Work with pleasure

She stopped protesting and relaxed against the wall. Kain stopped torturing her nipples. He trailed his fingers down her stomach and raised her gown. She was half naked now, with her gown bunched up around her waist.

Esmeralda couldn't tell what it was she wanted. She wanted him to kiss her. Treat her like a woman. But she didn't want to be selfish. She was supposed to pretend to follow his lead, and not be in need of his fingers on her skin.

"I want to bend you over my desk and ram my cock into your orifice until you're screaming my name out loud." He whispered.

Esmeralda shuddered in anticipation. Her pulsating middle wanted some action.

He tugged at her panties painfully, stretching the band and letting go of it so it snapped against her skin. The small pain ignited a new kind of want inside of her.

He pressed one finger on her throbbing middle and kissed her ravenously. Esmeralda moaned into his mouth. He attacked her lips ferociously like a starving lion would attack its prey. She humped him, yearning for his touch.

He shifted her panties to one side and slid one long finger inside of her. Esmeralda gasped as he stretched her. She moaned contentedly at his calculated and steady thrusts. Esmeralda started riding his fingers. 

He added another digit and increased the pace of his thrusts. She cut the kiss to catch her breath. She closed her eyes when his fingers hit the erogenous zone on the anterior wall of her core. 

She held onto his shoulders when he quickened his tempo. She wrapped her legs tight around his waist, wanting more friction.

Her insides contracted as she swallowed his knuckles. The slurpy sounds of his digits sliding in and out of her coitus turned her on.

Her fingers dug into the skin of his back as he pleasured. His well sculpted back, a beautiful canvas for her to draw on with her nails.

"Kain." She slurred his name. Her eyes rolled inside her head as he continued to finger her, twisting and brushing against the walls of her core.

He pulled at her low neck cut gown and freed one plump breast. He latched his mouth onto it, sucking and biting on it.

Esmeralda felt something building up. A snowball that was growing into an avalanche was rolling inside her belly. Her toes curled as if she was convulsing. She was chasing her orgasm. She rode his fingers harder, eager to embrace her incoming climax.

"Don't come." Kain growled.

"What?" She asked frustratedly.

"Come only when I ask you to."

His other hand flicked the nub of her vulva, thrumming it as the digits of his other hand walked her on the slippery to orgasm.

Just as she was losing it, he bit her earlobe before whispering to her.

"Come." 

His voice pulled a string that sent the stimulus to her swollen core which was already glistening with cum.

His fingers continued to work her up. It sent her spiralling off the edge of her orgasm. White spasms of light exploded behind her eyelids, blurring her sight and clouding every sense of consciousness as she floated in cloud nine.

He held her legs firmly to steady her until she was down from her high. Esmeralda's eyes fluttered open, and her eyes met the prince's icy blue stare. She let him finger her.

He lowered her to the ground with his typical indifferent and unemotional facial expression. As if he had not just fingered her to orgasm.

"You can use the shower or tub if you want to clean up. Take your time. We have work to do after."

His words struck her like a baseball bat. She dragged her gown to her knees to cover her body.

She watched his shirtless back as he sauntered out of the executive suit into the bathroom. 

She had made a mistake. All of what happened was just an excuse for him to shove away what happened in the boardroom to the back of his mind. He used her. A stray tear slid down her cheek. 

This was what her mother had wanted her to do. To bed him and get his semen. But she would have to be the one to initiate the first move. A twang of disappointment and confusion prickled her mind. 

Esmeralda wanted to run away from everything. Run away from Havana if it was possible. Who cared about Havana even? An old empire that had refused to merge with the old regions of America.

She could run away to the big cities, where people lived normal lives. There would be no vengeful enchantress or cursed wolf there. Things like that could only be existent in a cultured terrain like Havana.

"I have sent a questionnaire to your email. It's a market survey. You have a month to analyze and articulate your analysis. After this, we'll start looking into the long forgotten business trips." 

He wasn't even looking at her as he spoke to her. She wanted so badly for him to say something about it. Was he trying to invite a relationship with her? Or a situationship? She just wanted him to address it.

The nature of the work they had at hand demanded that she worked with him in his office. So for hours, she sat adjacent to the prince.

Just before it was late evening, a call from the palace reached the prince. From the grave countenance of the prince's orderlies, Esmeralda could tell that there was something wrong. From the looks of it, she was going to leave early, and so was he.

"What happened today-" He stopped. 

Esmeralda raised her head from her work. Was he finally going to say something?

"What happened today was a mistake. It was not meant to happen. You were-" 

Why was he tongue tied? He shook his head and turned away. And that was the end. 

"That's it? You think it was a mistake?" She asked him.

"Did you actually think I would mess with you if I was in my right state of mind? I needed a break. And you were the only-"

"Option. Yes. You used me to clear your head." 

She knew now she shouldn't have mixed work with pleasure.

He said nothing. This was no time to talk about his disjointed emotions. He couldn't understand what it was about her that pulled him to her. He was supposed to despise her, not need her. He needed her and he hated it. He didn't want to admit that the huge possibility she was his destined mate was there. 

Kain watched angrily as his father's councilmen discussed his fate. His ugly fate. His father had expressed his utter disappointment at Kain's behavior. His father had finally declared him unfit to lay any claim on his investments outside Havana and properties in Havana.

The king was ripping the rug from under his feet, and he was doing it in front of his cabinet members. Kain fought hard inside of him to contain his anger.

Then it happened. The beast inside of him found its way out. He ripped his own shirt apart, and stood up straight. The veins on his neck bulged and the hair on his arms grew out from the pores of his skin.

"Allow him." The king said under his breath. 

Kain growled. His skin was stretching. It would tear any moment and then the animal inside of him would snap free. Free. Red filled his line of vision. 

His nostrils flared and he felt his legs bend to the back. Something was happening. He felt light and it was like he was falling down from a great high.

His skin relaxed, going taut and stiff. No one saw this coming. His father coughed.

"Was that supposed to scare us?" He asked. The king was unimpressed. Kain wondered if they all thought he had pulled off a stunt.

He had just tried shapeshifting in the council room. And he had failed.

Silvero, the head of the king's councilmen looked stunned. He should be. He had always doubted Kain's predicament and thought it to be a myth.

He had seen it for himself. And now he was going to stop doubting.

Rage for the enchantress filled Kain's heart. Around him there was silence. And he was still not sure what had happened. Something had unlocked his wolf. He was going to like this to happen another time.

"You will find a mate. A compatible mate. If this continues to happen, the Zander's bloodline will be lost, and will be forgotten, carried away by the wind of time. It'll be a myth. Because there'll be no pack to defend the heritage." His father's voice was stern, too stern for someone whose health was deteriorating.

Kain felt a twinge of satisfaction in him. He had felt it in him. His wolf was awakening. But when would he find his destined mate?