**brief sexual content**

"Are you sure you are going to be happy driving?"

Asra turned to me with a grimace, pausing from placing the gauze in the backpack. We were doing final preparations before we left to go find my sister. I had been sitting on the bed, but I quickly became distracted by the way he moved. It drew me to him more so than normal, my body yearning for his touch. It had only been a couple of days since we last had sex in his office and yet I wanted him more already.

"And why do we even need bandages, anyway?" I cocked my head.

I was agitated. It was nearing nine o'clock at night and we were in for a long drive to Evermore to get my sister. Evermore lay within Alpha Black's territory, but on the border of Asra's.

Tired Ailia was a grumpy, very agitated, Ailia. I had been up most of last night worrying about tonight, and it was coming back to bite me in the ass.

Asra sighed, zipping the bag shut. "You are human. She is human. If someone is hurt what is going to stop the blood?"

I shrugged. "Fair point."

Chuckling, he threw the bag over one shoulder and walked his way toward me. I shifted on my feet, trying to ignore how hot he looked. What was even happening to me? He was just walking. In a tight t-shirt... With his arm curled as he held the bag on his shoulder... I...

"Something the matter, Tulip?" He whispered as he stopped before me.

I let out a shaky exhale when his spare hand grabbed me by the waist and pulled me close. His head dipped, falling into the curve of my neck as he scented me. He was doing it more often than normal lately, and other than right now, I was finding it annoying.

I shuddered when he kissed my skin, his mouth hot and soft. "I'm good."

"Smells that way." He smirked, dropping the bag. "I can take care of it, you know."

I gulped, my body burning as he stared at me through hooded eyes. "Right now? We have to go in...."

"Ten minutes." He nodded. "Plenty of time."

"It is?"

Asra grabbed my chin, capturing my mouth with his own. He was rough, his hands grabbing and pulling me close to him until he pressed me into the wall. His fingers pried my jaw apart as his tongue delved inside, battling for a taste. His hip pinned me, his hand clutching my jaw as the other snaked down my trousers to play with me. I gasped, my body melting to his control as a finger slipped inside and his thumb pressed into my clit. His mouth moved, sucking and kissing along my jaw and mark, as my body burned from his touch.

He drove me to my first orgasm fairly quickly, my body shaking by the time he was done. It dumbfounded me for a moment, unable to understand how I came undone so easily. Was he a master of desire? Did he have some kind of spell over me?

I was about to question him, but before I could even mutter a word, he forced me to face the wall. My chest bumped into the cool paint as his hand snaked down the curve of my back.

"You ready, baby?" He murmured in my ear.

"Yes." I breathed, turning to look at him.

His growl was soft as his hands slipped into my trousers and pulled them down. Fingers traced the outline of my panties, brushing me along the wetness that had collected along my core. He slipped a finger beneath the material, pulling it to the side. Cool air hit me and I shuddered as the thickness of his tip pressed into my lips.

"It's going to be hard and fast, okay?" He wondered, and I nodded. "You tell me if it is too much and when to stop."

"Okay." I agreed, and he sank into me in one fluid motion.

I moaned, my head falling back as he filled me. His hands grabbed my hips, pulling me to him as he hissed. He was slow, stretching my walls until I relaxed fully into his grasp. Asra's hands were gentle as he sank in deep, fingers curling into the soft flesh of my hips and waist.

Already adjusted and waiting for him to pick up the pace, I grunted and arched my hips further into him. He cursed at the new angle, smacking my ass lightly. I squeaked slightly, trying to glimpse him from behind my hair as he worked himself into me.

The pace changed dramatically. From sweet and slow, Asra turned into a beast. His hips smacked into my ass with such a force that it forced my chest and face into the wall. My fingers curled, nails chipping the paintwork as he fucked me. His thrusts were deep, fast, and all the good things I needed. My body burned with desire, pooling at my core and coating his length and my thighs.

I never knew sex could be so good. I had missed out on so much pleasure.

