Chapter 269
Roy’s POV
I leaned back in the plush leather chair, watching Mira.
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What she didn’t know was that every corner of this room was under surveillance, and the tiny device nestled against my collar was transmitting every word
back to Brad and Lester.
“This wine is exceptional,” Mira said, swirling the deep red liquid in her glass. She was sitting across from me on the cream-colored sofa, her legs curled beneath her in a pose that was meant to look casual but drew attention to her figure.
“Only the finest for you,” I replied with a smile.
Mira raised her glass toward me in a mock toast, but as she did, her hand seemed to trembler slightly. The wine sloshed over the rim, splashing across the front of her silk dress in a dramatic crimson stain.
‘Oh no!” she gasped, jumping to her feet with what appeared to be genuine distress.
Mira was many things, but clumsy wasn’t one of them.
“I need to get to the bathroom,” she said, her voice tight with apparent panic. “Maybe I can get this out before it sets.
“Don’t worry about it,” I said, standing up with lazy grace. My instincts were telling me to play along, to see exactly where this little charade was leading. “There should be robes available. That dress looks like the wine won’t come out easily – we should probably send it for professional cleaning.”
“Do you really think so?” she asked, her voice small and vulnerable. She bit her lower lip in a gesture that was meant to look hesitant. “I mean, if you re sure
it’s not too much trouble…”
“Not at all,” I assured her, already moving toward the closet. “There are definitely robes here.”
Mira nodded, clutching the stained fabric of her dress. “Thank you, Roy.”
As she disappeared into the bathroom, I settled back onto the sofa, my enhanced hearing picking up the sound of running water from behind the closed
door.
When the bathroom door finally opened, I had to give Mira credit – she certainly knew how to make an entrance.
She emerged with nothing but a white hotel towel wrapped around her body, the erry cloth barely covering her breasts and pussy. Water droplets clung to
her skin.
She paused in the doorway, as if suddenly aware of how little she was wearing.
I’m sorry,” she said, her voice breathy and embarrassed. “The robe was… it didntit properly. This was all I could find.
I remained seated.
“That’s quite alright,” I said. “You look… stunning.”
Mira’s breath caught slightly, and she took a tentative step into the room. The movement caused the towel to shift dangerously, threatening to slip entirely.
‘You’re too kind, she whispered, moving closer with each word. “I feel so sorry.”
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‘Don’t be,’ I said, closing the distance between us with deliberate steps. “These ngs happen.”
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When I was close enough to feel the heat radiating from her skin, I reached out d pulled her against me. She melted into my embrace with practiced ease, her body molding itself to mine as if we were longtime lovers.
I leaned down, inhaling near her ear where the scent of expensive perfume clung to her damp skin.
“You smell nice,” I murmured.
Mira went limp in my arms, her head falling back to expose the graceful line of her throat. When she looked up at me, her eyes were dark with desire.
“Do you really think so?” she breathed.
“I like it very much,” I assured her.
Emboldened by my response, Mira reached up with trembling fingers to the buttons of my shirt. Her touch was light, almost reverent, as she began to work
them loose one by one.
“Roy,” she whispered, her voice thick with supposed desire. “I’ve been thinking about this all evening.”
I let her continue her work, my hands settling on her waist as she revealed more of my chest.
My wolf senses were picking up subtleties that the rapid flutter of her pulse that spoke more of anxiety than arousal.
Mira was nervous. More than nervous she was afraid.
–
“Are you alright?” I asked, my voice gentle but probing.
“Perfect, she said quickly, too quickly. “I’m perfect.”
That’s when I made my decision. In one smooth motion, I swept her into my arms carrying her toward the bed. Mira gasped, clinging to my shoulders as I set her down gently on the plush comforter.
“Wait here,” I said, my voice low and commanding. “I’ll be right back.”
I moved toward the bathroom as if heading to freshen up, but instead, I quickly sabled the cameras one by one. Then I reached up to my collar and
switched off the microphone Brad had given me.
Whatever was about to happen, whatever Mira was really after, I had the feelingrad and Lester didn’t need to witness it directly.
I returned from the bathroom. Mira lay on the bed, the towel loosened just enough to tease the swell of her full tits.
I stripped off my shirt, letting it fall, then kicked off my shoes and pants in quick My cock was already hard, thickening at the sight of her-those long legs parted slightly, the towel riding up to hint at the shadowed cleft of her cunt.
‘You want this, don’t you?’ I growled low, climbing onto the bed, my body caging hers.
She nodded fast, her breath hitching. “Yes, Roy… God, yes. But her pulse thrumed like a trapped bird under my thumb as I traced her collarbone, dipping down to yank the towel free.
I didn’t wait. Leaning in, I captured one nipple between my teeth, biting just har enough to make her arch and whimper, my hand sliding between her thighs to rub her clit in rough circles.
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She bucked against my palm, her cunt clenching around my probing fingers as hoved two inside, feeling her walls flutter.
As I explored deeper, something struck me: her lower body felt… off, not quite mal. I couldn’t pinpoint it.
‘Roy… please,’ she moaned, her voice cracking as she reached for my cock, wrapping her small hand around the thick shaft.
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It throbbed in her grip, veins pulsing as she stroked me, thumb smearing the bea of pre-cum over the swollen head. I groaned, thrusting into her fist, the friction sending sparks up my spine. “Suck it,” I commanded, shifting up to straddle her chest, my balls heavy against her tits.
Mira obeyed, her lips parting to take me in-wet, warm mouth sliding down my length, tongue swirling sloppy around the ridge.
She gagged when I hit the back of her throat, tears pricking her eyes, but she holowed her cheeks and bobbed, slurping obscenely, spit trailing down her chin to drip onto her heaving breasts.
“That’s it, choke on my cock, you little slut, I rasped, fisting her hair to fuck her ace harder, the wet gluck-gluck sounds filling the room like filthy music.
I pulled out with a pop, strings of saliva connecting us, and flipped her onto her stomach in one fluid motion. “On your knees,” I snarled, yanking her hips
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