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The Alpha's Lost Mate

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He slowly started towards my neck as I felt his warm breath against my collar bone; never feeling like this before and I did not want it to stop.

"Elijah..ohm..that feels so good" I could feel the tightness between my thighs as he slowly slid his hand up my waist to cup my breast.

My slick was surely soaking my panties by now as his other hand grasped the back of my thigh.

"You smell so good I can't wait to taste you," he teased as his warm, wet tongue made its way down my body. As he slowly sucked firmly on my n****e I could feel his d**k bulging through his pants; not wanting him to stop I slowly unbuckled his pants and slipped them down over his perfectly shaped hips.

As I stood there admiring his beautiful manhood I couldn't help but let a groan out "Oh Elijah you're so big" I said as I licked my lips waiting impatiently to taste his c**k. I slowly dropped down to my knees to get a better grip around his huge girth and slowly started licking the head like it was my favorite lollipop.

"Oh God damn Julia you sure know how to suck a c**k", he moaned as he tried to steady himself against the wall. I could feel him tensing up and I couldn't help my self but to grab hold his throbbing c**k and slowly jerk up and down as I could feel his breathing start to hitch and him trying to catch his breath; I knew he was close to coming.

"Julia...I'm fixing..to..come" he gasped as he shot his massive load down my throat. I couldn't help but smile as I pulled myself up only to be woken up by the alarm clock going off.