I moaned, panting heavily into the wall as his cock jack-hammered into me. I felt him take a step back, pulling my hips with him until it curved my body more. Pushing myself onto my tip-toes, I took him deeper, begging him for a release that I so desperately wanted.

"You want to cum, baby?"

"Yes, please, Asra, please."

"Tell me then." He cursed, smacking my ass.

I gasped, squeezing him tightly at the sharp feeling. "Please, I need to cum, please... Fuck me, Asra, please!"

I was a begging, hot, needy mess. A mere slave to the pleasure, I couldn't help but mould to his movement. His hand grabbed my hair, pulling my head back and to the side. I could barely see him, but I could see the bulging of his arms as he massaged my ass and pulled my hair. I whimpered, squeezing him with every thrust that sends me further into the brick.

Arching my back, I felt the climax build. I was panting, my knees shaking at the exertion. Asra noticed, forcing me up by the hair until I was on flat feet and further into the wall. He grabbed my ass, bending his knees and spreading me as he continued to pump into me.

"Asra I..." I whined.

"Yes, baby, cum for me. Cum on my cock."

My head fell back with exasperation, my body coming undone. I convulsed as my gut tightened, pulling him in tightly and not letting him go until his hips stuttered with his own climax. He pulled out all too soon, spilling most of himself all over my ass and back. I moaned as the warmth coated me, dripping down my ass and into my panties. Asra moaned softly, his grip flexing on my ass as he finished. He rubbed his tip along my mound, sinking himself in for a moment of warmth. I shuddered, squirming as he filled me again, only to whine in complaint when he pulled out.

A light smack to my left ass cheek had me jerk and Asra stepped back to pull up his clothes. My knees buckled as I attempted to stand, muscles weak and shaking from the exertion. Asra chuckled, helping to steady me. I clutched his biceps, trying to gauge my bearings.

"Stay right there," Asra demanded, giving me a harsh glare.

I grimaced, crossing my arms as he disappeared into his bathroom.

Was I just supposed to stand here, covered in his ejaculation?

I had my answer within seconds when Asra came to me with a damp towel. He had me bend over the desk as he wiped me clean, taking extra care of the swollen flesh of my mound. Once clean and dry, he pulled up my pants with a sharp smack of elastic and spun me around.

My mouth opened to complain about being man-handled, but he grabbed my cheeks and smashed my lips together. I glared at him as a wide, satisfied grin erupted on his face. I felt my shoulders sag with defeat. He was just so pretty.

"Were you just about to complain, Tulip?" He wondered, releasing me.

"I was merely going to say I can do it myself. I have hands." I crossed my arms, squaring up to him.

He chuckled, kissing my nose. "Adorable."

"Adorable?" I scoffed.

"Yes, you are adorable." He nodded, moving to grab the backpack again.

"How am I adorable when I am loathing you so much?" I huffed.

"Loathe is a strong word." Asra rolled his eyes. "Considering I just bent you in half until your knees shook."

My cheeks erupted in flames, and I could not hold his teasing grin. I could still feel his touch, his large hand and equally large member, like he burned them into my skin. I shifted my weight, eager to change the subject.

"Is it time to go?" I wondered.

Asra's soft chuckle had my heart fluttering, but he nodded. "I received a message saying they are ready."

"Good, let's go."

Moving away from his desk, I was first to reach the door. Prying the weight of it open, it didn't surprise me that Asra was quick to take it from me. I glanced up at him from below my lashes, taking in the expanse of his forearm as it flexed with the weight of the door.

"Why is this door so damn heavy, anyway?"

"It is sound, scent and fire resistant. It needs to be heavy."

Walking down the hallway, I cast a glance to make sure he was following me. Of course, he was a mere inch behind me and one wrong step would mean he would step on the heel of my shoe.

"What if I wanted to do some... luna stuff in there? I can barely pull it open to get out." I rose a brow.

