How to Win a Royal Heart

The Right Motivation

The office was getting a bit warm. Candace had already peeled off every appropriate outer layer. I was hesitant to. It disgusted me, but for some reason, reading this contract and watching Candace act out everything turned me on. I decided to remove just my vest. I left my shirt on like a real responsible adult. Giggling, Candace reached over and grabbed both of my breasts and rubbed my fully erect n*****s with her thumbs through my shirt.

"Hey!" I yelled as I slapped her hand away. This only made her laugh harder.

"I can smell your arousal, and your n*****s are telling on you... I turn you on, don't I?"

"No. you... you know what? I am finished here."

"You can't leave until you finish reading the contract.... That's the deal." She smiled, flashing her canines at me. Damn wolves. So this is how humans feel when they are alone with us. Absolutely powerless. I flipped through the remaining pages. There had to be another 30 pages there. It would take me an hour to get through this if not longer. Wolf or no wolf, I was done. I tossed the contract, my apron, the vest, everything I could on the desk and headed for the door. I would quit. They couldn't keep me here.

I really thought Candace would let me go. Until I felt the full weight of her body pin me to the floor.

Squealing happily, she pulled my arms behind my back, making me scream. Her free hand made its way up my skirt and forced itself between my thighs. I kept screaming, and no one was coming to help me. She used her legs to force mine open, and her fingers were free to slide into me.

"OOOOH, Im jealous. If I were this tight, Master Carasic would f*ck me around the clock." She started rubbing my cl*t sending shocks of pleasure throughout my body. My screams involuntarily turned into awful sounding moans of pleasure. Why was my body betraying me?

"So my special drink has an altered version of the drug humans are so fond of. It makes even the slightest touch pleasurable, no matter who is doing the groping." As she said this, she rubbed me deeper and nibbled on my ear. I felt my body buck in response.

"You just needed the right motivation...." My body just got hotter, and a pain spread throughout my body. It was so intense that even m**********g would not alleviate the need I was feeling. Candace flipped me onto my back and jacked my legs over her shoulders. She immediately ripped my panties and started devouring my p*ssy. All I could do was scream in pleasure as I used her hair to pull her face deeper into me. I had never been with a woman in any capacity, but if this was how a woman could make you feel, I might very well change teams. I had the insurmountable need to claw myself out of my own skin. Little by little, I was stripped down to nothing all of my own accord.

There I lay naked, Candace with my cl*t between her lips and her fingers massaging my entrance, when my boss walked in. For some reason I did not care. I was too overwhelmed by Candace. I watched as he locked the door without ever taking his eyes off of us. He walked over and stared down at me with a grin. He went about things in his office, occasionally stopping to pour a small amount of water down my throat. I needed it. Candace had me dripping from every pore. My skin was slick and glistening. I ran my fingers across my breasts and enjoyed the smooth sensation of it all. Then I touched the rug with my heightened sensitivity and enjoyed that too. Then, all too soon, Candace stopped and stood up. I couldn't help but whimper out my need. I grabbed myself and clenched my legs around my hand. That's when Mr.Carasic knelt on the ground beside me. He wiped the tears I didn't know I was shedding and started gently petting me all over. It sent goosebumps and chills all over my body. He said something I couldn't understand. I whimpered again.

"Do you want me to help you with this?" He asked as he touched the back of my hand that I had shoved between my legs. He gently took a n****e between his lips and suckled, causing me to arch my back and grab his head to my chest. His hand quickly filled the vacant spot my hand left, sending waves of sensual promises to my core in a way that only large male Alpha hands could. He pulled his head away, so I grabbed his hand and held it between my legs. He continued to caress my very swollen and sensitive cl*t as I shamelessly rubbed myself against his hand.

"I need words, Elena Stockton. Actual words. Do you want me to take care of this? Of you?" My body was on fire. I was trying to make sense of what he was saying. He pressed firmly into my c**t driving all sense and care out of me.

"F*CK... ME...." My go to phrase when something goes wrong. I needed to focus. What was I trying to do?

"You got it." He growled sensually into my ear, practically making me purr. Got what? What was he talking about? Focus..... He pressed into my cl*t again, and suckled at my n*****s relentlessly. Oh god, I needed more.

"MORE!" What did I need more of? What more did my body crave? I grabbed my t*t and the back of his head and tried to .... what? make more of it fit? I even wrapped my legs around him without thinking and pulled him hard against me as I tried to get some sort of satisfaction out of this encounter.

I felt an immense thrill of adrenaline pass through me as Mr. Carasic pushed me down by my hips, slid his hands behind my knees and spread my legs wide. He stared at me for a long moment before he rubbed my cl*t with the tip of his hot, angry looking horse c*ck. I rocked my hips to press against it more firmly.

"Don't rush, we are going to enjoy each other." He slowly pushed the tip in and pulled it out. He rubbed against my cl*t again and slid the tip in.

"I want a closeup of this tight p*ssy. Im gonna f*ck this until I break it." He slid in and out just a little at a time. I wanted it. Why did I want it?

"More!" He slid it from my cl*t along my hole and back, teasing me even more. Finally, he started to slowly slide deeper into me. Then he suddenly stopped. He looked at me wide-eyed for a moment.

"You're untouched...." I heard a soft gasp. Was Candace still here?

"Pick her up, better angle for that...." What angle? Would it hurt less? I don't think it would make as big a difference, as large as he was. He put his arms around me and pulled me chest to chest with him. I squirmed and tried to slide down onto him but he held me firm. He pulled out and I felt something tickling my entrance.

"All set...." I heard an unfamiliar voice. Where did they come from..... He pushed himself back inside me to where he was before, and he grabbed a handful of hair, bending me over backwards. Slowly he pulled me down onto his c*ck stretching me wide, then there was the barrier and his wolf grumbled in pleasure as he pulled me down with force to take him completely in. I was already c*mming all over him. Only a short moment passed before he dug his claws into my hips and rammed himself into me. I screamed with pleasure or pain. I wasn't sure. He was letting out guttural growls and snapping his teeth. I kept screaming as I was forced over the edge of my limits again and again. Or perhaps it never stopped. I looked down and could see a bulge appearing and disappearing in my abdominal area.

As I began to sober up, my thoughts became clear. I begged him to stop, but he kept forcing himself on me. One look at his eyes and I could see that his wolf was in full control. There was no reasoning with an out-of-control wolf mid-breeding. I was already exhausted from whatever the drugs made me do, so I had little to no strength to protest either. I glanced around to find something to grab and hit him with, and I almost puked from what I saw. He had cameras set up at every angle. Candace, now dressed, was walking around with John adjusting things. I begged them to stop him, but my pleas fell on deaf ears. Candace had looked up momentarily but received a snap in her general direction from our Boss. She was not crazy enough to intervene.

Mr.Carasic suddenly flipped me over to take me from behind, and that was when I felt that odd sensation that I had only ever heard about second hand from friends. He was about to knot inside me. I tried to crawl away. I kicked at him, clawed at the carpet, but it only made him thrust harder. He grabbed my throat and pulled my small frame back and pushed in as hard as he could. His hand was cutting off my air, causing me to black out. The last thing I felt was my womb filling up with something both hot and hard, then I blacked out.