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Theo didn’t feel nearly as concerned.

“I need people around me who know I am going through this whole thing,” he said. “Just because I don’t want the world to know doesn’t mean the people around us can’t know. I trust them. Hell, half of them would probably help us bury a body without asking what happened.”

“That’s not the reassurance you think it is,” I muttered.

“It should be.” He grinned. “That’s loyalty.”

“That’s illegal.”

“Still loyalty,” Theo reiterated. I tried not to smile but failed.

Underneath the ridiculous example, I understood what he was asking for. He wanted his people, much like I had my own. I knew what those guys meant to him. I’d watched them rally around him without knowing the full story.

Leaning in, he kissed me once, letting it linger.

“We don’t have to tell them if you don’t want to,” he whispered.

“We can tell them,” I said. His brilliant smile made the risk worth it. Hopefully, it’d go exactly how Theo believed it would. If not, we’d have one hell of a mess to explain.

I closed the distance between us and captured his mouth in a slow kiss. The little moan he let out shot straight to my cock. I chased the sound, my tongue sweeping across his and coaxing another one out of him. His body shifted against mine, and I felt the ridges of his thickening dick pressing against his jeans.

My hands rounded his ass, and I hauled him against me, enjoying the gasp he let out. His fingers dug tight into my shoulders as he braced himself. The friction of his hips against mine was agonizing. I kissed him harder and dragged my teeth over his lower lip, biting him before letting go.

“How much longer do you have the office for?” Theo gasped against my mouth.

“Long enough for us to do something stupid,” I replied. My lips drifted across his jaw, alternating between kisses and quick nips.

“We’re really good at that,” he breathed out.

“Mhmm,” I agreed. I sank my teeth into his neck and held it. His body shuddered against mine as his head fell back, giving me better access. I smoothed my tongue over the bite before whispering against his skin, “Did you lock the door, little wolf?”

“No,” he said. My fingers dug into his hips, my grip firm as I gently pushed him back. The bratty fire flashed in his eyes—that spark of defiance that always made me want to break him a little—but I just nodded to the door.

“Go lock it, or I can’t fuck you over the desk,” I told him. I stepped away from the desk as he hurried across the room. The loud click and his rapid breaths filled the room. As he turned back to me, my hand fell to my belt, undoing it with an efficient tug. I ordered, “Pants down and bend over the desk.”

Theo moved past me with an eagerness that spoke to his desperation. He shoved his jeans to the floor and lay over the desk, his chest pressing to the wood. The position arched his back and pushed his ass into the air for me to appreciate.

I reached into my pants and freed my aching cock with a quiet sound of relief. I stroked my length once from base-to-tip as my gaze remained locked on the sight of him splayed out and waiting.

“Spread your legs wider,” I said. “Let me see you.”

He obeyed instantly, shifting his weight and widening his stance until he was completely open to me—a perfect, filthy offering for me. That tight ring of muscles twitched with a frantic, rhythmic anticipation that made my own cock throb. He was leaking already, a slow trail of precum sliding down the polished side of the desk.

“I should’ve made you do this sooner,” I murmured mostly to myself as I reached into my wallet and pulled out a packet of lube. I tore it open, the sound loud in the quiet office, and coated my length. The slick gel was warm as it slid over my sensitive skin. Stepping closer, I tangled my free hand in his hair, keeping his cheek planted against the wood.

I didn’t tease him—I didn’t have the patience for that. I lined my cock up and thrust once, burying my entire length inside him in one brutal glide. A strangled cry escaped him, the sound melting into a loud, guttural groan as his body stretched to accommodate me. I pulled back until only the tip remained in him. His muscles clenched around my crown in a desperate attempt to pull me in further. When that didn’t work, he let out a pathetic whimper and tried to push back for more, but my hand tightened in his hair to hold him still.

I drove back into him, the sound of our skin slapping echoed in the small space as I settled into a relentless rhythm. Every rapid thrust had his body jerking against the desk, and every stroke drove me deeper into him. His hands curled against the desk as he pushed back to match my pace. My fingers dug into his hip as I adjusted my position, making sure I’d hit that spot. I could feel him unraveling, his body shaking under me. His moans grew in volume, the sounds fracturing into desperate pleas.

“Quiet now, little wolf,” I growled as I gave his hair a little tug. “You don’t want the cleaning staff to hear the kind of mess you’re making in here, do you? You don’t want them to walk in and see your cum leaking down this desk, do you?”

Theo let out a quiet sound, shaking his head as much as my grip would allow him. The desk creaked as I thrust harder, chasing the building pressure in my lower spine. His muscles spasmed around my length, fluttering in tight ripples that drew a deep groan out of me. Every drag against my sensitive skin made my pleasure spike.

“Please,” he let out, his breaths ragged and uneven. “Please, I need to… I need to come.”

“You can,” I bit out as my pace turned frantic. My balls drew up tight as I teetered on the edge. “But you will clean up your mess while my cum drips down your thighs, little wolf.”

The permission broke him. He bit down hard on his lower lip to stifle the loud noise tearing through him. His ass clenched around my cock with a strength that almost sent me over the edge, but I held on a little longer. He shuddered violently, his cum spraying down the side of the mahogany in thick spurts. His hips pushed back against mine—pushing me deeper inside him—and my control snapped.