***Elik's POV***

With contracts, comes responsibility. Fortunately, I have a great team behind me to help me navigate the woes of extra work. Unfortunately, the government has asked us to include one of their own staff on a particular project.

Today, Jamison Richt, is being introduced as our newest team member. Temporarily.

The door to our conference room opens. In walks a massive statue of a man.

"Jamison Richt. You can call me Jamie." The buff worker introduces himself.

"Elik Exavier." I shake the man's hand firmly.

"This is my team." I begin, introducing Broady, Chance and Zaya.

We go over the current project. We discuss budgets, potential profits and potential expenses. The morning goes by quickly. Every detail of the project is raked thru. We dismiss for lunch.

"Elik, would you like to join me for lunch?" Jamison requests.

"I'm meeting my boyfriend. You are welcomed to join us." I politely invite him.

Jamison rides with me and we head to The Palm. As we pull in the parking lot, I spot Dek's black 370z. Dek steps out looking completely fuckable. His hair is wind blown and tossled. His lips look kissably pink. His smile is downright blinding. My face breaks into a huge cocky grin.

That man is mine!

I hear a whistle beside me and my head snaps to the right. Jamie is absolutely eye fucking my man. I growl lowly.

Dek struts up to me and latches onto my lips aggressively. He moans as his tongue swipes into and around the inside of my mouth. I hesitantly close off our exchange and pull Dek into my side.

"Dek, this our new coworker, Jamie." I reluctantly introduce the two.

Dek smiles kindly and shakes Jamie's hand. I feel like Jamie holds on a few seconds longer than necessary. My eyes don't miss the way his thumb caresses Dek's.

I abruptly pull Dek towards the entry to the restaurant. We get seated and I order a bottle of wine. We spend the next two hours eating, getting to know one another and going over future business endeavors.

This Jamie cat spends most of lunch capitalizing on Dek's attention. My naive boyfriend converses freely. Details of our life together spill from his mouth and I rethink my naive mental comment.

Dek holds my hand and leans into my shoulder. PDA is a huge turn on for me. Dek has no qualm with showing affection in private or in public. I kiss his temple and pick up my wine glass. I slowly sip from my glass while watching Jamie carefully .

I don't like him.

As we leave The Palm, Jamie matches us stride for stride. He walks to Dek's right while I hold Dek on his left. When we reach my Porsche I unlock the vehicle and leave Jamie to get in.

I walk Dek to his car and kiss him goodbye.

"Elik, babe? Are you okay?" Dek asks.

"Yeah. I just don't love that guy." I shift my eyes to the side.

"He seems nice." Dek laughs.

"Mmhmmm." I groan.

"Baby. I belong to you. That isn't changing. Ever!" Dek promises.

"Okay." I whine. I drop my head on to his shoulder and he runs his hands thru my hair.

"Come home to me. I will make you feel better." Dek whispers. I can hear his smile.

"It's a date." I agree as I shake my head.

Dek pulls my face towards his. The kiss is deep and greedy. My tongue over powers his and I possess his mouth. I explore every surface I can. Dek's lip ring presses against my lips and it's like a strong aphrodisiac that shoots electricity straight to my dick. I moan at the taste of his flesh.

Dek pulls away and swats my ass. I take the cue and peck his lips a few times before we whisper I love you and part. I awkwardly hurry to my car, silently willing my boner to bow down.

I slip inside my vehicle and am met with a deep chuckle.

"What?" I ask out of annoyance.

"Nothing." Jamie throws his head back in laughter.

"Spit it out." I growl. I drive towards my office.

"It's cute how possessive you are." Jamie admits.

"He's mine." I shrug matter of fact like.

We drive in silence. When I pull into the parking lot, I hop out and slam my door. I might have stomped to my office and slammed that door too. I definitely threw my stapler at the wall.

If that son of a bitch thinks he has a claim, he is sorely mistaken.

I huff out the rest of the day. The few interactions I have with Jamie are stiff at best.

By five o'clock, I bolt out the door and rush home. My mood lifts considerably when Dek meets me at my car door in the garage.

"Rough day?" Dek asks. His arms wrap around my torso. He buries his head in my neck. We walk towards the door with him going backwards. My hands don't allow him to leave. I press him into me by the small of his back. I pepper his neck with kisses all the way to the kitchen.

"What's this about?" Dek smirks at me while I throw my keys on the counter.

I ignore his question and instead claim his lips. He eagerly threads his fingers into my hair and we make out until our lips are swollen and bruised.

I growl frustratingly when he pulls away.

"Stop doing that." I whine.

"What am I doing?" Dek laughs.

"Don't pull away." I whimper.

"What or who has you so worked up baby?" Dek giggles.

This bitch.

"Jamie wants you." I admit.

"Want in one hand, shit in the other." Dek shrugs.

He steps away and opens a beer. He hands it to me and kisses my lips.

"I like when you piss on your territory." Dek winks.

I chug my beer before setting it down on the counter. Dek raises an eyebrow, a challenge.

I stalk towards him and he backs away. His hands are up in surrender. When I get close, he bolts out the French door and runs to the beach. His clothes are deposited on the sand in a trail leading to my semi clothed boyfriend. His skin glistens in the evening sun and my mouth waters. His torso is exposed, his top half bare and only his jeans are on. His Calvin Klein's peak out from his waistband.

So fuckable.

