"A party?" I raised an eyebrow. "There is an attack in Canada, the vamps attack, but of course let's have a bunch of important pack members in one place…"
"I tried to fight it but I was voted against." Arthur's shoulders seemed heavier than usual. I felt pity for him.
"What can I do to help?" I threw my arms in exasperation.
He looked at me knowingly. It had been over a week since I had let him touch me and he was not being subtle anymore.
"I mean with the party, alpha," I crossed my arms.
"Be a good hostess and make sure everything is perfect for the guests. Make those pastries you made at your mother's dinner."
I put my hands on my hips. "Arthur, I'm a fighter, I'm a soldier. I've tasted blood more time than I can count… this doesn't come easy for me."
Looking back at that conversation as I handed out candy from a plastic cauldron I wondered where it all went wrong. I was decked out as a witch which Caleb giggled was ironic.
I smiled and spoke to guests pretending to care about their new babies but I could not see the point.
"My lady," a man dressed as the phantom of the opera approached me.
His jaw was square and from what I could see, his eyes were green and his hair golden.
"Candy?" I asked digging into the cauldron.
"What I want is much sweeter," he eyed me up and down.
I rolled my eyes. "Listen here…" I began but saw Caleb coming around.
"Is everything okay?" He eyed the guy.
"I just asked if she is liking London," he asked sweetly and I caught the Irish accent.
"It's lovely," I snapped.
"There's your answer," Caleb crossed his arms.
"Another time," the man winked and walked off.
"That was bold," Caleb remarked.
"Idiotic," I corrected him.
Arthur approached noticing my furrowed brow.
"What happened?" He quipped.
"Someone leprechaun wanted me instead of candy," I explained.
He growled as I knew he would.
"Who was he?" Arthur snapped.
Both Caleb and I shrugged.
"Irish," I responded. "Quite handsome."
Arthur's eyes burned into me. "Was he now?"
I nodded. "Just because I'm locked down doesn't mean I don't have eyes."
"I'll take that as my que to leave," Caleb murmured heading toward Arthur's cousin Leary that I only recently found out was related to Arthur and was only interested in women.
"Come with me," Arthur took my hand and excused us from the living room taking me to his office.
Swiftly he pulled me in, slammed the door, and brought me to my knees.
Instantly something took over me and all I wanted was to taste him.
My hands went to his belt eagerly and undid his pants releasing him.
"Suck my cock, lass," he pushed the back of my head, forcing my face closer.
"I've never done this," I looked up at him tentatively.
"You'll never know what that means to me, that I'm the first man you've ever tasted." He breathed down at me, caressing my bottom lip with his thumb, "even you holding my cock does things to me." He guided himself into my mouth and I began to suck on him instinctively. "Take me down your throat lass, breathe through your nose."
I did as he asked as his hands wrapped in my hair setting the pace forcing his cock down my throat. My mouth watered around him and made it easier for him to slide in and out.
"That's a good girl," he hissed. "Exactly what your husband wants." He gasped as I let him go faster. "Touch yourself as I taught you."
Quickly my hand went under my dress and between my legs, pulling my thong to the side.
There was a part of me that wanted to give him exactly what he wanted and a part of me that wanted to fight back. But right now I could see the benefit of doing as he asked.
I rubbed my clit with my fingers and moaned against him as he continued to pump into my mouth.
"Fuck," he gasped.
I rubbed quicker and let my instincts take over as I felt my face begin to warm and a tightening in my stomach. I was pushing myself over the edge as I felt felt Arthur get more sporadic. I finally pushed myself to that sweet point. My fingers were soaked as I felt that euphoric flush take over. Soon Arthur moaned and I felt his seed spurt from him and down my throat. I continued to suck on him taking all he had to give.
Once he was empty he pulled me up off the floor. He took my finger, that I had pleasured myself with, and stuck them in his mouth, sucking off my wetness.
My jaw dropped as he tucked himself back into his pants and left me alone in the study.
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