Wolf’s Bane

“Done, you will be given approval the minute you file for your paid leave online. What else?”

“Uhhh… This part of my task would take a bit of travelling and staying in remote places, Sir. I really am in the middle of planning out my wedding within a few months so I can’t use any of my own funds for this. I’m sorry, you did promise me a large amount upon completing this mission, but I really can’t afford…”

“Done, and I’ve just finished transferring a substantial amount to your personal bank account which you can use for your travel expenses. It is a separate financial arrangement from your payment upon succeeding with my request. Feel free to contact me at once if you need more funds for your cross-country trip, and I don’t care if he goes out of the country, you go and follow him, Detective, is that clear?”

“Wow, Sir Kahlagu, I’m so… overwhelmed. Thank you so much!”

“No need to thank me as this is part of our arrangement, Officer. Now, is there anything else that you might need to begin this journey at once?”

“Actually, yes… I will need a good alibi for being in these places other than using up my vacation leave. I mean, I’m pretty good with interrogation and information dissemination, but it would really help if I didn’t go alone. People would trust me more when I have a female companion and you can be very sure that no one will suspect my asking questions and the precinct won’t be wondering what I’m doing vacationing alone, if ever and…”

“Alright, I’ve doubled your allowance so you can bring your fiancé along, and let me know when you need more. Now, I hope you have no other requests, for now, Detective…”

“Hehe… nothing else, Sir. You are really quite a pleasure to work with and I keep wondering why a lot of citizens see you in a very negative light. I mean…”

“Inspector, thank you for your extra effort in buttering me up but you really don’t need to play this game. I am well aware of my positive traits and I’m only interested in finding the man who abandoned his post in my organization for whatever reasons he may have. So again, is there anything else that I can help you with?”

“Not at all, Governor. Expect me to give you a daily update once we’ve begun our trip…”

“As I expect you to do, my boy. And I want those reports to begin tomorrow, do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir. And again, thank you for everything.”

“Don’t thank me yet, Myron. Finish your task and you will then have a really good reason to thank me. Goodbye for now.”

And the call ended abruptly.

Myron only managed to keep himself in control for three seconds before he whooped in joy, even while he was still naked in bed, and even alarming his beautiful wife-to-be enough to go into the bedroom to ask what was wrong with him.

“HUBBY, WHAT HAPPENED?!” she yelled frantically as she entered their bedroom, all panicky from his ecstatic exclamations and sweaty from cooking breakfast. “Are you ok? Tell me what’s wrong…”

“Come here,” he then said with a laugh, as he pulled her towards him and his long “baton” that was now standing straight and at attention. “We have something to celebrate about…”

“Luuuuuv… wait, our food is already on the table… we need to eat before it goes cold…”

“Oh yes, I will definitely eat, baby girl, and I won’t let IT go cold, either.”

Soon his reluctant fiancé was already on the bed, in his arms and he swiftly stripped her clothes off despite her putting up a fuss. He would be making love to her repeatedly until she could no longer fight him and just surrendered to his intense lovemaking.

Of course, he had to endure his punishment later when, after their passionate encounter, they both realized that breakfast was now cold and ruined. He did say sorry but he didn’t regret it, nor did his disciplinary action later on.

As a matter of fact, those were one of the few times that he truly enjoyed it and he would continue to pretend that he didn’t.

After all, it’s part of their game.

In less than twenty-four hours, they have already packed their bags, loaded their car, locked up their two-bedroom condominium and have given notice to the building’s security department about their long absence. Just to be sure, Myron had activated their CCTV connection to his mobile phone and laptop as well.

And now, they were on the first leg of their trip.

The street-smart cop wasn’t really that much in a hurry, even if he knew that the governor was eager to hear some news about his former assassin-turned-renegade. For now, he really planned to enjoy their stay here for at least a few more hours or before dinner.

Whichever came first…

“So, what do you want to do first today?” Raquel asked as she fed her now very aroused lover as she fed him another piece of bacon with her fingers.

He immediately opened his mouth and clamped it shut not just on the bacon but on half her very silky soft fingers, and then flashed her a naughty smile, even while her fingertips remained between his thin lips. “Yeshhh, I DO want TO DO firsshht thishh morning bhefore anyshhthing elssshe my preeshy layshee…”

Raquel’s amused giggle mixed with his mischievous chuckle. “Boyfie, I think you’ve forgotten my rule of NO EATING when we’re eating a meal.”

Myron’s smile widened even while he kept his pretty lover’s hand between his straight white teeth. ” But I havhen’t shhhtarted eatshing yetsh, wifey.”

“Yes, you have…” she replied as she tried to remove her smile from her face while she looked sternly at her fingers that were still in his mouth. “I think you need to be punished, my love.”

“Ooopsshhh… hehe, I’m shoooryy…”

“No, you’re not,” the luscious lady still dressed in an apron on top of her short silky nightie countered. “I’m sorry, but that will add to your offence.”

“Ohhh noooshh, whatsh whill you do shooo me misstresshh…” Myron said, his normal matter-of-fact voice now mixed with a begging whiny tone, and yet still not letting go of Raquel’s fingers.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

The girly lady just couldn’t help but giggle some more at the cute way her man was trying to get her under the sheets again. And not in the normal way, too…

Yes, it’s all part of the game they played.

“Let me go, my little boy, or you will get severely disciplined. That’s your first warning…”

“Awww…” the ‘little boy’ moaned, as he piled on the whiny tone and Puss-in-Boots begging eyes while he finally released Raquel’s fingers.

But not before holding them and licking them continuously.

“Myron… let me go, so I can punish you.”

“Yes, mistress…” the detective said, trying to hide the excitement in his eyes and voice but failing miserably.

When it came to this woman, he really couldn’t hide his emotions at all.

Raquel then took the tray from off the bed and placed it back in the dining room area. For a while she stayed outside, preparing herself to punish her beloved man. Meanwhile, the very same boyish man remained impatiently sitting on the bed, his long and erect manhood now tenting his blanket.

And then she stepped in the room, and Myron could feel himself growing even harder and more massive…

She was now wearing high leather boots, a studded, leather body-hugging outfit that was cut strategically in different places to expose her desirable curves and a black lace mask that highlighted her thick curvy lips which were now crimson with blood-red lip tint.

Raquel then waved a pair of handcuffs at him, and Myron knew that those were his, since those were released to him by his precinct for his use.

“Oh no… Mistress, be gentle with me…”

Of course, he meant the opposite and Raquel was quick to play along.

“I’m sorry Detective, but you have been a bad BAD boy…”

Yep, looks like they’d be staying in their room up until dinner time.