Page 20 of The Breeding Cave
Earlier, her smell had followed me all the way into my office, and I foolishly thought that rubbing one out during the day would hold off my beast. My dick twitched inside my pants. I had jerked one out—not once today, but twice.
When I made it to the elevator, I hit the Down button and glared at the doors. Ella’s scent drifted into my nose, and I winced.
She stepped up next to me, holding her laptop to her chest and rocking on her heels. “Leaving early?”
“Mmhmm.”
“Wanna get coffee with me at Pink Ivory? That’s the place you go, rig?—”
“No.”
“Where do you go then? I swear you change these?—”
“I’m not getting coffee with you,” I growled.
Once the doors opened, I stepped into the elevator and smashed the bottom floor button. Ella walked in behind me and stood awfully close—as close as I wished that Yeosin had stood this morning.
I had thought having her here would calm my beast. It’d be easier to keep an eye on her.
But I was so fucking wrong. I couldn’t even peer out my office window at her without my beast wanting to trap her in the break room, smash her sexy body up against the floor-to-ceiling windows, and dump load after load of my cum deep into her hole.
“Do you have dinner plans?” Ella said, typing on her phone. “I made a reservation for u?—”
“I’m not hungry.”
Ella curled her claws around my elbow. “I know you can always eat puss?—”
Before she could finish her sentence, the elevator doors opened, and I threw her out of the lift. She landed on the ground with a thud, her eyes wide with fear.
I ground my teeth and took a menacing step toward her. “Stop.”
Once she recollected herself, she scrambled to her feet and dusted herself off. “All you had to say was no. Goddess, men like you don’t know the first thing about how to be gentlemanly. Maybe that’s why?—”
I growled and stepped toward her, “I said no multiple fucking times, Ella. Now get out.”
After huffing at me, Ella twirled on her heel and marched out of the building like she did every night that I rejected her advances. This had been going on for years now, and she didn’t know when to stop. How many rejections would it take?
As soon as she disappeared from view, the elevator dinged behind me, and I slipped into a nearby hallway. Yeosin’s sweet scent of pumpkin drifted past the doorway, and then a moment later, she walked out of the elevator by herself.
When she headed for the doors on the opposite side of the building, I stepped out from the hallway and followed quietly behind her. My dick was throbbing, the vein in my neck twitching. My canines extended past my lips. And as we passed an empty office, I snatched her.
One hand on her mouth, the other arm wrapping around her waist.
It was a bad idea. A fucking terrible idea.
HR would have a fucking field day if they found out about it.
“Don’t make a sound,” I said, pulling her into the room and locking it behind us.
“What are you doing?!” she exclaimed, her back against my chest. “You can’t be here!”
“Don’t move,” I hissed into her ear, reaching between us to pull down my zipper. “I need to be inside you. I need to fucking breed you, Yeosin. I told you that I wouldn’t stop until you’re pregnant with my child.”
“It’s my first day here,” she said nervously, looking around the office to make sure there wasn’t anyone else here. “My boss already hates me. If he finds me in here with you, then he’ll fire me on the spot!”
I pulled my dick out of my suit pants and dipped it underneath her skirt. “No, he won’t.”
“Yes, he wi—oh my God,” she moaned when I pushed into her. “You’re so big.”
