Max

My bad little Vee gave me a turn for a second or two when I entered our dining room. Her scent was strong, so I was sure she hadn't left. So, when I find her under the dining table itself, one hand clutching her necklace, the clasp of which I'll have to get looked at, it becomes clear what has happened.

Should I take advantage of the look of extreme awkwardness on her face? Absolutely.

After all, it's not every day the stars align, and I bump into a business associate I've been meaning to talk into selling me one of his assets for the past three months and have my naughty Vee exactly where I want her.

I press the call for the waiter and place an order, smiling at Alex Hunter, the werewolf CEO of a motor racing company I've been eyeing with interest for a while. He follows suit, and with a glass of wine in his hand and a glass of whisky in mine, I lean back on the couch and casually undo my belt and fly underneath the tablecloth.

A small hand wraps itself around my semi-erect member which reacts instantly to her touch. I shift on my seat, spreading my legs wider in order to give her the best possible position while I raise a glass to Alex.

If the werewolf has any inkling what is going on in my crotch area, he doesn't let on, instead launching into a pitch for investment.

That's the thing with werewolves—heightened senses but one-track minds.

Although, when Vee licks me from knot to tip in a long sensual motion, I very nearly lose my mind. Her tongue explores my slit, lapping up every single drop of pre-cum I'm spurting while her small hands massage my knot. I lose count of the number of times I nearly roll my eyes back in my head as she continues to torture/pleasure me.

The waiting staff bring in food, including a bloody steak for Alex which he positively wolfs down, and Vee does not let up on me.

My little mate is more than an expert in handling troll cock, and I am very impressed. Her interest in my knot drives me to distraction. It's a knot she will be taking tonight. After all our mating, I believe she is ready, and I need to claim her completely. I have to fill her belly or I'm sure my knot will explode with need.

She brings me to the brink on more than one occasion and it's only because I have a pair of bright brown eyes and a motor mouth telling me how great his company is I manage to hold back. Finally, after I'm genuinely sure I will come in Vee's mouth, Alex wipes his mouth and stands up.

"It's been an absolute pleasure doing business with you, Max, as I always thought it would be." He marches to the head of the table and holds out his hand, which I shake warmly.

"And you, Alex."

"I'll have my lawyers get in touch," he adds.

"Absolutely," I reply.

Did I just agree to invest in his company? That's what I get for doing business while having the best blow job of my life.

"I'll see myself out." He gives me a wolfish grin as he pads towards the door, tail wagging.

Maybe not such a one-track mind after all…

As the door clicks, I reach under the table and haul Vee out.

"You have been a very, very good girl," I growl at her. "And good girls get knotted."