I spend a good thirty minutes chasing my teasing love up and down the sand. We laugh and taunt each other. Finally, Dek stops running and I barrel into him with my left shoulder. I lift him up and throw him over my shoulder. Spinning him around, I dare him to pull that shit again. Playfully.

When I'm dizzy, I let Dek down. He slides down my body. His naked chest glides across my bare one. My hands tangle in his hair and he wraps his arms around my waist. We devour each other's breath. His nose is slotted with my own, soft lips clasped together and tongues battling for dominance. My eyes flutter from the assault.

This man.

Oxygen becomes crucial and we slowly untangle our faces. I rest my forehead against his.

I whisper "I love you so much."

"As I love you." Dek promises. His fingers gently play with the tresses on my head.

The strings on my heart tighten around my baby's fingers, all ten of them. He had me at hi. He is literally my sun. He is everything that ever existed. I'm so enraptured by his being.

We pull away and I wrap my arm around his waist. My fingers grip his hip bone and he lays his head on my shoulder. We collect are clothing from the beach and walk back to the house. We are greeted by our little family.

"You two are so stinking cute." Cherry beams.

I kiss Dek's temple.

"What did you think of Jamie?" Broady chuckles. Dek groans.

"Let's leave him at the office. I'm not a fan." I grimace.

"He's hot." Broady jokes.

"Shut up." Chance slams his hand into Broady's stomach.

The whole night goes on with snickering over my jealousy. It's irritation, disgust and hatred. I'm not jealous.

If Jamie wants Dek, he would need to kill me.

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I wake up from a restless night of sleep. Dek and I get showered. Well first we get dirty, then we get clean.

He heads to class with the promise of meeting me at work for lunch. I groan, as I drive to the office.

When I walk thru the door I am immediately faced with Jamie. I try to be professional and smile a greeting. That goes to shit when the fucker smirks at me.

I slam my office door and plop down in my executive chair. I tap noisily against my keyboard, trying to distract myself from angry thoughts. Every minute that man is in my office feels an inch closer to a jail sentence.

Murder is illegal Elik.

Assault and battery is still illegal.

Slashing tires: illegal.

Needless to say, work was not going well. I grab my coffee and head to the conference room to head my meeting. I close the door and announce the agenda, avoiding the shit eating grin of my nemesis.

"Mr. Exavier?" Jamison raises his pen half way in the air.

Pinching the bridge of my nose, I breathe out and raise my eyebrows in question.

"Is Dek joining us for lunch?" Jamison smiles.

"Dek is joining me for lunch." I clarify.

"Too insecure to hang out with us?" Jamison waves his pen around the room.

Do I really need these contracts?

I'm seriously reconsidering.

"Jamison. Do you have anything valuable to add to our meeting?" I ask thru gritted teeth.

"I can add eight inches to a meeting." Jamison chuckles.

Broady clears his throat and Chance grabs the loop on the back of my slacks as I start towards the cocky bastard.

"No one cares how big your dildo is." Chance laughs.

"I'm all man." Jamison cackles.

My patience is wearing incredibly thin at this point. My foot taps against the floor. Chance stands up and pushes me gently into a chair. He stands behind me with his hands resting on my shoulders.

I look at my watch and notice it is lunch time.

I start to pause our meeting when Dek walks in and sits in my lap. He wraps his arms around my neck and smiles. His gorgeous pearly white teeth showing brightly.

I drop my head to his chest and groan.

"Good afternoon Deklyn." Jamison sings.

Dek looks over and waves passively. I grab his hand and intertwine our fingers. I kiss the tips of his fingers.

"PDA in the office is unprofessional." Jamison winks at me.

My grip on Dek's hand tightens.

"Cut it out Jamie." Zaya warns.

"No, he is right." Dek speaks as he kisses my cheek. I tap Dek's thigh and he stands up. He pulls me from my seat.

"I will just blow you in the car." Dek throws a smirk at Jamie over his shoulder.

Broady and Chance high five me as I walk out of the office with Dek following. Our hand is still linked.

I pull Dek into my office and he quietly closes the door. He spins around and crooks his finger at me, then points to his feet. He beckons me forward. I slowly comply. My irritation with a certain piece of shit is clearly evident.

"Elik Samuel Exavier. Stop this right now. Let him try. It's fruitless. Unless he is sporting nine inches, tan skin, stunning brown eyes and an ass that I am already burying myself in; he is shit out of luck." Dek kisses my lips.

"I'm not insecure." I bark. "He just pisses me off. You. Are. MINE!"

"Yes I am. Now, save that aggression for after lunch. Then, bend me over this desk and pound nine inches of the cock that belongs to me inside me. Claim me. Brand yourself on my insides." Dek demands.

Mother fuck. My dick answers the call like it was a summons from the President. Hard as chromium. It presses against the zipper of my pants.

"Now." Dek snapps his fingers, sucks my lips into his mouth and punishes me with a brutal kiss. My whole body gets the message.

Dek pulls me away, my tent noticeable. We walk towards the exit sign sporting matching bulges.

Lunch is uncomfortable. My mind is switching between thoughts of another wolf trying to breach my territory and the hot ass that needs a dirty reminder of who it belongs to.

The whole car ride back to the office, Dek keeps one hand on the steering and the other teasing my leaking member. He fucking edges me.

Once my office door opens, I push Dek inside and slam the door loudly, without locking it.