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"Take a deep breath." Angelica whispered, gripping the porcelain countertop. She was in the restroom, feeling her heart racing one hundred miles per minute, knocking and pounding against her chest, but she didn't really know why she was so nervous. It was just a job interview.

Glancing into the mirror, Angelica could see her bright eyes that resembled perfectly round amethyst jewels, a vibrant purple, and she began fixing her hair, brushing her paws through the silky, jet black strands. Her hair was long, reaching just below her shoulders, and it was easily fixed. Next, she checked her fur. She began smoothing the fur on her sharply pointed ears, watching as they twitched. She was a white, anubian jackal who had grown up in Egypt as a child, but now, she was a young and twenty in the states, trying to get a job as a secretary from the Grant Corporation.

Smoothing out her clothes, Angelica quickly adjusted the golden bracelets that wrapped and curled around her wrists as well as the golden band that encircled her fluffy tail. It was a part of her heritage to wear the golden bands, and they gave her comfort, reminding her of home. As she looked back into the bathroom mirror that spanned the entire length of the wall, she smiled at herself. She could see herself clearly, and she knew she was beautiful.

"Let's go get it!" She said happily, picking up her small, black purse from the countertop before walking through the bathroom door, listening to her heels click confidently across the onyx tiles.

The Grant Corporation was one of the biggest businesses in New York. From what Angelica had been told, the company bought out smaller businesses and establishments that were going out of business, kept them running, and made an enormous profit. Oddly enough, the owner of the corporation chose to remain, for the most part, anonymous. Every magazine that had ever tried to interview the owner had never been allowed to take a picture, and as a result, they often used a picture of the seventy story office building instead.

Walking through the building, Angelica couldn't help but notice how elegant everything appeared. The main entrance was completely glass, letting the workers and visitors see outside to the busy, buzzing street that constantly hummed like a bee's nest. Apart from the glass windows, the lobby's size also made it feel large and open to the world. The ceiling of the main lobby must have been at least a hundred feet high, giving Angelica a slight sense of dizziness as she gazed upwards to spot the wide, crystal chandelier hung in the center, illuminating the entire lobby with a flood of light.

As Angelica approached the main desk, she could see a petite raccoon placed directly behind the center of a narrow, mahogany desk. She had her head down, scribbling on a notepad with almost illegible handwriting, and as Angelica softly tapped on the desk, the raccoon's head shot up, frightened at the sudden sound. The woman seemed very skittish, and Angelica gave an apologetic smile.

Fixing her glasses, the receptionist hesitantly smiled back at Angelica.

"May I help you?" She asked with a hint of spite, trying to compose herself.

"I'm here for a second interview for the secretary job." She replied, smiling back with the same grace and confidence as she had approached with.

"Ah, yes. Get into the elevator and go all the way up to the sixty-ninth floor. There will be a desk right as you exit the elevator. That's where you need to go."

"Thank you." Angelica answered, walking past the front desk to the main elevators.

As the doors opened, Angelica gasped. Even the elevators were beautifully decorated. The entire elevator was paneled with golden plates. She could see herself in every one, and as she looked at the floor, she saw the bottom of the elevator was covered with crimson tile. She quickly pressed the button on the elevator wall and felt the elevator lurk into motion, lifting her to the top of the building.

Once the doors finally opened, Angelica wandered out, seeing the desk that the raccoon had spoken of. However, there was no one there, and as the jackal approached the desk, she looked around from side to side. She could hear chatter coming from a nearby office, and as she was about to call for someone, a male stepped from the office, snickering as he saw Angelica.

"Oh my. How did you get up here?" He asked, holding his paws up next to his chest and glancing from Angelica's feet to her hair. It was a once over. "Are you here for the secretary position?" He asked again.

"Yes, I was told to come to this floor." She said softly, and the male nodded.

The male was a lightly built feline. He had muscle, but Angelica could see that it wasn't very much. He was sleeker in his figure, more feminine, and his fur was a light shade of orange, reminding Angelica of the orange sherbet ice-cream that she loved in the summertime.

"Right. Well, we've been reviewing your resume. You seem perfect for the job. I just never expected you would look so..." The male paused, putting his thumb and index finger under his chin and cocking his hip to the right, thinking of the proper word. "We never thought you'd look so innocent. Actually, I'm not sure innocent is the word, maybe clueless. You seem sweet, but I warn you. Mr. Grant is very demanding. You either learn what he wants or you're out."

"I can handle it." Angelica replied with confidence, trying not to growl. She didn't like how the male was speaking to her. He didn't even know her.

"I bet you can. I only say that because the last girl couldn't keep up. She had to quit, because she was becoming too stressed. That, and she decided to get pregnant. Something gross like that." The male smirked.

"I can handle it." Angelica repeated in an irritated manner.

"Come with me." He cheered, waving his paw forward. "Mr. Grant's mail comes here to this office. You will bring up his mail every day. It comes in around noon. Your first interview with Mrs. Stevens must have been a success, because she sent up your resume with high regards."