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He slowly started towards my neck as I felt his warm breath against my collar bone, gently kissing his way down; never feeling like this before he had butterflies swimming in my stomach. "Elijah..ohm, that feels so good." I could feel the tightness between my thighs continue to grow as he slowly slid his hand up my waist and under my shirt to cup my breast. My p***y was surely starting to soak my panties with its wonderful juices flowing from it as his other hand grasped the back of my thigh. "You smell so good, baby. I can't wait to taste you," he teased as his warm, wet tongue made its way down my body. As he slowly raised my shirt to suck firmly on my n****e, I could feel his thick d**k bulging through his pants; not wanting him to stop, I slowly unbuckled his pants and slipped them down over his perfectly shaped hips. Standing there admiring his beautiful manhood, I couldn't help but let a groan out. "Oh, Elijah.. you are wonderfully blessed," I said as I licked my lips, waiting impatiently to taste his c**k. I slowly dropped down to my knees to get a better grip around his erect manhood and started slowly licking the tip like it was my favorite lollipop. "Oh...damn, Julia, you sure know how to suck a d**k," he moaned as he tried to steady himself against the wall. I could feel him tensing up, and I couldn't help myself but grab hold of his throbbing c**k and slowly jerk up and down as I could feel his breathing start to hitch and him trying to catch his breath. I knew he was close to coming, so I decided to speed it up a bit. "Julia...I'm fixing..to..come," he gasped as he shot his massive load down my throat. I couldn't help but smile and lick my lips as I pulled myself up, only to be woken up by alarm clock going off. I woke to the sound of my alarm and realized that it was all just a dream. "So much for wet dreams, but who is Elijah?" I sighed. I could hear Catalina, my roommate, scurrying around downstairs in the kitchen as the smell of breakfast cooking lingered through the apartment. I was surprised that she was even awake after her last night's escapade. Catalina was a party-goer, unlike me. I wasn't the social butterfly type, so I didn't go out much. I didn't trust a lot of people, so I didn't have many friends; Cat was probably my only real friend, and I didn't mind that. She was my best friend and had become like a long-lost sister I never had. We met three years ago when I had gone through the worst time of my life, and ever since then, we have been inseparable. I could feel like it was going to be one of those days where somehow I did not want to do anything, let alone get out of bed, but I knew how Cat was persistent she wouldn't let me wallow in my self-pity any longer than I have. I rolled over to look at my clock that sat by my bedside, and I realized it was 9:30. I knew I would be late for my first job interview in three years if I did not get my ass out of bed. The job I was interviewing for was for an administrative assistant position at one of the most wealthy and prestigious companies in New York, Price Enterprises. It was a company that invested in smaller companies around the U.S. I know of at least three companies they were investing in, and they were already booming within a year of being opened. I made my way to the bathroom to hurry and get ready as I had wasted enough time lying in bed, contemplating choices in my life. I decided to go with a long-sleeved peach button-down shirt with a camisole under as it was my favorite and lucky shirt and also had the beautiful lace cuffs that made it look elegant and my tan pencil skirt that came just above my knee. I ran downstairs to find Cat sitting at the bar in the kitchen, eating her breakfast as she looked me up and down. "Julia, are you going to sit down and enjoy your breakfast?" she asked as she poured herself a cup of coffee. "I wish I could today. I'm running late for my interview, and I need to make a good impression on them," I expressed as I crammed my half heated bagel in my mouth and grabbed my beige stiletto's, and ran out the door. I sped through a few red lights, trying to make it there on time. It was nothing for me to be a few minutes late now and then for events or appointments, but not this. This interview was something I needed to be on time for. It was my dream job that I was not giving up. I did not spend the last few years in college to earn my master's degree, not to put it to good use. I had given up on many things in my life, but my career was not one of them. I was not going to leave without that job. I made it to the parking lot with less than five minutes to spare. I noticed that it had a parking meter, and I thought, "s**t!!" I don't have any change. Surely Cat had left some change somewhere in my car from using it all those times when hers was in the shop. Sure enough, I managed to scrounge up $5.75 from my cup holder. After putting the money in the meter, I took off running with my file in my hand to the front doors of the building. I hoped no one would notice that I was running like an i***t and turning my ankles in the process. "I will never wear these f*****g heels again in my life," I winced in pain as I made it to the front door with only three minutes to spare. I opened the large glass door to step in and was stunned at the view in front of me. I had never seen anything so exquisite and expensive. I looked around for a few seconds and noticed over to my left an older woman, no younger than fifty, talking on the phone as she jotted some information down on a notepad. With confidence, I walked over to her desk, and she politely smiled at me as she raised her index finger to signal me to give her a moment. She seemed like a sweet lady. It almost reminded me of my Nana back home. Oh, how I missed my Nana; I reminisced for a moment before turning my attention back to the woman. I stood there as she finished her conversation and hung up the phone. "Hello, how may I help you?" she stated as she raised her head to look at me. "Hello, my name is Julia Peters, and I am here for my interview with Mr. Price," I stated. She pushed the button to her intercom and spoke to someone over it. "Yes, Mr. Price's 10:30 interview is here when he is ready." She smiled at me and pointed me to the direction of the elevators. "Take it to the very top floor; you will see the double doors as soon as you step off; that is his office," she pointed towards the elevators as she gave me the directions. I made my way to the elevators, thinking to myself, "Who in the world has one floor all to themselves in this building?" Well, I guess if you have the kind of money the Prices have, you could have many floors of your own. I stood patiently waiting as I watched the light on the numbers slowly make their way to the bottom. I couldn't help but think back to when I was a student in college and trying to pass my business classes and how it was all worth it. I could feel my self-esteem growing with a smile on my face. It was almost to the first floor; 3,2,1. Ding!!! The elevator's sound coming to a stop made me snap back to reality as I waited for the doors to open. I had never seen an elevator with such class as I stood inside it and admired the well-lit chandelier that was directly above me. "Who the hell puts a chandelier in an elevator?" I chuckled as it was slowly climbing to the top floor. "Finally!" I collected my thoughts and straightened my skirt with confidence as the doors opened, and I slowly stepped out. As soon as I stepped off the elevator, I noticed a blonde woman sitting at her desk filing her nails and talking on the phone. I turned to look at her as she stared at me like I was a nobody. I could tell just by the vibe she was giving me, I was not going to get along with this woman. She wore a blouse that was so tight that the middle buttons were struggling to stay together. Her breasts were pushed up so high in her bra that I thought they would come out the top of her shirt. Her skirt was so tight on her that I could tell she wasn't wearing any panties. "Great, a blonde she-wolf," I thought as I started to step towards her desk. "I'm here for my interview with Mr. Price."I stood with confidence and said. "Sit over there; I'll call you when he's ready," she replied, rolling her eyes and huffing as if I had disturbed her busy day. I walked over to the sitting area and sat close to the windows to get a good view outside. I loved to enjoy the city scenery. There was something about it that made me feel calm and collected. I sat there and watched as the traffic scattered and the people went about their day. The blonde caught me off guard, clearing her throat to get my attention. "Mr. Price is ready to see you," she spoke in her nasally voice. "Thank you," I told her as I stood with my folder in my hand and started to step to the double doors. I could feel my heart starting to beat faster, and my palms began to sweat more as I got closer to the doors. A smell like no other hit me out of nowhere cascading through my nostrils as I tried to engulf more of its essence. It was a scent of sage and honeysuckle. It was as if I was in a spring meadow surrounded by many wildflowers. I stood there for a moment as I tried to collect my thoughts. "Who was giving off this pleasant aroma? Why was it so deliciously appealing to me?" I thought. Pulling one of the doors opened, I slowly stepped inside and leaned my back against the door once it shut. I became engulfed with more of that delicious scent. My heart was beating as if it were going to pound out of my chest. I couldn't focus on anything but where the smell seemed to have my senses in overdrive and my wolf leaping with excitement. It was coming from Mr. Price? I couldn't help but wonder if this was a sign from the Moon Goddess revealing who my mate was. I was in shock that it was him as I stood there like a statue. He had to be my mate because my wolf was going crazy as it took everything I had to keep her in check. The voice in my head kept screaming at me, "Mate, mate, mate." My pheromones were going crazy; I could feel my thighs quenching together as I started getting wet in my panties. I had to suppress my scent, or Mr. Price would smell it if he didn't already, and I didn't need him trying to f**k me in his office. I gained my composure and my professionalism and stepped towards his desk. "Good morning, Mr. Price. I am here for my interview; my name is Julia Peters. " I spoke softly with my head tilted down. "Good morning Miss Peters, you may call me Elijah, and I would prefer if you look at me while speaking, it is insulting to speak to someone while looking down," he spoke sternly to me in a deep voice. "Yes, sir, I apologize, I mean no disrespect," I replied to him. He motioned for me to sit down at his desk. I walked over to him ever so carefully, making sure I didn't upset him and cause him to use his deep, stern voice again. I gently handed him the file from my shaking hand, sat down, and placed my hands in my lap. He sat it on his desk as he was busy looking at another file he had already opened. Maybe he will get to mine in a minute, I thought, but he never picked it up. I glared at him as he stared up at me and not saying anything. He finally spoke and began asking me interview questions. He finally finished up his questions and stared more intensely at me now like I had said the wrong thing. I could feel a lump forming in my throat. Did I mention the wrong thing? Did I make him mad or something? He was a very intense man, and I couldn't read his intentions at the moment, and it was making me crazy. "You start tomorrow, don't be late," he said in his masculine voice. I hesitated a moment, staring at him before standing, trying to relax as I could feel how tense my shoulders and neck were. "Yes, Elijah, I won't let you down," I told him as I turned and made my way to the door.

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