching to claim what’s his."

Before I could respond, his mouth crashed onto mine. The kiss was nothing like our previous ones—this was raw, animalistic hunger. His tongue invaded my mouth, while his hands roamed over my body.

He pushed me down onto the desk without breaking the kiss, his large hands capturing my breasts through my dress. His thumbs circled my nipples before he pinched them hard, making me arch my back and gasp into his mouth.

"Fuck, you’re beautiful when you’re desperate for me," he growled against my lips.

His hands traveled down my stomach, along my legs to my ankles and back up, pushing my dress to my waist. I felt completely exposed and vulnerable under his hungry gaze, but somehow I loved it. I loved being desired so intensely by this powerful Alpha.

He pulled away from the kiss and buried his face in my chest, biting down on my nipple through the fabric. Even with the bra in the way, the feel of his teeth made my pussy clench hard. It was like a shock of heat shot straight between my legs, making me ache for more.

There was a sharp ripping sound, and when I looked up, he was dangling my torn underwear between his fingers with a wicked grin.

"I’ll buy you a hundred more," he promised, his voice husky with desire.

Then he sat back in his chair and positioned himself between my spread legs, his eyes darkening at the sight before him.

"Oh, Caroline," he said, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper, "I’m going to devour this sweet pussy until you’re begging me to stop. And then I’m going to fuck you until you forget your own name."

Without warning, his mouth was on me, his tongue delving deep into my folds. He licked and sucked with such intensity that I couldn’t help but cry out, my hands flying to his hair to hold him there. When he inserted two fingers inside me and curved them to hit that perfect spot while gently biting my clit, I thought I might lose my mind.

"Draven, fuck! Don’t stop," I begged shamelessly, my hips bucking against his face.

He chuckled against my pussy, the vibration making my thighs tremble as he kept eating me like he was starving. His fingers pumped into me deep and steady, while his tongue flicked and swirled over my clit without mercy. I was soaked, needy, and close. My pussy clenched hard around his fingers as the pressure spiraled into something explosive.

"That’s it, little wolf," he encouraged between licks. "Come for your Alpha. Let me taste all of you."

The orgasm hit me like a tidal wave, intense and overwhelming. My body tensed and my inner walls pulsated around his fingers as waves of pleasure crashed over me. I cried out his name, not caring who might hear me.

But instead of satisfying me, the orgasm only stoked my hunger for more. I needed him inside me, all of him, right now.

"Draven," I panted, "take me on this desk, hard and merciless, just like you promised." I threw his words back at him, challenging the Alpha.

His laugh was dark and promising as he stood up quickly, his eyes wild with lust.

"Ah, Carrie," he replied, taking my hand and placing it on the impressive bulge straining against his pants. "You feel what you do to me? You’re driving me crazy."

He guided my hand to stroke him through the fabric, and I marveled at how large and hard he felt.

He pulled his shirt off, revealing his sculpted chest and abs. The sight of his powerful body, marked with a few battle scars that only enhanced his Alpha appeal, made my mouth water.

"You’re fucking perfect," I whispered, running my hands over the ridges of his abdomen.

The shrill sound of his phone ringing cut through our moment, but Draven paid it no attention.

He pulled me up into a sitting position and claimed my mouth again, allowing my hands to explore every inch of his exposed skin. I traced each defined muscle while we kissed, completely lost in him as the phone continued its persistent ringing somewhere in the room until it finally stopped.

Just as I was about to unbuckle his belt, eager to free him, the phone started ringing again. This time with the distinctive ringtone he used for Ryan.

"Fucking cockblocking bastard," he growled against my lips. "I’m sorry, but I better answer this."

He gave me one more bruising kiss before pulling away reluctantly, searching for his phone and answering it on speaker.

"This better be life or death, Ryan. What you just interrupted was about to be the highlight of my fucking year."

"I know, when I tried to mind-link you and you blocked me, I knew you were up to no good."

Ryan’s booming laugh filled the room, and I felt my cheeks flush with embarrassment.

"Damn, Draven! You two have been alone for hours and you still haven’t sealed the deal? Your wolf must be going insane!"

"Go fuck yourself, Ryan!"

"No thanks, but I’ll be quick so you can get back to ravishing Caroline," Ryan teased, and I turned an even deeper shade of red.

"Then get to the point, because there’s a beautiful woman waiting for my cock," Draven said bluntly, his eyes fixed on me with a naughty smile that made my core throb with renewed desire.

"Alright, alright. Draven, Arthur thinks they already know we suspect the scam. He said there are many important documents missing from what he’s seen." Ryan’s voice turned serious, and I watched as Draven’s expression changed accordingly.

Draven moved away and sat down, so I slid off the desk, adjusted my dress, and began gathering the scattered papers from the floor. The passionate mood had dissipated, replaced by business concerns. While I collected the documents, Draven continued his conversation with Ryan on speakerphone.

"But how do they know? It’s impossible!" Draven’s voice carried the authority of an Alpha now, clearly irritated.

"I don’t know, but I told the hacker that Arthur hired to thoroughly check the office computers and phones. If they were used to leak the information, we’ll know who did it. He said it’ll be done by Monday."

"Alright, Ryan. Any other problems?" Draven responded, sounding tired.

"No, man, not for now. But the team Arthur put together is top-notch. These guys are really good."

"Great. That’s very good! Talk to you later then."

"Later, Alpha. Get back to claiming your she-wolf," Ryan said goodbye with a knowing laugh.

Draven ended the call and sighed deeply, his eyes finding me as I continued to pick up papers.

"I could help you collect these documents," he said, his voice returning to its seductive tone, "but the view of your ass in the air is making my wolf howl."

"What’s going to be wonderful is the work it’ll take to reorganize these documents," I replied with my back to him, deliberately arching my back and pushing my butt out further, teasing him all over again. I was disappointed at the interruption but pleased to feel his hungry gaze still fixed on me.