Angelica smiled, folding her paws in front of her body as she walked with the male feline. "She was a very nice lady."

"She's more of a witch with a capital 'B,' if you know what I mean." The male stopped and pointed to a large bookshelf with multiple slots. The biggest slot took up half a shelf, and it was labelled in bulky letters "Mr. Grant." The male feline reached up and collected the envelopes from the mailbox.

"Here."

The male handed over the envelopes before turning around, heading back towards the golden elevator. Of course, he expected the smaller jackal to follow. Once inside, the male quickly jabbed the button that read "70," and the elevator jumped upwards, quickly opening the door to the top floor in a matter of seconds. As they both walked inside, Angelica had to hold in a loud gasp of amazement. Most of the walls were made with glass, allowing her to see all the way outside to the skyline of the city and the blue sky that hovered above. The floor was covered in the same crimson tile as the elevator, and the walls that weren't glass were painted with a jet black, smooth coat. With a shiver running through her spine, Angelica realized that the sea of crimson tiles made it seem like she was walking on blood, but as she blinked her eyes a few times, the idea left her mind. It was only tile for heaven's sake.

"Here is your desk." The feline said, pointing to a long, mahogany desk, similar to the one downstairs in the main entrance.

The owner really goes all out. Angelica thought, trying to take her eyes off of the décor.

Walking behind the desk, the male began to point. "Here is the contact book. It contains all of Mr. Grant's contact information and all of the businesses he typically wants things from such as his coffee or his tailor. It will be extremely helpful to you. Don't lost it."

"I won't." Angelica replied nervously, running her manicured fingers over the red leather of the contact book. She was starting to get a bit overwhelmed with all the information.

"Mr. Grant will email you, call you, or just yell at you if he needs anything. Never, and I mean never, go into his office without permission. He's a very touchy man. A 'particular' man may be a better word." The male feline retorted, waving his paw in front of his chest to emphasize his points. It was a little distracting.

"Alright." Angelica replied.

"Now, get to work. He already knows you're here." The feline smirked and almost pranced back to the elevator.

Before Angelica could ask him any questions, he was already gone. He seemed to be in a bit of a hurry, and as she slowly sat down at her new desk, she had to take a few deep breaths. This was her first day, and already, she was left alone without knowing what to do. She honestly thought that she was coming for a second interview. She had no idea that she would be thrown behind a desk and left alone.

Looking behind her, she could see straight into the head office. There was a door and a wall behind her, but it was completely made of glass. The main office encompassed the entire floor except for the small area that her desk and the elevator took up. There was another large, mahogany desk inside with a cushioned roller chair behind it, a large television for entertainment no doubt, and on the far-right wall, there was a large glass case with beautiful and elegant bottles of brandy, scotch, and wine inside.

"Damn, this place is fancy." Angelica said softly, turning back around to stare at her computer screen. She had not seen anyone inside the office, and she sighed, wondering what she was going to do.

An hour passed. Angelica had spent the last hour customizing her computer desktop and screensavers with beautiful and artistic pictures of landscapes, but she was bored. Angelica was just about to call the feline downstairs to ask him what she should do and when she could go home, but as she placed her paw on the receiver, the elevator let out a loud ding, and the doors began to open.

As the doors rolled open, a large, muscled dragon stepped through. He couldn't have been more than twenty five years old, and he was completely elegant in the way he moved. Every movement seemed slow and calculated, but as his eyes locked onto hers, he stopped for a moment, almost taken back. Angelica was admiring his suit and the way that it curved against his muscles to bring out his large frame, but as her eyes locked with his, she froze as well. All she could think about was how handsome he was. He had a full head of bushy, brown hair that could almost cover his bright eyes and two pointed horns on his head that matched his black scales. He was stunning.

"I'm...I'm sorry, but Mr. Grant is not in right now. Can I take a message?" Angelica asked in a shaky voice, feeling the male's fierce, yellow eyes piercing her body. It almost took her breath away just to watch his eyes flick around her frame. His tail began to flick just like his eyes, and he cleared his throat, letting Angelica hear the deep rumble from within his chest.

"I am Mr. Grant." He said in a deep voice that flowed like honey.

"Oh, I am so sorry sir..." Angelica replied, stepping back behind her desk. She hadn't even realized that she had left her seat until now, and she could feel her heart pounding in her chest as well as her ears.

"And you are?" He asked sharply, staring into her eyes.

"Angelica," she replied immediately. "But most people call me Angel." She couldn't stop staring back. It was strange. Why couldn't she pull her eyes away?

"Angel." He said softly and nodded. "You can go home. I have nothing for you today. Tomorrow will be different. Be here by eight." He remarked, glancing down at his watch.

"Yes sir." She nodded, and he quickly walked past her into his office, twitching his tail from side to side.

