It actually annoyed Knight that he hadn’t been able to stop thinking about Sue all day long. The accident hadn’t been his fault. It wasn’t that he felt guilty about it, exactly, but he still felt off for some reason.
Sue had been injured. Knight had smelt the blood, however minor, from her skinned knee. He hadn’t been around humans a great deal, but he knew they were more fragile than wolves.As the day wore on, he found himself wanting to check up on Sue more and more. It was really starting to bother him that some reckless, annoying human, who smelled incredible, was in his thoughts so much.By the time five o’clock came around, Knight had resigned himself to what he was about to do. It felt inevitable that his feet would take him to the bullpen.Some of the people in the office noticed him and instantly straightened up, trying to look like they were doing more work than they actually were. It was a common thing. Sue was at a desIt was so strange for Sue to see Knight West standing in a Howlers. Although it was well known that the West pack, and more specifically the West family, owned the chain of restaurants, Sue didn’t think they actually ate there. Knight seemed more like a guy who enjoyed a nicely pressed tablecloth and napkins that weren’t made from scratchy paper.The restaurant wasn’t particularly busy, but they stood by the podium anyway, waiting for someone to come and seat them. Sue didn’t really know what to make of it all. Knight West offering her a ride home was one thing, but to ask her out of the blue for dinner was something else entirely. She tried really hard not to read too much into it. They were either two people who suddenly realized they were in need of sustenance so they decided to eat together, on a strange date where at least one of them had no idea what was going on, or Knight wanted to get Sue alone somewhere so they could talk about the whole email
It’s a bad idea, Evan told himself as he parked his car outside of Sue’s apartment. It’s a monumentally stupid idea.There was obviously a mutual attraction between the two of them. Throughout dinner, the scent of Sue’s arousal had gotten stronger and stronger, resting in Knight’s nose and making him heady.“So, thanks for the ride,” Sue said, looking a little unsure, “and for dinner.”Knight didn’t respond to her in words. The good thing about dating a fellow wolf was the fact that they always knew when the other wanted them. If Sue could just smell Knight’s own desire then they could skip straight to the good part.When Sue made no move to exit the car, Knight rolled his eyes and grabbed the back of her head before pulling her in and taking her mouth in a searing kiss. Sue let out a surprised, muffled moan before she responded to the kiss. Sue’s hand gripped onto Knight’s tie, pulling on it a little as though t
He said it as though he had only just thought so, that it wasn’t until this very moment that he really saw Sue. Sue swallowed thickly and licked her lips. She didn’t know if she was allowed to ask questions. She didn’t know how this was supposed to work at all. She lay there patiently, waiting for Knight to do something.For Knight, the waiting seemed to be a part of it. He smiled down at Sue, the look of pride back in his eyes.“I’m going to make you feel like I’m the first person to ever touch your body,” Knight promised her. The thing was that Sue believed him. “Condom?”Sue swallowed and looked over to her nightstand. Knight reached over easily and opened the drawer, pulling out a box.She watched as Knight, scooted down his body. The werewolf’s hands ran down along Sue’s flanks, making her shudder. Sue’s breath hitched in anticipation, and then Knight gripped her thighs and pushed them back so that Sue's already wet hole was on full
Sue’s breath caught in her throat as she scrambled to follow Knight’s instructions. Her legs felt a little shaky and her arms had a slight burn in them, but she was able to support herself on her hands and knees.Knight stroked a large hand down over Sue’s back as he got behind her. “You have no idea how good you smell.”“Tell me,” Sue asked as she waited, desperate to feel Knight’s cock slide into her.“You smell like sex and a bakery,” Knight told her, chuckling to himself as he said it. “Even before this, when we first met, you smelled incredible. I wanted to launch myself across that room and mount you right there in front of everyone. Sink my teeth into your neck and pin you down.”Sue whimpered, letting him know how much she liked the idea of that. “Fuck. I thought you hated me, that I annoyed you by coming in late and then interrupting.”Knight leaned over her and placed a kiss between h
Knight couldn’t believe he had let this happen. Sue was passed out on the other side of the bed, curled inward around her pillow and snoring softly with her mouth slightly open. It was such a bad idea to sleep with an employee, no matter how cool that employee was about it. The room smelled strongly of Sue. Her scent had permeated the bed sheets and the pillow Knight’s head was currently resting on. There was also the smell of sex, of the two of them mingled, covering them both. It was too heady. Knight’s body felt heavy and warm. He didn’t want to get up and leave it, their comfortable little den, but he knew that eventually he would have to.He rolled onto his side to look at Sue’s sleeping form once more. He didn’t want to wake her, but he also didn’t want to be the dick who snuck out in the middle of the night after a one-night stand, either.“Sue,” he whispered, resting his hand on Sue’s shoulder.“Mmm, I need that bacon,” Sue murmured in her sleep, making Knight smile.“Damn i
Knight could smell his cousin Leslie the moment he stepped off the elevator. She was waiting for him in his office. He sighed to himself and discreetly sniffed himself. He had showered, but it had been a quick shower at Sue’s. He had left his underwear behind and was going commando in the suit and shirt he’d worn yesterday. He had hoped he could make it to his office unnoticed by her so that he could change his shirt and put a tie on at least, but no such luck. He just hoped that Leslie wouldn’t smell Sue on him. Knight really didn’t need to be teased mercilessly by his cousin today.“Good morning, Mr. West,” his assistant Polly greeted him as he went by.“Good morning.”“I’ve left your messages on your desk.”He nodded a thanks to her and kept walking. He braced himself and entered his office. Leslie was sitting in his chair, swiveling around slowly while she looked at something on her phone.“Well, hello there, you whore,” was how she greeted him.Knight sighed and put his briefca
To: andrew.s@fangandclaw.comFrom: west.k@fangandclaw.comSubject: You current assignment. There are some things I would like to discuss with you about your article on the werewolf hotels. Please stop by my office when you have a minute. Knight WestEditor-in-Chief, Fang and Claw Magazine. Sue read over the email several times, her heart firmly lodged in her throat. Her first thought was that it was so professional and impersonal, like what had happened between them had meant nothing, which it very well could have to Knight. Then she remembered the email she had sent Sarah and the shit storm that had followed.He could just be acting super professional so as not to draw the wrath of HR Lady, Sue thought. No one wants another seminar.Steeling herself, Sue got up from his desk and walked over to the elevator. Maybe Knight really did just want to talk about the article. She hadn’t been there very long
Knight wasn’t typically a homebody. He owned a spacious apartment in the city not far from work, but he rarely used it for anything other than sleeping. His cleaning lady, who he had yet to actually run into, had the easiest job ever. Still, he found himself feeling apprehensive as he put his bag of groceries down on the counter and started preparing dinner.He had grown up in the kitchen alongside his grandma, soaking up all of her culinary knowledge. He didn’t often make the effort to cook, but when he did, he went all out.He bought some fresh pasta sheets from the supermarket, not having the time or energy to make that himself, though he would never tell his grandma.With some calming classical music playing softly in the background, he painstakingly crushed and sautéed garlic bulbs with some finely chopped onions and added ground beef and a thick tomato-and-basil sauce. By the time his doorbell rang, the filling for the ravioli was