Roselie walked down the corridor towards Alex’s office, her heels clicking softly against the polished wooden floor. The dim light of the early evening cast a warm glow, but it couldn’t dispel the tension she felt in the air. She knew Alex had been under a lot of stress lately, and she wanted to be there for him.
Gently knocking on the door, she pushed it open and saw Alex sitting behind his desk, papers strewn everywhere, his face a mask of concentration and worry. He looked up as she entered, his expression softening slightly.
“Hey,” she said softly, closing the door behind her. “You look like you’re carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders.”
"Hello, there," Alex said, a smile on his face, and then he returned his attention to his keyboard.
Rosalie sighed. She stepped inside and closed the door behind her.
" I hope I'm not interrupting your work," she said softly, moving closer to him.
Alex finally tore his gaze away from the screen. "Of course not, Rosalie. I'm never too busy for you," he replied, reaching out to pull her into his arms.
Roselie sighed, knowing he was trying to shield her from whatever was troubling him. She had seen that look in his eyes before—a mix of determination and fear. “Alex, you know you can talk to me about anything. I want to help.”
Alex took a deep breath, his shoulders relaxing slightly under her touch. “It’s Chris. I’m worried he might do something reckless, like attack our pack. We’ve had reports that he’s been meeting with some dangerous people.”
Roselie's heart sank. It looked like Chris's cloud was still over them, even though she had hoped to leave the chaos behind. "Chris has always been driven, but I didn't think he'd go this far. He wasn't always this way. He used to be a good guy; maybe I should talk to him."
Alex looked at her sharply, a hint of jealousy flashing in his eyes.
"Rosalie, he's changed. He's dangerous now. You can't just go talk to him and expect everything to be okay."
"Perhaps I was too harsh towards him," Rosalie said, her voice tinged with regret. "Maybe he needs closure. Maybe if I meet him and talk to him, it could help."
Alex stood up abruptly, his hands clenching into fists. "Absolutely not. It's too risky. I won't let you put yourself in danger."
Rosalie reached out, taking his hands in hers. "I don't want to see you like this, Alex. You're carrying too much on your shoulders. Let me help."
He shook his head, his grip tightening on her hands. "You don't understand, Rosalie. I can't lose you. Not to him. Not to anyone. The thought of you being anywhere near Chris terrifies me."
"And I can't stand to see you so burdened. I know you’re trying to protect me, but this is something I need to do. For us. For our pack."
Alex cupped her face in his hands. "Rosalie, I love you too much to let you go. I can't risk it. I can't risk losing you."
She placed her hands over his, leaning into his touch. "And I love you too, Alex. But sometimes, facing our fears is the only way to overcome them. Trust me."
He pulled her into a tight embrace, his heart pounding against hers. "I trust you with my life, Rosalie. But not with Chris. He's not the man you knew. He's dangerous, and I can't let you be a part of that."
"Ok, as you wish. But I need you to share everything with me. Just promise me you won't shut me out completely," Rosalie whispered.
Alex nodded. Breaking the embrace, he lifted her chin and kissed her.
"Wait," Rosalie said, breaking the kiss. She stepped back and pulled the knot of her silk robe. Allowing it to fall freely. Not a single thread could be seen on her body as she stood bare. She took pleasure in seeing his eyes widen in surprise and desire.
"Woah ! I didn't expect that," Alex said, his voice filled with awe.
Rosalie smiled mischievously.
"Do you mind?!" She asked him, putting her hand on her hips.
"I definitely do not mind," Alex replied, his eyes still fixed on her. "In fact, I think I might need a moment to recover from that surprise."
Rosalie chuckled.
She felt his hands slip over her ass as he ground them together, breathing heavily in her ear. She began kissing his still-clothed shoulder, her hands trailing up to his waistband in an attempt to free his shirt and lift it off of him.
He drew her closer to him, squeezing her behind him. His wonderful broad shoulders caught her attention, and her hands clung to his back as he lifted her easily and began to carry her to the couch in the corner of the living room. Her bare legs were perfectly positioned around his muscular waist.
They didn't even make it to the couch before giving up. The buildup of his raging desire had become so overwhelming that he had to let her fall back to the floor. He began kissing her all the way down her neck. The anticipation in her body made her moan softly with each kiss. Her body ached with anticipation. The moment she bent down and yanked his pants off of him, his stomach clenched in anticipation as his beautiful shaft erupted from its confines.
"I'd give it a treat later, but right now, I need you." She spoke in hushed tones.
She rubbed her hands all over his body as she was being lifted and propped up against the wall. Her back hit the wall as he slid her down to his waiting shaft, pumping in and out of her with increasing fervour. Her back was slapping against the wall on a regular basis, but she didn't care. Her hands were tangled in his hair as she yearned more and more as he continued to plough into her.
The weight of her full breasts crushed into his chin. He caught her left nipple in his mouth, nipping it, sucking on it, and arousing her even more with the experience. When she felt his knot swell inside her, she let out a yelp of delight. He yanked on her aroused nipple, biting it gently but with enough force to make her scream in perfect harmony. Despite the fact that he was still sheathed inside, Alex managed to pull her away from the wall and carry her to the couch.
He laid her down on his office couch, her legs in the air as he thrust himself repeatedly. She throbbed with every stroke as he went deeper and deeper. She felt her body tense up as she was about to orgasm.
The deeper he went, the harder the thrust. Their bodies were fused together. Taking her nipple in his mouth, he made her quiver in response. Both of their bodies were dripping with perspiration. She kissed him passionately as she absorbed every inch of him in her arms. Rosalie's body began to vibrate as a result of the intensity of her orgasm. He thrust deep into her as he released his load. They made eye contact and kissed some more. She lay down on his chest as he wrapped his arms around her, squeezing her tightly. His knot was still deep inside her.
"You are my little vixen, love," he said, his voice ragged with emotion.
He stood up and picked her up in his arms, walking towards the door.
"Wait, where are you taking me ?" She asked.
"I'm taking you to the bedroom, of course," he replied with a mischievous grin.
"We are naked, Alex." Roselie reminded him.
"So ? It's 3 a.m.; who's going to see us?" he said, winking at her.
She chuckled when he carried her through the empty corridors. "I didn't know you were such an exhibitionist, Alex."
"We are wolves, Roselie, we don't need to hide our love or our bodies," he whispered in her ear.
He kicked the door open when he reached their bedchamber and laid her down on the bed he had made for them. They huddled close to one another, facing one another.
"I love you so much," he said in hushed tones, and then his voice became solemn. "I'll protect you; I'll make sure Chris doesn't get his hands on you, love," he promised, but Rosalie just laughed. Even something as insignificant as Chris didn't matter to her because she was still high on her orgasmic bliss at the time.
"How about a second round?” She whispered naughtily as she pushed him to his back easily and straddled him. He grinned with anticipation as she rode him, her hands clawing on his chest, but he didn't complain. His hands tugged and fondled at her swaying breasts. They continued to make love throughout the night, insatiable with one another.