company.”
I risked my life for my mate . Adar nudged Jeanine’s arm with his head.
“Jeanine.” Royce looked down at Adar’s female. “We’re hiring a temp to cover reception. Take some time off and care for your cat.”
“I won’t be coming back to Leone Media.” Jeanine stroked Adar, and he purred, her touch divine. “Adar asked me to work for him.” She rubbed her fingers, and her scent, into his fur, and he flicked his tail against the floor. “Inside the office, as his assistant.”
“That’s a good position… for both of you.” Royce chuckled. “There will be no more ornery leopards in my lobby. Concentrate on healing, Adar.”
I’d rather concentrate on my female . Adar licked his blood off Jeanine’s fingers.
Chapter Four
Jeanine strode into Adar’s office, the Tiger Tech file folder in her hands. “We have five minutes before your next meeting.” She stopped, his black leather chair empty, his mahogany desk clear.
The door swung closed behind her. “Then we have no time to waste.” Adar turned the lock with a decisive click, his eyes gleaming. “Bend over and place your hands on the desk, kitten.”
A tremor ran through her, and her nipples tightened, the taut peaks straining against the soft silk of her blouse. Jeanine set the file folder carefully on the desk and complied with her boss’s orders, laying her cheek on the cool wooden surface, her ass sticking in the air, her body exposed, open to him.
He stalked behind her, his shoes silent on the carpet, and he ran his hands up her thighs, raising the hem of her skirt. Cool air wafted against her ass, panties deemed unnecessary in the office.
“Wider.” Adar kicked her feet apart, widening her stance, his dominance exciting her. She was in his territory now, at his mercy, and her leopard mate had no mercy, the big cat known for his ruthlessness.
“Beautiful,” he purred. Jeanine quivered as he stroked his rough index finger along her folds. “You’re dripping for me, mate.” Adar caressed her, drawing more moisture from her primed body. His cologne filled her nostrils and his body heat warmed her, her senses under his seductive siege. “If we had ten minutes, I’d suck you dry.”
“We don’t have ten minutes.” Jeanine sighed, undulating on the desk, as her boss played with her pussy. His fingers danced over her clit and circled her entrance, teasing her, tormenting her. It was his right. Between nine and five, he owned her body. He owned her.
And she loved him for it. Adar pushed his finger inside her, skimmed along her inner walls, and she panted, struggling to contain her arousal, aware that her new coworkers sat directly outside their CEO’s office.
He pumped her hard twice and added a finger, stretching her open. She clenched and unclenched around his fingers, issuing a silent challenge she knew Adar couldn’t resist.
“Naughty kitten.” He extracted his fingers with a juicy pop. “Look at me.” She glanced over her shoulders. “If we had five more minutes, I’d do this to your pussy.” Adar slowly licked his glistening fingers clean. Spots shimmered across his tanned cheeks, his animal prowling close to the surface.
“We don’t have five more minutes.” She wiggled, impatient for his cock. “You said this meeting was important.” And he wants me to attend . A warmth spread across Jeanine’s chest, a sense of belonging she only felt with him. I love him . “We shouldn’t be late.”
“Yes, we shouldn’t be late.” Adar scowled. He unzipped, and his black dress pants fell around his scarred knees, his hard cock springing loose, as wild as the male it belonged to. She sucked in her breath, stiffening her body, as he prodded at her entrance.
He curled his fingers around her hips and pushed deep inside her. She closed her eyes, savoring the slide of his broad cockhead in her tight pussy, the delicious fullness, the slight pinch of pulled skin.
“Gods,” Jeanine moaned, unable to