His expression was tender as he took my hand in his own. "Luna stuff?"

I scoffed, shoving him with my elbow. "Not the point of my message."

He chuckled. "You can get in fine."

"What if I want to get out?"

"I will be there to help you."

"If you are not?" I probed as we descended the house in the elevator.

"I will be." He shrugged.

"What if there is a fire and you are in a meeting elsewhere? I cannot pull that door easy, so I will perish."

Asra's gaze hardened, and he pulled me close with a growl. "I will see what I can do to make it easier to open."

I laughed, wrapping my arm around his waist. "That sounds wonderful."

He growled playfully, about to tickle me when someone else interrupted.

"Alpha, Luna, glad you could finally join us."

I bit down on my lip as we turned to face Rio. He stood on the porch, his arms behind his back as he looked at us expectantly. He was looking for an answer, and by the flare of his nostrils, I knew he already had it. Rio was just playing with us.

I was learning these wolf quirks rather quickly.

"We are here in plenty of time." Asra stated.

"Yeah, five minutes late." Caleb interjected, poking his head around one pillar.

"Are the cars ready?" Asra asked, ignoring them.

"Have been for five minutes." Rio mused.

Asra shot him a glare, pulling me out of the house. "Look after the pack. No parties."

Rio rolled his eyes. "When have I ever gone against your orders?"

Asra was silent as he observed his beta. "I will see you at sunrise."

"Yes, Alpha. Drive safe."

I wondered if Rio ever disobeyed and had a party? Why else would Asra say that?

Rio cast me a brief smile before disappearing back into the house. Asra exhaled loudly before tugging me toward the first car. It was sleek, black and huge, and I swallowed nervously as he held the front door open for me. The wheels came up to my hips!

"You want me in the front?" I squeaked.

"Yes."

"The front?"

"Yes?"

"Where I can see everything from ten feet in the air?"

"Yes."

"But... it's all glass."

"Just get in the car, Tulip."

"What if we crash?"

"We won't."

"What if something flies through the windshield and kills me?"

"Nothing will."

"What if the car flips and all the glass slices my face open?"

He growled, agitated. "I will throw you from the damn car myself, Tulip. If anything happens, I will react a lot faster than you and you will be fine."

"So... something could happen?"

His head fell back with exasperation and I had a hard time keeping my expression neutral.

"Nothing will happen to you, or the vehicle." He snapped, reaching to grab me by the arm.

He pulled me into the vehicle and slammed the door shut. I couldn't help but let out a small laugh as I watched him through the tint. His head fell backward, eyes fluttering shut as he groaned with annoyance. Asra walked to the back of the car, exchanged a few words and glares when Caleb appeared to tease him, before rounding the car to the driver's side.

Caleb was still chuckling in the rear view by the time Asra got into the driver's seat. Everett and a male I had seen by Asra's office got into the front of their own vehicle before Caleb climbed into the back. I couldn't remember his name... Fuck, what was his name?

I turned to Asra, expectantly. Pressing his foot to the pedals and pushing a single button in the centre of the car, the tank roared to life. I swallowed as the display lit up, eyeing the flat screen that showed the radio.

What if he became distracted by the touch screen and we crashed?

"Tulip," Asra stated, and my mouth snapped shut. "It will be okay, I promise."

I swallowed the nervous lump in my throat, nodding once. He reached over me, his hand sliding over my stomach as he kissed my cheek. I couldn't help but smile at the tender touch, my eyes falling closed at the butterflies. He pulled away with a sharp clicking sound and I looked down in surprise to find he had buckled me in and locked the doors.

"No escape now." He chuckled.

I glared at him as he released the brakes, and the car lurched to life. He was going to get me killed; I swear it. If not by car crash, by emotional damage or by heart attack.

I was not looking forward to this car ride in the slightest, my fingers turning white from how hard I gripped the leather. But then, I realised, he was stuck with me for that long too, so I may as well get some bonus points whilst I was here.