Love's True Path

Mika bit her lip as she stepped into her office, seeing Richard sitting at her desk, staring at a piece of homework he was to correct. He'd been so stressed... quiet... busy... "Richard?"

"Yeah?" He looked up from his work.

"Dinner's been ready for an hour or so... you didn't hear me..." She hugged herself, wrapping her sweater tighter around her.

"Oh sorry. I just wanted to get this done." He stood up and rubbed his temples.

"It's fine. Would you rather I bring it to you?" Mika bit her lip.

Richard shook his head. "I'll come eat with."

He followed her into the kitchen. "It smells good."

"I'm glad you think so..." She motioned to the plates on the table.

Richard began to scarf down the food almost as soon as he sat down.

"Hungry?" She asked, pushing her food around a bit.

He nodded and noted her lack of appetite. "Something wrong?"

"Not really. I'm just not hungry." She sipped her water.

He set his fork down. "Did something happen?"

"No... I just... you've been really quiet... since Jase called the other day."

Richard suddenly wasn't hungry anymore. "What do you want me to say? She shoved Anita in front of a bus. Anita betrayed the pack. She had it coming."

"No... I understand that... but are you alright?" She hugged herself.

"It's just a lot to deal with." He pushed his plate away.

Mika looked down. "I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault." Richard told her.

"Part of it is. Bruce was my problem." She rubbed a hand over her face.

"You didn't ask to be stalked, Mika."

"I didn't have to involve you..."

"I involved myself."

"Richard..." Mika closed her eyes, resting her head on her arms. "I don't know what to do..."

His chair scraped the floor as he stood up. He went to Mika and hugged her. "We'll catch him Mika and it will all be over."

"What about you? Will you be alright?" She looked up at him, tears in her eyes. "Will we?"

"We will be fine. I'll be fine." He kissed her forehead.

She hugged him, hiding her face in his chest.

Richard held her close to his heart.

She kissed his chest gently.

"I love you, Mika, with all my heart and soul."

"I love you too." She leaned up, kissing him.

Richard returned the kiss.

Mika slowly pulled back from the kiss, nuzzling along his jaw.

He rubbed her back. "Feeling better?"

She nodded. "I was just worried about you. I know you cared for Anita at one point..."

"The woman I loved died a lot time ago." He sighed.

"I'm sorry..." She cupped his face.

Richard kissed her. "It's ok."

"Still." She heard Rissa coming and pulled back just before the little girl entered the room, wrapped in a towel.

Rissa ran toward them dripping wet. Richard picked her up and she giggled. "Are you supposed to be in bed?" He asked.

"I can't find my jammies...."

Mika smiled. Richard looked so natural with her niece in his arms... she sniffled a bit, then hugged them both. "You put them in your dresser, didn't you sweetie?"

"I looked there and they're gone." She whined.

"Didn't you wash them Mika?" Richard said.

"Oh, that's right. They're in the drier." Mika smiled, blowing a raspberry on Rissa's cheek. "Aunt Mika's silly."

The little girl laughed. "Silly auntie."

Mika crossed her eyes at her niece. "Come on, short stuff. Let's get you to bed. I'm tired too."

Rissa went with her aunt to get her clothes. Richard sighed and went to finish his work.

Wrapping herself in her robe after getting Rissa to bed, Mika knocked on the office door once more. Elias was sound asleep in his bed, having fallen asleep reading.

"Yeah?" He called from within the room.

She eased the door open. "Richard... you need sleep..."

"I just finished." He tossed his pen down and stretched.

"That's good." She moved, massaging his shoulders.

"That feels really good." Richard moaned.

"Mmhm. Surprise, you're all tense..." She kissed his neck, reaching around him to undo his shirt so she could massage his back better.

He shrugged his shirt off and relaxed under her hands.

Mika bit her lip, fighting the urge to run her mouth over the bronzed skin beneath her hands. He was so warm, alive... Her hands paused, and she licked her lips.

"I can smell you, Mika." Richard smiled with his eyes closed. She smelled good enough to eat.

"I'm sorry." She pulled her hands back. "I didn't intend..."

"It's ok, Mika." He leaned back in his chair. "I really don't mind."

"Well, I had planned on a simple massage... I thought it would help..." She pushed a hand through her hair.

"Oh, trust me. It's helping." Richard told her.

She offered him a smile. "I'm glad. Want me to continue?"

"Yes, please." He returned the smile.

Mika slid her robe off, wearing one of his t-shirts as she began to massage him again, from his upper back, down his lower back, then slowly back up and down his arms, leaning against him to reach.

Her breasts were so soft as they pressed against him. He dragged her scent into his lungs.

She began to massage his back again. "Is there anything else you want, hun?"

"I could think of other things that need attention." Richard growled.

"Oh?" She pressed a kiss to the back of his neck.

"Yes." He said voice full of lust.

"Like?" She traced along his shoulder blades with her tongue.

"Like in my pants." He chuckled.

Mika laughed, smacking his shoulder lightly. "Naughty, Richard." She moved, stepping in front of him.

He groaned. "Please say you're not wearing anything under that shirt."

She smirked. "Why don't you find out?"

Richard slid his hand under the shirt and found out that there was nothing but bare skin under the shirt,

Mika shivered. "Richard..."

He stoop up suddenly and shoved the papers off of his desk. "I want you..."

"Richard, all your work..." She turned, as if to pick them up.

Richard growled. "They were stapled." He gently pushed her down onto the desk.

She met his gaze, licking her lips. "Ah..."

He undid his pants and let them fall off of his hips.

Mika sat up, wrapping her hand around his length, noting absently he had skipped underwear. She stroked him twice, then ducked her head, licking around the head of his cock.

"God, Mika." He buried a hand in her hair. He let her work her magic on him.

