Page 13 of Red Hood, Bad Wolf

This kiss was different from their other—deeper, more certain. No holding back, no professional distance. Just recognition of what they were becoming together. Her magic twined with his power until he couldn't tell where he ended and she began.

"Is this really happening?" she whispered, her breath hot against his skin.

"Can't you feel it?" Alder replied, his voice rough with need. Their mutual desire crackled between them, a tangible force that demanded surrender.

"Of course I do," she admitted, her fingers gripping his shirt tightly.

He felt her shudder beneath his touch, her body agreeing even as she struggled to find words. They both knew the truth: they were meant for each other, bound by forces beyond their control. There was no turning back now.

Alder felt the heat of Rowan's body pressed against him, their breaths mingling as they sought each other. He found her lips with his own, tasting the hunger that mirrored his as he deepened the kiss. He explored every inch of her body with his hands, savoring the taste of her skin as he kissed her neck, her shoulders, her breasts.

"Touch me," Rowan begged, arching her back as Alder caressed her nipples. She reached for the waistband of his jeans, her fingers deftly undoing the button and zipper. Her hand wrapped around his cock with an urgency that left him breathless. As she stroked him, he surrendered to the pleasure, his senses overwhelmed by the intensity of their connection.

"Does that feel good?" she asked, her voice sultry and breathless.

"More than you know," Alder replied, his words muffled against her breast. The sensation of her hand pumping him was sheer bliss, but he needed more. He wanted to possess her completely, to feel her body shudder as she came undone around him.

Alder's world narrowed to the sensation of Rowan's soft lips meeting his, their breaths mingling as her tongue traced a path along his. This kiss was different from their others—deeper, more certain.

He growled softly as he peeled off her last piece of clothing, revealing her naked form, flushed and beautiful.

"Look at you," he breathed, appreciating the sight before him. "So perfect."

He ran his hands across her body, reveling in the way she shivered beneath his touch. His fingers traced patterns on her skin, memorizing every curve and contour as her own hands mirrored his actions.

Alder's senses were overwhelmed by the intoxicating scent of Rowan's arousal filling the room. The sound of her ragged breaths and the heat from her flushed skin consumed him. He trailed his lips down her neck, feeling her pulse throb beneath his touch, before moving to her breasts.

He sucked on one nipple, teasing and tugging it gently with his teeth, while he played with the other between his fingers. The soft whimpers escaping Rowan's lips fueled his own desire even more. His hand slid between her thighs, finding her slick, wet pussy waiting for him. He caressed and teased her clit, feeling Rowan squirm against his touch. "You're so wet for me," he growled into her ear, needing her to understand just how much her pleasure excited him.

"Only for you," she moaned, her grip on his cock tightening as she continued to stroke him with increasing urgency.

Alder backed her up against the wall, urging her legs wide apart. Her back pressed against the cool surface as he never stopped playing with her clit. Rowan pumped his cock furiously, driving him to the edge until he finally spilled over, coming across her stomach in hot, intense pulses.

"Rowan," he murmured, nibbling at her neck, tasting the saltiness of her sweat. Her body tensed, her breath hitching as she neared her own climax.

"Please," she gasped, the plea barely audible as it passed her lips. "Alder, I'm so close."

"Come for me, Rowan," he whispered against her skin, the words like a spell that broke through her last remaining barriers. Her body convulsed beneath his touch, her moans filling the air as her pussy throbbed with the force of her release.

The afterglow of their previous orgasms still radiated between them, both panting and slick with sweat. Alder pulled away from Rowan's neck, his eyes darkened with desire as he took in the sight of her flushed face and trembling limbs.

"Rowan, you have no idea how much you please me," he growled, his voice thick with need. He dropped to his knees before her, pushing her legs apart to reveal the glistening wetness that awaited him.

The scent of her arousal filled his nostrils, driving him wild. He buried his face between her thighs, his tongue eagerly parting her lips and delving deep into her core. The taste of her was intoxicating, a mixture of sweet and salty that made his inner wolf howl with delight.

Her thighs began to shake, pressing against his cheeks as he continued to lavish attention on her pussy. With each flick of his tongue, Rowan whimpered and trembled, her body reacting to his every touch. The room seemed to spin around them as their connection intensified.

"Don't stop," she moaned, her fingers tangling in his hair as she struggled to maintain her balance.

He responded with a growl, the vibrations sending shivers up her spine. The sensation pushed her over the edge, and she came, drenching his face in her release. He lapped at her hungrily, savoring every drop until she was left a quivering mess.

With a roar of primal satisfaction, Alder rose to his feet and swept everything off his desk with a single swipe of his arm. Papers and office supplies clattered to the floor as he bent Rowan over the now-empty surface, her ass exposed and inviting.

"Mine," he snarled, gripping her hips and thrusting into her without warning. The force of his entry made her gasp.

"Yes," she panted, meeting his thrusts with abandon.

He fucked her hard and fast, growling and snarling as the bond between them hummed with power. There was no holding back now, no pretense of control. They were completely lost to each other, their bodies melding together in a frenzy of passion.

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