As he passed, Angel could see how thick his tail was, and she could also see the bulge inside his suit jacket, showing that his wings were neatly and tightly tucked to his back. He was handsome, but as he turned his head to glance at her, she could see his sharp fangs poking out around his wide mouth. He was dangerous and powerful for sure.

"Goodnight." He said in that same deep voice, and Angel blushed, feeling his voice roll through her, finally finding a home in her lower lips and making her shiver. No one had ever had that kind of power over her before.

"Night..." She said innocently, picking up her things and quickly catching the elevator. The further the elevator got from the top floor, the more her heart seemed to calm, and she took a deep breath, telling herself that she just hadn't expected Mr. Grant to be so young...or so handsome, and he had simply caught her off guard. It was nothing, or at least that's what she continuously told herself.

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A month had passed since Angelica took the job at the Grant Corporation, and the prissy feline downstairs had been right. Mr. Grant was very demanding. He sent her on errands all around the city picking up his dry cleaning, his coffee, his reading material, and even presents for his clients, but despite the hard work, Angel had done everything she was asked to do.

As Angelica was glancing through her calendar, she felt a shiver run down her back, causing a soft moan to almost escape her lips. She had felt it often in the past couple of weeks, and she knew that Mr. Grant was staring at her once more. He seemed to constantly glance in her direction, and a few times, she had even heard him growl in frustration without ever hearing any calls or bad news.

Looking over her shoulder, Angel gasped as her amethyst eyes locked with the bright yellow eyes of the dragon. He had been looking at her for sure, and as he continued to stare, Angel felt a sharp jolt spread down her spine and to her lower lips, causing her to become wet. She cursed herself for wearing a skirt, and she quickly turned around, taking in a deep breath. She was letting herself get carried away.

Suddenly, the phone began to ring, and Angelica picked it up, placing it to her ear. "This is Mr. Grant's office."

It was the receptionist from the first floor. "I'm sending up Mr. Richardson."

Angelica quickly hung up the phone and walked to the elevator. Once the doors opened, she smiled at a tall gentleman who exited. He was an elegant tiger with bold strips and a nice build, but he was nowhere near as handsome as Mr. Grant.

Directing the male tiger forward, she slowly opened Mr. Grant's office door. The dragon's eyes shot up, locking with hers again and she had to hold in a moan, feeling the same jolt.

"Mr. Richardson is here to see you sir." She said, and she quickly stepped out of the way. It was a miracle she could even keep her voice steady let alone her legs.

"Ah, yes. Angel, you may take off. This is my last visitor for the day, and I have no errands for you."

Angelica simply nodded and quickly grabbed her things, feeling her body aching for a male's touch--his touch. Once she had stepped into the elevator, Mr. Grant took a deep breath and growled softly, smelling her sweet and intoxicating lower lips. That's why his eyes had shot upward when she opened the door. He had been smacked directly in the face by the breeze through the door even though he was several feet away.

"That girl is driving me insane." Mr. Grant said, getting out of his seat with an audible huff of frustration. Smoke rose from his nostrils.

"Oh, come now David. She seems to be doing her job well." The tiger responded, smirking as he watched David venture to the alcohol cabinet.

Unlocking the door, David began to pour two tall glasses with brandy over ice, and he swirled his glass, handing the other to his friend, Eric.

"No, she's fantastic at her job. It's just her." David growled, putting emphasis on the last word. "Didn't you get a whiff when you walked in?" He asked.

Eric smirked and chuckled, sipping at his brandy. "That was her scent? Damn, that was lovely."

"Exactly." David responded, feeling his wings twitch as they were tightly tucked to his back. "We were in the elevator together a few days ago. Her scent kept getting stronger and stronger, and I almost pinned her right there. I couldn't stop thinking about it."

Growling in irritation, David removed his jacket, letting his wings expand in the office as more puffs of smoke escaped from his nostrils. His wings were magnificent, spanning at least twelve feet in length from one tip to the other, and David let them flap a bit, watching as they relaxed.

"David, you've never been affected this much by your secretaries before, and last time I checked, you went for the more..." Eric paused, sipping his drink with a smirk. "...exotic type. Something more adventurous."

"I think that's part of her charm. She seems so... innocent to me, and I want more than anything to corrupt it." David smirked and took a large swig of his drink. "I'd hurt the poor girl though."

"If what I've heard is true, you definitely would." Eric responded, taking a sniff of the air where Angel's scent still lingered, teasing both males.

David shivered as he gripped his glass harder, threatening to break it in his large hands. "It's just hard to resist..." He whispered, finishing the rest of his drink in one large gulp.

"You'd be surprised at what some females like. Maybe you don't have to resist." Eric smirked, and he finished his drink, staring out the windows to the beautiful skyline of the city that was beginning to sparkle like the stars in the sky.

"What are you suggesting?" David asked, walking back to the alcohol cabinet to refill his glass. His wings bounced behind him, the bottom tips almost dragging the floor. He refilled his drink and held the glass tightly, glancing back at Eric. There was a smirk over Eric's face, and as he held out his class to the dragon, he swirled it from side to side.

