After resolving yet another construction issue, I flopped onto the couch, exhaustion washing over me. Liam was with my parents for the day, giving me time to tackle my Luna duties.
My phone buzzed with a video call from Draven.
“Hi, mommy!” His cheerful voice came through the phone, along with that irresistible one-finger-on-chin pose I loved.
“Hi, daddy,” I replied playfully. “Miss me already?”
“Every second.My mate, shall we have dinner tonight? Just you and me.”
My heartbeat quickened. “That’s unexpected. Special occasion?”
“Just wanting time alone with my beautiful wife.” His voice deepened possessively.
“I like that idea.”
“So that’s a yes?”
“That’s a definite yes.” I smiled widely.
“Perfect. See you tonight.”
Excitement bubbled through me. A night out with my mate, no pack business or parental responsibilities – exactly what we needed.
That evening, Draven took me to Golden Petal, an elegant restaurant with ambient lighting and excellent wine. When dessert arrived, he asked the waiter to pack it for takeout and bring the check.
“Taking dessert to go?” I teased, sipping the last of my wine.
“Been too long since we shared chocolate cake in private.” His eyes darkened with desire as he took my hand. “I miss that particular tradition.”
Instead of driving to the pack house, Draven pulled into the parking garage of his old penthouse apartment.
I looked at him, surprised.
“I thought this could be our special retreat,” he explained, eyes searching mine. “Somewhere just for us, away from pack duties and responsibilities.”
“I love that idea.” I caressed his cheek tenderly. “This place holds so many memories.”
Draven was out of the car before I could blink, opening my door. He swept me into his arms and captured my lips in a kiss that promised much more. When we reached the apartment, he set me down only long enough to unlock the door and usher me inside.
Once inside, Draven embraced me from behind, pushing my hair aside to expose my neck. His lips traveled along my skin, sending shivers down my spine.
“My beautiful mate,” he murmured against my ear. “You can’t imagine how much I’ve missed feeling your body against mine.” He nipped gently at my earlobe. “Wait here.”
He disappeared into the kitchen, returning moments later with our chocolate cake on a plate. He settled onto the couch and placed the dessert on the coffee table.
“Luna Caroline,” he commanded formally, “please join me.”
I walked up to him slowly, heat building with every step. The second I sat down, Draven leaned in and kissed me hard, his hand sliding down my side. His fingers pushed under my dress and brushed my thigh, making me shiver. He dragged his touch over my panties, and a moan slipped out before I could stop it. Then he hooked his fingers into my panties and yanked them off in one smooth motion, leaving me exposed.
He pulled back, moving to the opposite end of the couch with a satisfied smile.
“Remember when I made you work all day without underwear?” His eyes gleamed with mischief.
“How could I forget, Alpha Draven?” I played along, settling back into the couch.
“I’m bringing it back,” Draven smirked, taking a bite of cake before sliding a large white bag toward me.
Inside was a box containing various sexy lingerie pieces in different styles and colors.
“Don’t get attached to any of them,” he warned, feeding me a piece of cake. “I plan to ruin every single pair.”
Two could play this game. I selected a red lace thong with “hot” in metallic letters across the back and rhinestone trim along the sides. I stood deliberately, placing myself on the coffee table before him. Slowly, I slid the panties over first one foot, then the other. When I stood to pull them up my thighs, I noticed Draven’s breathing had changed. His eyes burned with desire, and his arousal was evident beneath his pants.
As I reached to lower my dress, he caught my wrist.
“Not yet,” he commanded softly. “Show me how they look first.”
“Of course, Alpha,” I responded, turning slowly to give him the full view before facing him again.
“Perfect,” he growled, pulling me onto his lap to straddle him.
Draven traced my nipple through the fabric of my dress before giving it a gentle bite. I moaned as heat pooled between my legs, my core pressing against his hardness. Every movement created delicious friction, making me desperate for more.
“That day, I didn’t finish what we started,” Draven chuckled, his voice husky with desire. “I wanted you to beg, but instead you sat in front of me pleasuring yourself, making my cock nearly burst through my pants. But tonight, I’m going to finish what we started, and we’ll do it again and again-we have the whole night!”
Caroline’s POV
Draven leaned back against the sofa, his hand sliding beneath the tiny scrap of lace he’d just given me. His sexy smile sent fire through my veins as his fingers began gliding up and down my slick folds, making me even wetter. Each time his fingertips circled my clit on their upward journey, I couldn’t suppress my moans.
He teased me mercilessly, building my arousal to nearly unbearable heights. On his final downward stroke, he suddenly thrust two fingers deep inside me, causing my inner muscles to contract around him as pleasure shot through me. When he withdrew his fingers, he brought them to his mouth and sucked them clean, his eyes closing as he groaned with satisfaction.
“Caroline, I’ll never tire of this,” he murmured. “You taste better than any dessert.” He reached for the remaining cake, feeding me a piece before taking one himself, his intense violet eyes never leaving mine.
After we finished the last of the chocolate, Draven set the plate aside and pulled me into a scorching kiss. He kissed me hard, sucking my lips and tongue like he couldn’t get enough. Heat spread through me, making my skin tingle and leaving me trembling with need.
With each thrust of his tongue, he rocked his hips beneath me, increasing the pressure and friction between us. I was teetering on the edge of release when he abruptly stopped everything, standing me up and tugging my dress back into place.
“Hey!” I protested, frustrated by the denial of my impending orgasm. “You said you were going to finish what we started!”
“And I will,” Draven promised, rising to his feet and dropping a quick kiss on my cheek. “But I never specified how…” With a wicked grin, he took my hand and led me through the living room to his home office.
Inside, I froze for a second,he’d transformed the space.
A soft white carpet stretched near the balcony, the cool night air brushing against my skin. Shiny, colorful cushions were scattered on the floor, and two lamps gave the room a warm, intimate glow.
Draven let go of my hand, kicked off his shoes, and sank onto the cushions. One leg stretched out, the other bent, his eyes already on me.
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