Page 14 of Red Hood, Bad Wolf

The slap of their flesh echoed through the office, the sound raw and erotic. With each thrust, Alder pumped into her, his cock driving deeper as he sought to claim her fully. She was his mate, and he would make sure she knew it.

Alder felt the tightness of Rowan's body clenching around his cock, her pleasure evident as she cried out his name. The intensity of their connection was overwhelming, a primal force that threatened to consume them both. He could feel her orgasm building again, coaxing him to follow.

"Rowan," he groaned, voice strained from their passionate union. "I can't take it much longer."

"Me neither," she gasped, digging her nails into the edge of the desk. "I need you to come with me."

As if on command, her body convulsed around him, milking him for every ounce of pleasure. Unable to resist, Alder filled her with his essence and sealing their bond even further.

Yet, even after they reached their climax, something inside him couldn't let go. Their bodies were still connected, and Alder found himself continuing to rock slowly within her, their shared aftershocks causing reality to blur and warp around them.

He pressed warm kisses along her spine, tasting the saltiness of her sweat mixed with the sweetness of her skin. His lips traveled lower, nipping gently at her ass before he knelt behind her once more.

Alder buried his face between her legs again, savoring the taste of their mingled juices. He licked and suckled her pussy, driven by the desire to bring her to another peak. Rowan's moans filled the room, her fingers gripping the desk for support as her body trembled in ecstasy. He continued to lavish attention on her, relishing in the feel of her thighs pressing against his cheeks. When she finally came again, it was with a shuddering gasp that seemed to vibrate through her entire body.

"Enough," Rowan murmured weakly, her hands reaching back to stroke his hair. "I can't take any more."

Alder reluctantly pulled away, his chest heaving from exertion and desire. He helped Rowan stand upright, the two of them leaning against each other for support as they tried to catch their breath.

"Are you okay?" he asked, concern lacing his words as he searched her face for any sign of distress.

"More than okay," she assured him, a soft smile curving her lips. "Just... overwhelmed."

"Me too," he admitted, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "But I wouldn't trade this for anything."

"Neither would I," she agreed, their eyes locking in a moment of shared understanding.

After as they held each other, reality began to creep back in. Rowan traced patterns on his chest, her touch both soothing and igniting. "The pack's divided."

"They'll come around." He caught her hand, kissed her palm. "You protected them today, even the ones who hate you."

"And River Valley?"

"We found more evidence in the deep forest." He told her about the fight, the matching fabric. "It seems clear that there isn’t a loup and you’ve been sent here under false pretenses."

She absently played with his chest hair. “I sensed a loup. I know there’s one out there. I think we could be looking at two different situations.”

“I don’t mind you staying longer, just to make sure.” He wondered how they would handle being separated now that they were truly mates. Would she stay with his pack? Or would he always feel a part of her when she was off doing Red Hood business. Would they be casual lovers or would this grow into something more serious? The timing just sucked for this, but he couldn’t complain. Not when his wolf was sated, and he felt whole for the first time since his parents left him.

A howl of alarm cut off his thoughts. They dressed hastily and ran outside to find Danny supporting a badly wounded wolf—one of River Valley's enforcers.

"Found him by the edge of our territory, sneaking in," Danny gasped. "He says they're not responsible for the killings. Someone's been leaving false evidence, trying to start a war between the packs."

The enforcer's eyes rolled with pain and fear as Rowan knelt beside him. "I saw someone planting marks. They were wearing a red cloak"

Alder felt Rowan's shock through their bond. A red cloak like hers? But before they could question him further, the enforcer passed out.

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