"I'm simply saying there is a reason that scent fills your office. Maybe you should explore it before someone else does." He smirked, laughing a bit as he saw a jealous spark flash in David's eyes. "I need a refill."

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A week after Mr. Richardson's visit, Angelica came into work to find a white envelope laying on her keyboard. Her name was printed in the most beautiful handwriting that swirled and looped around each letter, and she bit her bottom lip. Picking it up, she gently ran her sharp claw through the top, cutting the envelope open to reveal a cream colored invitation card inside. She read over the invitation carefully, seeing that it was from David. It was an invitation to a party that weekend, but Angel was confused. All of her other coworkers hadn't mentioned going to the event, and she had seen the guest list herself. She had even called most of them, and they were all David Grant's friends or clients. Why was she invited?

Placing the invitation back into the envelope, she smiled, tapping her forehead with the palm of her paw.

"Duh, he wants you to take new client numbers and information. You're his secretary." She said to herself, shaking her head. For a second, she thought he had actually invited her because he simply wanted to, because he wanted to see her outside of work, but she was sure it was only for business. After all, smart men like David never mixed business with pleasure, and why would he even think about her for pleasure anyway?

Sighing softly, Angelica began sending out emails and ordering champagne bottles for long time clients. As the elevator door let out its shrill ding, the doors opened, and David stepped through the entrance. He walked in as he usually did, calm and elegant, but as they locked eyes, he skipped a step, missing his smooth pattern and faltering for a moment. Then, she saw his eyes glance to the opened envelope, and his lips twitched, trying to hide a smile. He wanted her to be there.

Quickly turning around, Angelica began browsing online for local dress shops as David took his seat at his desk. She had been making more than enough money to buy an elegant dress, and she wanted to be stunning. She wanted to see David's reaction when she walked through the door, and she wanted him to lose his breath completely.

"That's the place." She whispered, staring at the home page of one of the best dress shops in all of New York. It was expensive, but it was nothing she couldn't handle, and as she slowly shut off her computer, she walked to the elevator, getting inside with a list full of errands and the address of the dress shop.

As she put her back to the golden plates of the elevator, she looked forward, seeing David sitting at his desk. He seemed to be looking down at a piece of paper, but as she stared at him, his eyes glanced up, roaming over her body as the elevator doors slowly began to close, and once he could no longer see her, she bit her bottom lip, laying her head back onto the golden paneling and letting out a soft giggle. She was going to a party.

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On Saturday night, Angel pulled up into David's driveway. There were cars littering the entire path, and as she pulled up to the main steps, a male was waiting in a cute black and red tux to park her vehicle. Stepping out of her Nissan, she handed the keys to the male and watched as he jumped in and took off in quick, precise motions.

Looking at the stairs, Angel took a deep breath and suddenly wished that she wasn't in four inch heels. There had to be at least two flights of stairs leading up to the enormous two story house. Glancing up, Angelica admired the beauty of David's home. To her, it was no surprise that David's house resembled his office. The house was two stories with the entire front walls made of glass and the ceilings and accents were made with cedar wood that had been stained with a hint of red. It looked like a high-tech wooden cabin, and as Angel finally made it to the front door, two males stood by, pulling the double doors open for her to enter, staring in amazement at her beauty.

She wasted no time, and as she stepped inside, she could hear her heels clicking on the hardwood floors that were made from the same cedar as the ceiling.

The house was just as elegant as the owner. Everything seemed to have a specific place, and nothing that Angelica laid her eyes on had a single speck of dust.

Walking past the bookshelves in the hallway, Angelica made her way to the main dining room where the table was scattered and clustered with food. There must have been at least twenty dishes and tons of fingers foods to choose from. Several men and women were scattered around the table, holding wine glasses in their paws as they picked at the food like vultures, but as Angelica entered, they all turned to look at her. Some females gave an envious huff, and some males stared for several moments, admiring her beauty and figure, but before anyone could make a move, Angelica felt a strong, muscled arm wrap around her waist. She was about to jump away, but the familiar cologne tickled her nose, and she blushed.

"I'm glad you could make it." He spoke from beside her, and as Angelica glanced at him, David's eyes tried desperately not to dart over her figure.

Truthfully, he had been admiring her from behind. The dress she wore was a bright red, reminding him of a delicious, juicy strawberry. The top of the dress was in a corset style, allowing him to see the black laces that intertwined on her back and tied into a large bow at the bottom. The lower portion of her dress fanned out, showing off the width of her hips, and as David stepped in front of her, he could see her breasts were very prominent in the corset, forcing him to choke back a growl deep in his chest. She had worn his two favorite colors. Had she intended to? Puffs of smoke began to rise from his nose.

"Thank you for the invite. I brought my notebook to take information for you. Just let me know who I need to take it from." Angelica said, showing the small, black book and pen that was placed in her paw. It was a test really. She wanted to know if this is why he had invited her. She hoped it wasn't.

