Agreeing To Talk

I groaned as Ryan set two more folders down on Logan’s desk in front of me. I glared up at him, too pissed to say anything, and from the smirk on his face, I knew it was more unnecessary things that he wanted me to handle. He had been bringing me more and more stupid things to do while Logan was gone. It was things that weren’t necessary for the alpha or the beta to handle. We didn’t need to order supplies for our businesses. The business managers were supposed to order it, and then we would review them at the monthly sleuth meetings. I had a feeling that he was purposely trying to irritate me. I hated that it was working. The whole thing was a fucking mess. Logan needed to get home and he needed to do it soon. Or I was going to go crazy. I took a deep breath before smiling tensely.
“And what is this?” I asked, barely holding back my anger.
“It’s the morgue records from the last month. There are thirteen death certificates that need to be reviewed and signed off by you or Alpha Logan. And seeing as Alpha Logan is not here, it is up to you.”
“And what happens if I don’t sign them?” I spat.
“Then the human police will come looking for answers. And as you are aware, the last time the police were here, they wreaked havoc. We had to go over their heads to leave our sleuth alone. I would hate to see you and Alpha Logan go down in history as the reason that the Havana Sleuth was taken over by the American government.”
I rolled my eyes. “As if you would care. I’m pretty sure you’re already plotting our failure.”
“Me? I would not dare to go against you or Alpha Logan. I have sworn my allegiance–”
I slam my hand down on the desk. “Save it, Ryan. I know that you spoke to Gerald. I also know that you didn’t tell anyone he was on our sleuth land when he shouldn’t be. I don’t know what you said, but from the way he slammed you against the tree, he’s pissed off. You are so worried about me and Alpha Logan, when you invited the snake into your bed. I would be more worried about Gerald.” I picked up a folder, smiling coldly at him. “Actually, don’t worry about him. Forget what I said. With the look on his face, he’ll be saving me from having to make up an excuse to have you killed, which would be a shame because I would take such joy in it.” I shrugged. “Too bad. Maybe he’ll leave your body where I can find it so I can eat you. I wonder what you taste like. Everyone says we take chicken, because you know, everything tastes like chicken. But I don’t think we do. I bet you would taste more like venison or buffalo.” I licked my lips hungrily. “It’s been a long time since I had buffalo.”
He stared at me in shock for a moment before leaning across the desk to take some of the folders back. “I’ll just handle these. If you would just sign those death certificates, I’ll be out of your hair.”
I opened the folder, quickly signing the certificates before holding the folder out to him. When he tried to take it, I kept a hold of it, refusing to let it go as he tugged on it. I met his eyes, giving him another sinister smile.
“Don’t bring me any more trivial shit, Ryan. And tread carefully. You are being watched, and you will never know who it is. Trust me on that. And if this behavior of yours continues with Alpha Sow Annaria, I will force you to submit, and I won’t be nice about it. Do you understand me?” I asked pleasantly as Angel let our aura out warningly.
“Y-yes, Beta Giselda,” he stammered.
“Good! Now, get the fuck out of my sight.”
I let the folder go and he stumbled backward, almost falling before spinning around to practically run out of the door. Milton chuckled from where he leaned against the doorframe with his arms crossed over his chest.
“I always love when you go all beta on an unsuspecting sleazebag, Zelda. It’s fucking hot!” He murmured as he sauntered across the office to peck my lips.
I leaned back in Logan’s chair, grinning up at him. “Are you about to head out?”
“Maybe, unless my big bad beta needs my services,” he flirted.
I glanced around before winking. “Oh, but we’re in Alpha Logan’s office,” I whispered.
He looked around before bending down to slide his arms under my legs and picking me up. “I am fairly sure that I don’t see or smell him.”
I giggled as he took me over to the door, pressing me against the wall there. He captured my lips in a passionate kiss that immediately sent ripples of pleasure through my body. He pushed my skirt up until it was bunched around my hips, leaving my pussy bare to him. He ran his fingers over my pussy lips, groaning when I was already wet for him. He eased a finger into me, using his thumb to rub my clit.
“Goddess, Giselda. You’re always so ready for me,” he moaned.
“Fuck me, Milton. Right here in my cousin’s office,” I ordered. “Don’t make me aura you!”
His eyes twinkled at me. “Go ahead and do it,” he challenged. “I’ve always wondered what it would feel like to be under command while I fucked you.”
I raised an eyebrow before slamming my aura into him. “Fuck me, Milton. Hard and fast.”
His hands went under my ass to lift me up so he could wiggle out of his pants. Once they were around his ankles, he thrust up while lowering me back down. I cried out as he instantly filled me, making intense waves of pleasure to course through me. He used his grip on my ass to make me ride him furiously while his thrusts turned crazier. His eyes bore into mine as he became breathless, but yet he still didn’t stop. When he started biting the exposed skin at my neck and shoulders, I bucked, moaning his name repeatedly. I screamed out as he pushed venom through my mark. My body almost convulsed around his cock, wringing moans from both of us as I orgasmed.
“Cum, Milton. Now! Right fucking now!”
He grunted as buried himself deep inside of me before spilling his seed into me. He nuzzled into my neck, licking and biting on my mark as his thrusts slowed down to a stop. He remained inside of me for a moment, which drove me even crazier as he throbbed inside of me. When he pulled back, I kissed him as he slipped out of me. I slowly lowered my legs back to the floor, smirking at him.
“What do you think?” I asked curiously.
“That was fucking hot. And I want to do it again. Tonight. After patrol. As soon as I get home. Because DAMN!” He praised me, making me wet all over again.
His eyes flashed at me as his nostrils flared. “Fuck, Zelda. I’m never going to leave if you keep smelling like that. You smell so good.”
I pecked his lips again before bending down to tug his pants back up. “Go on your patrol, Milton. I’ll be waiting for you when you get back. And when you do, we’ll do it again.”
He wrapped his hand around my throat to pull me back against his body, where he kissed me deeply. “I look forward to it. I love you, baby. If you need anything, link me and I will come right home.”
“I love you too, Milton. And I will. Be safe.” I hesitated before sighing. “Gerald’s been getting into the sleuth and I’m worried that he will try to hurt you.”
“He won’t, baby. He’s too afraid of losing you for good. If he did something to me, that would guarantee it. But, if you want me to shore up the wall, I can. Just tell me where he’s coming in and I promise to handle it.”
I shook my head. “No, let him. It’s safer with him closer until I figure this out. Logan and I will be discussing it as soon as he gets home.”
“Okay, my love.”
He pecked my lips again before walking out of the office. I shook my head, smiling. That man would do anything for me. He was a great beta boar and gamma. He was whipping our warriors into shape rapidly. And what was more important, he had earned their respect. The previous gamma had been the gamma for 27 years, and our warriors never respected him like they obviously respected Milton. When my link with Lionel opened up, I groaned.
‘Yes, Lionel?’
‘Gerald is here, Beta Giselda.’
‘What? He’s early,’ I snapped.
‘No, Beta Giselda. It’s 4 PM. He’s right on time. Just like always.’
‘Fine. I’ll be right there.’
I tugged my skirt down before jogging to the gate. Once I stopped a few feet from Gerald, I crossed my arms over my chest.
“Go away.”
He looked at me sadly as he stuck his hands in his pockets. “Just five minutes, Giselda. Five minutes of your time. Would that really hurt?”
I studied his face as the muscle in my jaw ticked. “If I give you five minutes, will you go away afterward and not come back?”
He remained quiet for a moment before nodding. “If that’s what you want.”
“It is. Now talk.”