a distraction,” he murmured. “You’re a very beautiful young girl, Maya. I’m a very busy man during the day, and I don’t need distractions. Especially distractions of the young and voluptuous variety.”
As he waited for her to reply, Maya saw his eyes burning with a level of passion and hunger that she had never seen before. Finally understanding the look that he had given her in the office earlier, she found her tongue and answered him.
“I don’t understand,” she said. “You… want me?”
She never would have thought this moment possible, even in her wildest dreams. That a man like him – rich, immensely powerful, and gorgeous - would want a woman like her was unfathomable. He could have anyone he wanted, and he had chosen her; a poor, struggling, curvy young admin assistant.
He laughed softly at her response.
“I don’t want many things, Maya. With my wealth, I can buy almost anything that I want. One thing I can’t buy, though, is the submission of a beautiful, innocent girl like you.”
“You want me to submit to you? Submit what?” she asked, confused.
“Your body. I want to control you, dominate you. Let me, and I’ll make it worth your while.”
“Is that why you followed me?” she asked.
“Yes. I came out of my office earlier and saw you sleeping on your desk, so I waited until you woke up and left and then followed you out. You’re a bad little employee, Maya. Sleeping on the job, wearing naughty little outfits to tease me, your boss…”
His voice dissolved into a low growl as he leaned down and sank his teeth into the top of one of her breasts, and Maya cried out in a mixture of pain and arousal. His teeth had sharpened back into points, and a flurry of primitive emotions ran through her mind. She was scared, confused and turned on all at the same time, and she quickly made her decision.
A low moan involuntarily escaped her mouth as she opened it and tried to speak. The werewolf billionaire raised his head up to hers and smirked, waiting for her answer.
“Yes,” she said breathlessly. “I want to submit to you.”
“Good,” he growled. “Now get on your knees, my curvy little assistant.”
“Yes, Mr. Lucas.”
She followed his orders, obediently sinking to her knees on the now-flattened cardboard boxes that she had originally fallen on. Grateful that at least she wasn’t on her knees on the cold, hard cement of the alleyway, she looked up at him with wide eyes, wondering what he wanted.
He reached down and unzipped his tailored black pants, and then tugged his underwear side. Maya gasped as his cock sprang free. She wasn’t very experienced, but she had seen dirty pictures and movies occasionally, as well as the cocks of the two boyfriends that she had had in the past… but what she had seen before was nothing compared to Mr. Lucas’ cock.
It was long, thick and smooth, and as she gazed at it, he glared down at her, his eyes blazing.
“Don’t just stare at it. I want you to suck it,” he growled.
“Yes, Mr. Lucas,” she said, already enjoying the feeling of being told what to do by the powerful man above her.
His mere presence invoked a sort of fear within her that told her that she must submit to all his demands. After all, he was the one who paid her, and he could take that all away on a whim if she displeased him. Normally, the thought of that would terrify her, but the fear was somehow morphing into a burning desire deep within her core. It was as if her instincts were taking over, and there was no denying that she wanted everything that this man wanted to do to her. Her one and only desire in the world now was to be claimed by Victor Lucas, werewolf or not.
Reaching forward, she grabbed his cock and stroked it with a firm grip, eliciting a low growl from Mr. Lucas.
“No. Hands by your side,” he demanded.
Maya immediately dropped her hands down to