"I didn't invite you as my secretary." His voice rumbled. "Enjoy yourself and make yourself at home."

She nodded, trying not to blush as she realized he had simply invited her to admire her, possibly even more.

"I'll be back. I must circulate to my other guests." He said in a smooth, seductive voice before he removed his hand from her waist.

Once his hand was gone, Angelica felt like she could finally breath again, and she watched him walk to his other guests. Over the course of the next half hour, Angelica sampled most of the dishes on the table. She had expected David to venture back over, but every time she glanced in his direction, he was speaking with another male. Their eyes locked a few times, sending pleasurable chills down her spine, but she simply stood by the table. No one spoke with her, and as she ventured out of the dining room, she decided to explore the house.

The main floor was mostly composed of the dining room, the kitchen, and a very large living room with multiple couches and a flat screen that could have been in a movie theater. Getting more curious, she ventured up to the second floor, holding a wine glass in her paw. She took a sip, and as she walked down the wide hallway, she could see that most of the doors were opened. She passed three bedrooms and a literal home theater, but as she ventured to the end of the hallway, she found a closed door.

Stepping forward, she set her wine glass onto the wooden dresser that lined the hallway, and she reached for the knob, turning it slowly. The door was heavier than she expected, and as she pushed it harder, it opened, revealing the contents inside. Angelica let out a literal squeak of surprise as she glanced over the room. The walls were a jet black with red borders on the ceilings and the floors. The lights in the room were all a soft shade of red, illuminating the room in a wave of crimson. There was a bed located at the far end, which had black bedposts and a thick black comforter that was folded back to reveal a dark red underside. The headboard had a pair of handcuffs dangling off of the posts, and as Angelica looked to the walls, she could see that red shelves had been hung. Inside the shelves, she could see several sex toys ranging from all sizes as well as bonds, gags, and what looked like bottles filled with lube. Angel's cheeks were burning like hot coals, and as she took a step back to slowly exit the room, she smacked into something hard and tall behind her.

"You shouldn't have come in here." Came a deep voice behind her, and Angelica felt her heart rate skyrocket. He didn't sound angry. He sounded amused.

"I'm so sorry." She said quickly, and before she could do anything, David reached forward and gripped her throat tight, making her moan in his strong grasp.

He wasn't gripping hard enough to hurt her, and Angelica shivered from his touch. A jolt shot straight from her spine to her lower lips just as before, and as her back smacked into the wall, her breath left her lungs, leaving her to pant as her lower lips began to ache.

"You really shouldn't have come in here." David whispered, leaning forward, he sniffed her neck and let out a soft growl as her scent tickled his nose. "This is my private room, and I was trying so hard not to drag you in here myself."

He leaned down, letting his nose take in the scent that drifted up from her lower lips, and his body shivered in need. How much more intoxicating could she be?

"You were?" She asked in a soft voice.

David pulled his hand from her throat and forced his larger frame to her instead, pressing her to the wall and causing her to be pinned. Using his strong grip, he took her knees into his paws and pulled her up, wrapping her legs around his waist.

"You have no idea. The second I saw you, I wanted you in this very spot." He smirked and pushed her dress up to her hips, using his razor sharp claws to cut off her panties. Everything was moving so fast, but there was no sound of protest coming from Angelica's lips. He took that as a sign to continue.

"Wait!" She gasped, shivering as she felt the cool air already dancing over her wet lower lips. "There are so many people downstairs." She whispered, and David smirked.

"Who cares? They can hear you scream. I must warn you though. I don't play very nice. It may hurt, and now's your chance to say no. You won't lose your job if you say no. I'm not that type of man." He said in his deep, seductive tone that seemed to roll over Angel's fur.

"I... I don't want you to stop. I want you to do anything." She whispered, and a mischievous smirk came over David's lips.

"You shouldn't have said that."

As David got permission to move forward, he pinned his body closer to Angel, allowing him to move his hands and take off the suit jacket he was still wearing. In one swift movement, his jacket was off and his shirt was unbuttoned only a few seconds later. With those items gone, David expanded his wings, letting Angelica see their full span for the first time. She let out a soft moan of surprise, and as she reached up, she rubbed her soft paws over the thin membrane, making David growl in pleasure. He gave them a powerful flap forward and smirked as the wind blew Angelica's hair backwards, making it messy and even more beautiful.

"You'll have to tell me to stop." He said in a deep growl, and Angelica moaned again, feeling him press his groin to her bare lower lips. His suit pants were still on tightly, but she could feel the large, thick bulge already begging to be inside her. After all, he had been wanting to mate her ever since he caught her scent on her first day.

"I will." She whispered, and David moved his hands down to his pants, unbuckling his belt and quickly pushing his pants and briefs to the floor.

David had always worn a ton of cologne to mask his musk, but as his thick member bounced in between Angelica's legs, she could smell the scent of his true nature, and she moaned louder, feeling another jolt of pleasure tickle her pussy.