Slowly, she took him deeper into her mouth, looking up at him.

Richard met her gaze and moved away. "No more or you won't have any fun."

Mika nearly pouted. "Spoil sport..."

He pushed her down and spread her legs with his knee.

She leaned up, kissing him deeply.

Richard dipped a finger into her.

She moaned, arching into his touch. "Richard..."

"Yes, Mika dear?"

"You know what..." She pushed the shirt she wore up, cupping her breasts.

Richard swore loudly, his gaze on her chest. He removed his hand and cupped her ass. He watched as he slid inside of her.

Mika moaned, twisting her hardened nipples. "Yes..."

He thrust into her and bent his head to her breast.

She cried out, clenching around him, not in orgasm, but near already.

Richard nibbled on her ear as he picked a fast pace.

"Richard..." She bit her lip, struggling not to come then. She hadn't been able to resist teasing herself as she'd changed for bed.

He moaned her name. God, she felt so very good.

She turned her head, catching his mouth with hers as she came, unable to stop herself, throbbing around him.

Richard cried out, the sound muffled by the kiss, as he came. He shook as he poured into her.

She smoothed a hand down his back, pressing kisses over his shoulders.

"I love you, Mika."

"I love you too." She giggled, shifting against the desk. "We just had sex in my office.. our office..."

"I just knocked all the reports off of my desk and then had sex with you." He grinned.

She kissed him, then pushed him back down to sit in the chair, kneeling before him. "You did... and you're going to suffer through, because you didn't let me have fun earlier..." She circled his navel with her tongue.

"Mika, I'm good, but I don't bounce back that fast." Richard complained. "You're killing me."

"I know." She smirked, licking some of their combined tastes away, closing her eyes to enjoy it.

"Shit...clothes now..." He pulled her behind the desk. "Elias is coming downstairs."

Mika eeped, hurriedly dressing as she heard Elias' feet. "He had to ruin my fun!" She whispered, shaking her head.

Elias headed into the kitchen to get a glass of water. He dully noted that the light was on in the office.

Richard quickly dressed and, when Mika was decent, turned off the light and headed upstairs with her.

Elias blinked as he heard them leave the office. "Oh... my... God... not the desk!" He said as he realized why they would be in there so late at night.

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Shang-Da cuddled up with Jamil, ignoring the sounds that came from the office. He snickered as he heard Elias' cursing.

Jamil poked him. "Not nice, Hati. And we're supposed to rest? Thus the whole Lupa has made the pull out couch into a bed bit?"

He cupped Jamil in his hand. "We can rest later."

He growled. "Elias is awake..."

"He'll be headed back to bed soon." He began to suck on the Skoll's neck.

Jamil moaned, trying to muffle the sound.

Elias finally headed back upstairs.

Reaching beneath the blanket covering them, Jamil stroked Shang-da's cock. "Excited?"

"Only when I'm around you." The Hati licked a link down Jamil's neck.

"I see..." He tilted his head for the Hati. "It turns me on..."

"You turn me on." He growled into Jamil's ear.

"I couldn't tell..." Jamil nipped at Shang-da's lower lip, then kissed him.

"God, I want you so bad." He kissed the Skoll with everything he had.

After several moments, Jamil pulled back. "Take me then... you haven't yet..."

"W-what?" Shang-Da stuttered.

"Take me... top me..." Jamil paused. "Or... do you not want that?"

"I... I just never thought about topping you before." He sounded excited now.

"But.... you want to?"

Shang-Da nodded. "Oh hell, yes, I do."

Jamil kissed him deeply. "Good."

He stroked the other man's cock.

Growling, the Skoll thrust up.

"Horny, Skoll?"

"What do you think..." Shoving the blanket back, Jamil moved, sucking Shang-da's cock deep into his own mouth.

Shang-Da bit his tongue to keep from crying out. "Don't...pounce me like that..."

Jamil would have smirked, but he had his mouth full as he met the other man's gaze.

He grabbed a handful of his corn rows. "Bad Skoll."

He pulled back. "What? Complaining?"

"Did I say you could stop?" Shang-Da growled, taking the role of dominant.

"No, Master..." Jamil lowered his head, flickering his tongue over the head of Shang-Da's cock.

"Then don't stop until I tell you too." The Hati told him.

Moaning, Jamil took more of him into his mouth, sucking and caressing him with his tongue.

"I want to take you now, Skoll." He moaned.

Jamil pulled back. "Yes...."

"On your knees, Jamil." Shang-Da said softly.

Licking his lips, he murmured "Yes Master," before doing so, his ass near the other man.

The Hati grabbed some lotion he had noticed earlier and applied it to himself and Jamil. He slid a finger inside of the other wolf. "Ready?"

Jamil growled, thrusting back. "Yes..."

He replaced the finger with the head of his cock. He slowly pushed inside of Jamil. "God, Jamil..." He moaned.

"Shit... Shang-Da..." Jamil fisted his hands in the blanket.

Shang-Da wrapped his hand around Jamil's cock as he moved inside of him.

"That's... shit..." Jamil shifted his hips, and just like that, his lover was hitting his prostate. He struggled not to shout in pleasure.

He continued the assault on his lover. "So...nice...Skoll."

Jamil growled, "Shut up and fuck me..."

Shang-Da sank his teeth into the other man's shoulder as he pounced into him even harder.

Biting his lip so he didn't shout, Jamil came, spilling himself into Shang-da's hand.

The Hati came soon after. "I think...I like topping...you."

Jamil moaned, resting his face against the mattress. "Shit.... that was awesome..."

Shang-Da collapsed beside him, exhausted. "I'm ready to rest after we clean up."

"Mm... sure." Jamil turned, kissing him.

They quickly cleaned up and laid back down.