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GRAHAM

I hadn’t fucked in weeks, and I needed a release. Running had soothed only a fraction of the tension in my shoulders. I tossed my damp shirt in the hamper in the corner of the room. In a smooth motion, I removed my shorts, and they landed on the heap.

An elusive scent tickled my nose. The back of my neck tightened. Someone had been in my office. I slowed to a stop instead of heading to the restroom.

What was the delicious scent? It was like warmth and sweetness. I scowled and followed the smell around my desk, only to find a girl on her knees, gawking up at my cock.

A small gasp escaped her plush, rosy lips. Honey. That’s what I smelled . I inhaled deeply, and my cock stiffened.

Her small pink tongue flicked out to run across her bottom lip. Fuck. She could take my length ? —

Shaking my head, I snapped out of the lust gripping me.

I crouched and grabbed the back of her neck, picking her up like a pup. She yelped, and my grip softened on instinct. I was never one to go easy on an interloper. I thinned my lips and squeezed her neck again. Her wide eyes flicked side to side as she balanced on her tiptoes. She was a tiny thing.

“Why are you hiding in my office?” Could she be Whitlock’s pack member? Had he sent her to look through my shit? If so, his gal was more than I expected. We agreed to keep the peace between our packs. This would be an act of treason.

I’d opened my doors to him as a sign of goodwill. If he’d abused that . . .

“You’re hurting me.”

I immediately softened my hold, and her feet flattened on the ground. My wolf growled, shoving to get free.

“You haven’t answered the question,” I sneered.

Her mouth parted with an exhale, allowing me to see how her lower lip puffed out a bit more than the top one. The end of her button nose tipped up at the end, enhancing the beauty of her softly-rounded face. She looked like an angel with magnetic brown eyes. I peered closer for a better look. Each iris was a different shade of brown. The effect was striking.

“I’m Vi-Violet. You agreed to take me in.”

This was the girl I’d agreed to bring into my pack? The female was supposed to arrive tomorrow morning according to the last update Maggie had given me.

“And what were you doing crawling on my floor?”

Her gaze was riveted on my mouth, and she seemed slightly dazed. She trembled slightly with a shiver. My thumb dragged down the column of her smooth brown neck her skin was silky to the touch.

Her gaze dropped to my cock. When had I started caressing her?

“Fuck.” I yanked my hand back.

“I’m sorry!” she shouted as she slapped her arm over her eyes.

Her other hand touched out toward the desk. She felt the lip of the furniture and smoothed her hand over the edge, angling until her back was to me. Her scramble was oddly endearing. I dragged my hand over my mouth. My lips were not fucking twitching up at the corners.

Young, nervous, and innocent if the look she sent my cock was anything to go by. “I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to seem like a thief, but my duffle ripped.” She dipped to grab her bag and, with her head turned away from me, she waved the frayed strap in my general direction.

I grunted.

“I never would have?—”

“It’s fine,” I barked out more aggressively than I intended. She jumped and her chin tipped down a bit. Her withdrawal didn’t sit well with me. I sighed and dragged my fingers through my hair. “Give me a moment.”

“Take your time,” she said weakly.

I strode to my restroom and slammed the door, then turned the shower on the coldest it could get before letting the spray of water drive into my skin. It needed to be colder if I wanted my hard-on to disappear. I quickly washed the sweat from my body. Soap drained in a swirl, and I gave my cock a final squeeze, but it did nothing to alleviate the ache. I shut off the water and wrapped a towel around my waist, grabbed another smaller hand towel from the metal hanger, and scrubbed it over my hair.

Stepping out, I found her shuffling in the same spot. Her brown eyes widened and dropped to the obvious bulge under the towel. As I moved toward the desk, I threw the small cloth toward the hamper. The leather office chair creaked with my weight when I sat down, then I set my elbows on the mahogany.

Violet stood on the other side of the desk, shooting me furtive peeks. Unbridled heat burned through my gut. Her profile was eye-catching, the plumpness of her lips making my cock twitch.

“You’re inconvenient.” The comment slipped free.

“I’m sorry.” Her eyes dropped. “I’ll work hard.”

I kept saying the fucking wrong thing. My attraction was the inconvenience. I scrubbed my hand over my face.

“I–that’s not—” I sighed. Why was I trying to explain myself? “I expect your hard work,” I said, tapping my finger on the desk surface. “If you need anything, Maggie will be your point of contact.”

“So, leave you alone as much as possible. Got it.”

I fisted my hand. Her meek voice caused such a visceral reaction. With an exhale, I relaxed my hand and drummed my fingertips along the surface of my desk again. Her honey scent played along my senses, teasing me and making my wolf restless.

What was wrong with him?

She averted her eyes from me, and her straight, white teeth bit her lip. My cock stiffened painfully. Fuck. I had to get laid.

“I’ll show you your room.”

I stood so fast the chair rolled backwards with a screech, and I strode to the door. I didn’t hear her steps behind me which made me turn. She still stood by my desk, clenching onto that damn ripped bag.

“Follow,” I barked.

She jumped and hurried behind me. The east wing was all mine, and the only person who got to remain in my space was Maggie, with a room multiple doors down from me. However, all the guest rooms were filled with Whitlock’s pack, and unless I wanted to force one of the males to bunk with her, Violet had to sleep in a room close to mine. It went against what I wanted, but there was little choice.

Stepping out of my office, I didn’t turn left—which would have taken me down the hall toward the heart of the house where the east and west wings met. Instead, I went down the opposite hall, stopping at the door of the room across from mine.

Entering through the opened door of the chamber, I stopped only a couple of steps inside. Violet smacked into my back, and her palm spread across my spine, awaking visceral lust.

Something was severely fucking with my psyche, and I needed to satiate my cravings before I fucked this girl.