"You smell so good." She moaned, but David didn't respond.

Angelica shivered, feeling David's large hands move behind her back. She thought he was just going to grip her shoulders, but he moved them higher, digging his razor sharp claws into her dress and dragging them downwards. Angelica moaned and squealed, feeling the tips of David's claws scraping her back, threatening to cut her. The dress fell to the ground in half, and David leaned down, latching onto one of Angel's nipples. She arched her back, looking down and watching as he sucked hard, and as her nipple became sensitive, she shivered, trying not to push him off as he sucked. He teasingly rubbed his teeth over the skin, letting her feel the prick of his teeth before he flicked his forked tongue over her flesh, lapping at her nipple as a dog would lap water.

Just as she thought she couldn't handle it anymore, he pulled off, attaching to the other nipple with a smirk and a sloppy pop.

"Do you always do this to your secretaries?" She moaned out, blushing as she stroked her fingers across his long, pointed horns that stuck out at least six inches from his head. Her strokes brought a soft moan from his lips, and he growled in pleasure, biting down on her nipple with a bit of force for intense pleasure.

"Oh God!" Angel squealed, arching her back. This made her grip his horns tighter.

Satisfied, he pulled off of her breast and leaned up, immediately rubbing his nose on her neck. He could smell her scent directly from her fur, and he growled a bit louder, placing his paws on the wall next to her body. As he took another long sniff, his claws extended, cutting into the wall with ease. A bit of smoke began rising from his nostrils, and as she breathed it in, she bit her bottom lip, wondering how it could smell so sweet and make her skin tingle.

"No..." His whispered, trying to restrain himself to tease her more. "I've never met anyone who compels me as much as you do."

"Oh, really?" She asked, tilting her head over to expose her neck to him.

"That's not a very good thing. Bad things could happen." He said with a smirk, getting closer to her exposed neck.

He could see her pulse pounding inside her neck. It was strong and quick. Her body was basically screaming for him by the intensity of her scent and the way her body shivered and moved below him, but he wanted so badly to bite into her shoulder, to mark her as his.

"Why is it not a good thing?" She asked, shivering as David ran his sharp teeth over the skin of her neck, threatening to bite. Please bite. Angelica thought desperately.

"Because that means I won't take it easy on you or hold myself back."

Before Angel could even answer, David moved his claws from the wall and gently moved one hand between her legs. There was just enough space between them to allow David's hand to brush against Angelica's lower lips, and she let out a small sigh for him.

"My fingers are already wet just from touching you." He whispered, fighting his urge to simply push himself inside of her. It was getting harder not to give in.

"I want you." She whispered, and as David pushed his fingers forward, he felt them slide into her lower lips, already stretching her tight walls.

Angelica let out another moan of pleasure, laying her head back onto the wall as she felt David's fingers slide all the way inside of her. He didn't stop until he reached his knuckle.

"Does this feel good?" He asked, looking up into her eyes to see if she was in pleasure.

"Yes!" She called out, feeling his fingers begin stroking her inner walls.

With a smirk on his face, David curled both of his fingers upwards, pushing right against Angelica's G spot. He made sure to gently stroke his claw over it, knowing he could excite several nerves at once. Angelica bit her bottom lip hard, feeling her pussy tighten around David's fingers. Her juices were already dripping off of his knuckles, and David grinned, pumping his fingers back and forth inside of the smaller female to tease her.

"Do you still want me? You're awfully tight. I may rip you." He whispered, spreading his two fingers inside of her to simulate the stretching she was going to feel when he pushed inside. Angelica reacted with a few bucks of her hips, and she shivered, wanting to be stretched completely.

"I don't care! Please fill me!" She begged, whimpering as he removed his fingers.

"Clean these off." He demanded in a stern voice, knowing she wanted to be dominated.

As David lifted his paw, Angelica could see how wet his middle and index fingers were. They were practically dripping with her juices, and as she took his wrist into her paws, she brought his hand forward, slipping his index finger in-between her lips and giving a gentle suck before doing the same with his middle finger. Her juices were sweet, coating her tongue.

Feeling his body almost screaming to enter her, David fiercely reached forward and gripped Angelica's knees. He pulled her forward with one stern tug, and he could feel the sensation of his claws pricking at her skin. He slowly began pushing forward with his thick member, forcing every inch inside of her pussy. It was tight, and Angelica began squealing from the stretch, feeling her walls begin to ache just from his size. She had never been stretched this far, and as she looked down between their bodies, her cheeks began to burn. He was only halfway inside of her. She could see his thickness, and as she reached down with one paw, she gently held his shaft that had no entered her, moaning as she could hardly wrap her fingers around him.

David quickly found her cervix, pressing against it to tease, knowing it would become weak in a few minutes and he would be able to push into her womb.

"How does it feel?" He asked as he grinded the thick head against her womb entrance. She gasped in response, arching her back and wiggling on the wall. IT was obvious that her body could not stay still.

