Mate of the Alpha by Marie Mason Page A

when he had her tied to his bed or spanking her luscious ass – he didn’t want her to do so in the office.
    Oh , really? If his wolf had had eyebrows, they would have risen in disbelief. They both knew one of the first things they planned to do after they claimed her was bend her over his desk and fuck her while she screamed, harder, sir; faster sir .
    His co ck, which had been half-hard since she’d walked through the door, sprung to life so fast, he actually felt faint for a moment as all the blood in his body rushed south. His wolf snickered.
    “Ethan,” he said with firm determination, wanting to hear his name on her lips. “I told you to call me Ethan.”
    She drew in a deep breath, which lifted her breasts into prominence, and both the man and the wolf whimpered.
    “Ethan.” Her voice was shy and breathless and he almost came in his pants.
    He reached to the side of his desk and handed her a folder. “Here are the contracts. If you could have them done before you set up for the meeting, I’d appreciate it.”
    A departmental lunch meeting had been scheduled in the large conference room next to his office suite. What he really wanted to do was call the meeting off, claim Lily and take her again and again until they were both raw from fucking.
    Then he wanted to do it all over again.
    The only thing standing in his way? Lily Reynolds. In his mate, he sensed a reserve. There was a wariness within the depths of her pretty, brown eyes that spoke of something, he suspected, that had to do with a man. It made him angry to think anyone had ever hurt his mate. But knowing he’d have to overcome her natural resistance and some asshole’s past behavior was a challenge.
    A sense of challenge in regards to a woman, especially a mate, was arousing as hell.
    T hankfully, there wasn’t so much as a hint of feeling intimidated by him in her demeanor. Fate would not have given him a woman who would be cowered by his dominance. She would have given him a mate who completed him, who balanced the arrogance of his wolf.
    There were other reasons for his reluctance to claim his mate. T here was an air of such pure innocence surrounding Lily that it frightened him. He was a creature of the forest, an earthy, sexual being. He knew mating with him would expose her to his wolf’s – hell, the man’s – ferocious carnal appetite, the constant craving. The need to dominate her sexually. Of course, he would protect her and provide for her as no other male ever could. He was her mate, too. Designed to fulfill her needs and wants and desires. He just didn’t know if she was ready to be the mate of the alpha.
    He smiled as he handed her the contracts. Slowly, sensuously, sending a silent message he hoped she was starting to understand. He wanted her and he was going to have her. She was careful not to touch his hand as she took the sheaf of papers. Noting her stealth to not so much as brush his fingers with her own, Ethan’s eyes danced with deviltry.
    “I’m sure I can manage it, ” she said primly before she turned and walked back to her office, unaware of the big, bad wolf ogling her rounded ass and curvy legs.
    T he sensation of simmering expectancy inside Ethan ratcheted up to rioting anticipation. The man and wolf both thought – tonight is the night .
     
    Lily had beaten a hasty retreat to the sanctuary of her office after her early morning encounter with Ethan. He was in a strange mood today. A dangerous mood. A sexy mood. His smile as he’d handed her the unfinished sales contracts had been pure, sinful sex. So hot and sensuous, her pussy had clenched with a spasm of need.
    Shivering in the new awareness of herself as a woman, and him as a man in pursuit, Lily breathed a sigh of relief as she finished the contracts and took them into his office. Thankfully, he’d left the office about an hour ago and would not return until right before the lunch meeting. Crossing the threshold into his inner sanctum had become so