CEO's Runaway Mate and Her Cubs

Warning: smut.

Rider\'s lips were on her chest, licking and sucking to his heart content.

Samantha didn\'t even have time to take the underwear off, for his hands prevented her every time she tried. In the end, she had stopped her attempts and just relaxed under his kisses.

It was pleasant, but her lower half was demanding something more.

«Wait,» Rider whispered, making her lie down on the bed.

He moved on top of her, kissing her lips and forcing her mouth open to welcome his greedy tongue. She moaned to complain about the way he overthrew her, but she couldn\'t just push him away.

A part of her being was wishing to let go of her stupid idea of taking the lead and let him do just anything. But it was a small part, for she never would have submitted to another wolf. At most, she could reach an agreement.

«You won\'t regret it, Mine,» he said to her ear before moving his lips down on her stomach. «I still need to make it up to you for that time I couldn\'t call you back...»

«Oh, that,» she sighed. He was right, but wanting him to make it up or apologise meant she valued their relationship way more than appropriate.

What they were doing there was just having some fun together. Nothing more than that.

«You don\'t need to make it up, Rider. It\'s nothing grave after all; we\'re not a couple.»

«No?» he said.

He knew it already: she didn\'t even want to hear his name. She didn\'t tell him hers. The distance between them was as great as strangers\'.

Yet, hearing it so clearly was painful.

«Are you ashamed of me?» he continued, trying not to sound too wounded. After all, she was just a woman. How could he let her hurt him in any way?

«It would be too complicated, you know that,» she sighed.

«We don\'t need to tell anyone, right? We can continue doing this in secret...»

«For how long?» she rebuked, sitting up on the mattress and looking at her fingers. «We\'ll get tired of it, sooner or later.»

«Mine, let\'s enjoy it till then. When we don\'t like all of this anymore, we\'ll just split ways. It makes sense, right?»

«They say mates can\'t stay apart from each other,» Samantha murmured.

It was a little frightening. And, also, annoying. Why didn\'t she have a say in it? Why could fate decide for her without asking for her opinion?

She didn\'t want to spend the rest of her life with a man she met by chance just because they felt stupidly attracted to each other.

She did like the caresses, the sex, and all the emotions Rider\'s engagement made her feel. Even his rough hands, his black eyes teasing her as no one else dared... Everything was just so alluring.

Yet, she preferred to choose whom to mate with. She didn\'t think there was a man in the world who wouldn\'t mind her career and place in the pack, so she had long since accepted she would grow old alone. Her only grief was that she couldn\'t have pups, but that was a problem she could easily solve.

Finding a wolf willing to help her get pregnant shouldn\'t have been too difficult, all in all.

Yet, Rider was too much of a riddle to just ask him out of the blue. And their situation was too delicate for weird questions.

She would have talked about that in the future. For the moment, she was settled on just letting her body have plenty of the bliss he could give her. No one else could make her feel like that; it would have been a pity to let him go just yet.

At the same time, though, she knew it would have been more difficult as time passed and they began to know each other a little more.

«Hey, Miss Trouble...» he chuckled, moving a lock of her hair behind the ear. «I know there\'s nothing. Still, it was a little rude from my side, wasn\'t it?»

«Yes.» She nodded, remembering the fury she felt that evening. He had been very rude to her. «Next time, don\'t promise such a thing.»

Rider smiled, happy at the admission she had waited for his call. Who knew... Maybe she fell asleep while looking at the screen, longing to hear his voice as much as he was. If only he had been a little free-er that evening, he could have heard her nostalgic tone.

«Let me make you forgive me,» he continued. «You might not be surprised I\'m rude, but I do admit my mistakes...»

She sighed while his hands returned to her sides. His fingers trailed up, so delicate and gentle. As if she was a ceramic doll he didn\'t want to break.

It was so different from his usual that Samantha wondered if it was natural. Was she seeing another part of him? Or was it just a pretence? A play to make her forget that rude little thing he did by forgetting about her.

«All right,» she said. «I\'ll let you.»

His smile hit her nerves in more than one way. Part of her was happy he was happy. Another one just wanted to erase that grin. A bit of her rational side registered that he was handsome like that. And her wild mind was excited to witness what he wanted to do.

«Lie down,» he said, pecking her shoulders and following her body with his eyes. His black irises analysed every bit of her skin, imprinting her shapes in his mind.

His right hand slipped in between her legs, and he pressed his thumb on her clit. Receiving a moan in response, he spread her legs and positioned his head in between. He dipped his nose in her folds, still covered by the lingerie.

Her sweet scent made him quiver, but he was there to make her feel good. Not the opposite.

He pressed his tongue on her panties, already wet from the wild kissing of before. He was happy she was aroused, and he wanted to make her even more excited than that.

***

Climb the ranks with me! Vote with power stones and help me get a chance in the Werewolf contest!

Love you so much,

xiao.