To hold her still, he brought his hands up and gripped under her thighs, smirking as his claws penetrated her skin. She screamed in pain, but the sensation was oddly pleasurable as well. She could feel a bit of blood running over her elevated thighs and down to her rump. With his claws in place, David began to thrust. He wasn't going fast, but he wanted to amaze her with his power. His thrusts were hard, forcing her walls to stretch and her body to bounce with every stroke.

"I-It feels..." She gasped, feeling her back rubbing against the wall from his thrusts. "...amazing!"

Looking up at her, he couldn't help but admire her. He loved the way she laid her head back onto the wall, causing her hair to dangle over her shoulders and almost cover her breasts. Her lips were opened in the perfect shape of an oval, allowing her to moan loud as she shivered beneath him, and her breasts bounced as he fucked her. Her back was arched in pleasure, causing her shoulders and rump to be the only parts of her body touching the wall. Her legs were wrapped tightly around his waist, and as she tightened her legs with every thrust, he could feel the heel of her shoes scratching his scales, making him shiver. The sight and feel of her alone could have pushed any male over the edge.

Hearing how much she loved it, he increased his speed, gripping her thighs harder with his sharp claws. There was the soft sound of dripping beneath them, but Angel knew most of it was her juices. She could feel her lower lips dripping around his thick cock as it stretched and ached for him. Her juices were covering her thighs as well as his groin, and she knew a small puddle was forming under them, but it was also something else. She was in so much pleasure that she was unaware of the blood dripping from David's claws, but she didn't care, and the smell of her blood sent David into tremors, making him thrust harder in pleasure.

"Scream for me my Angel." He moaned into her neck, forcing her hips to smash against his groin as he fucked her, wanting to try to break her pretty, wide hips. He knew that wasn't possible, but it turned him on just to think about it.

"I have to cum!" Angel squealed, shivering under the large dragon as her nipples hardened and her walls tightened.

"Already?" David smirked, rubbing his forked tongue over the tops of her breasts.

As he continued to take her, he could feel his climax coming as well, but he wanted her to finish first. Actually, he wanted her to finish multiple times. Smirking, he continued to thrust harder until her cervix weakened, allowing him to suddenly push into her womb. She gasped and screamed in bliss. No male had ever been that deep, and as she shivered against him, she felt her lower lips tighten around his cock, and she came hard. Her juices covered his groin and her thighs, splashing everywhere. Her legs began to tremble as he continued to take her sensitive walls, and she squealed below him, feeling her cheeks burning.

That could have been enough to send David over the edge, but he leaned his head on her shoulder, growling softly in order to keep going. Angelica had been shivering before, but now, she was wiggling on his cock, squealing as her walls became even more sensitive after the climax. She hadn't gotten a very good look at his member, but as he forced himself into her, she could feel his head was curled upwards, dragging across her G spot with every thrust.

"Oh God!" She called out, panting against the wall. She just couldn't catch her breath.

David was showing no signs of stopping, and as he continued to bounce her against the wall, he took one hand off of her bleeding thighs and began to flick her clit with his claw, making her squeal and wiggle harder. He smirked, loving the feeling of her struggling to take his cock and moving in pleasure. It was a feeling he lived for.

"You like the way it feels?" He asked in a deep voice, his eyes flashing a vibrant yellow.

"Yes!" Angel called out, feeling her sore lower lips nearing a second climax as her clit sent hot waves of tremors through her body.

Even her nipples were reacting to the clit stimulation as they hardened. Goosebumps began to appear on her arms and legs, and as David flicked harder, Angel could feel her thighs beginning to twitch, causing her toes to curl and her heels to dig into David's back. David let out a loud roar of pleasure as one heel scraped over his scales, and he shivered, trying to keep going.

Smirking, David continued to flick Angelica's clit, causing her hips to buck forward in bliss as he pushed himself deeper. He could already feel the head of his cock throbbing to finish, but he was trying hard to refuse. Forcing himself as deep as possible, Angelica screamed and came again, feeling her warm juices squirt out to coat David's groin. For a moment, David pushed as deep as possible and stopped thrusting. He could feel his cock and muscles tingling, ready to finish.

"D-Did you cum?" She asked, blushing as her walls throbbed and ached. David simply smirked.

"No. You have to cum."

Angel's cheeks were a deep red, and as David began thrusting once more, she screamed in bliss, placing both of her paws onto his chest for support.

"Please fill me." Angel begged, reaching back with her right paw to gently twist and stroke her hardened nipples.

"Don't worry. I will." He responded, and he moved both of his large hands to her hips, letting his claws dig into her gentle, smooth skin as he picked up speed. Angelica screamed in a mixture of pain and pleasure as his claws gripped her. It was strange that she loved it so much. Her body bounced, causing her breasts to bounce with her in the same rhythm, and David laid his head back in pleasure, closing his eyes. He could finish now, and as he continued to force her walls to take him, he felt his shaft begin to throb, and he felt Angelica's paw begin to rub his dripping wet shaft as he pulled back from her hips. She seemed to love his size, and every time her gentle fingers stroked him, it made him growl and send his thick cock back into her hips, burying himself with force.

"That's it. Take my cock." He called out, growling as he gripped her hips harder. He was losing himself in the moment, and he began to go harder, making Angelica scream from the power of his hips connecting with hers. "Take every inch!" He growled out, feeling more smoke rise from his nostrils.

Angelica's pussy was aching as he went harder. She was afraid he was going to break her hips, and as she neared her third climax, she could feel him thicken. The head of his cock was flaring, showing he was going to cum for her.

"Give every inch to me." She begged, blushing as she looked down to watch him hilt inside of her and bury all of his cock into her over and over again.

"Are you ready?" He asked, shivering as he felt the head of his cock flaring even more in pleasure. Angel seemed to feel this too, because she began moaning louder.

"Yes!" She screamed out. She was completely ready.

With a final, hard thrust, David pushed all the way into her lower lips and womb, smirking as he began to cum inside of her. It filled her up, splashing against her walls and pooling inside of her. Angel screamed on last time, feeling her walls tighten once more as she came all over David's groin, adding to the puddle that already existed on the floor. She was shivering, feeling goosebumps under her fur and her nipples tingled from the pleasure her body was experiencing.

Slowly, David wrapped his wings around Angel to keep her warm and show that they were together. As she was completely covered by his wings, he leaned in to her neck and bit down hard, sinking his teeth into the curve of her neck and shoulder. She screamed loudly in pleasure and pain as he marked her with a mating bite. His claws continued to grip her sore hips, gripping tighter with each passing second. Her body was in too much pleasure to even understand any of the pain, and as David's teeth sank deeper into her, she felt her eyes getting droopy. She had heard of females getting taken so hard they passed out, but she thought it was a myth.

"I feel really dizzy." She whispered, blushing as she continued to moan. Every time she moved her body, she could feel his thick shaft still inside her, rubbing against her, and she leaned her head over, relaxing her head on his soft, strong wing.

Carefully, David lifted his jaws, admiring the mating bite that he had left on Angel's neck. It was deep, and it would definitely scar, but it would serve as a reminder to her and to other males who she belonged to.

"It will pass love." He whispered as he tightened his wings around her. He gently moved away from the wall, carrying her over to the bed. Smirking, he laid her down onto the soft comforter, letting his wings rest under her. He placed his hands next to her chest, propping himself up to look down into her droopy eyes. He didn't want his weight to hurt her, and he leaned down, kissing her on the lips. Angel moaned, tasting some of her blood on his tongue, but she kissed him back passionately, letting their lips intertwine and their tongues dance.

As he reluctantly pulled away, David leaned over to the table next to the bed. Reaching into the drawer, he pulled out a small vial containing a red liquid that resembled some sort of punch.

"Did you know red and black are my favorite colors" He asked, smirking as he looked down into her eyes. "The dress that is now on my floor almost drove me insane. I had to get it off you." He chuckled softly and saw Angelica bite her bottom lip. She had worn it on purpose. "Here, drink this."

"W-What is it?" Angel asked, feeling her body ache and her head still dizzy.

"It will help with the dizziness and something else." He replied with a smirk. "I just mated you, but you didn't think that was the end did you? I'm a man of very... peculiar tastes, and I know you can help me with those." He smirked, and Angel took the vial, trusting David.

Popping the top off, she leaned up with the help of David's strong hand and then drank the contents, blushing from the taste. It tasted just like cherries. She smiled, licking her lips a bit.

"What will it really do?" She asked innocently, putting the vial back onto the bedside table.

"You really want to know?" He asked, admiring her beauty. Her hair was a mess and her fur was matted from juices and a bit of blood, but she was so beautiful, and David had to restrain himself from pinning her again in that very moment.

"Yes, please tell me." She begged, moaning loudly as David gave a playful buck, forcing his cock deeper inside of her. He hadn't decreased in size at all, and Angelica bit her bottom lip, playfully grinding her hips on his shaft.

"One of the companies I bought out was an experimental agency. They basically invented sex potions. Since I bought them, I asked them to develop a little something for me. They did, and you just drank it." David moaned softly as Angelica continued to grind back and forth.

"What will it do?" She asked, blushing as she began to pull off of him.

David let out a loud growl and immediately gripped her hips, pushing her back down onto his cock until every inch was buried inside of her. Angelica screamed in bliss from this action. She had hoped he would do that, and as she began to grind once more, David let out another moan.

"Let's just say you'll be really swollen in a few weeks."

David grinned, kissing her gently before he moved them to lay on their sides. Angelica was so dizzy and tired that she didn't argue anymore, and as she drifted off to sleep, David kissed the back of her shoulder, holding her tighter to his chest. He stayed deep inside of her the whole night, keeping her curled up in his wings for protection, and he drifted off to sleep, thinking of the eggs that were now growing inside of her womb. Soon, she would have to birth them.