Thirty Days With The Alpha

Chapter Five

Cleo POV:

After he left, I got out of the tub dry off, and get dressed the shirt he gave me fit like a nightgown and stop at the knees. The cotton is soft, and it smells like him; chocolate, cinnamon, and pine. Something about his scent turned me on. I kept sniffing the shirt. I even gave his scent a name” The Sensual Trinity”. I got into the bed; I felt my whole body sink into the mattress. An hour goes by and I am still up. I can’t believe I am in the softest bed I have ever been in and I can’t sleep. I got up and went to the kitchen to grab a drink. Jose usually makes me sleepy.

Since everyone seemed to be asleep, I don’t see any servants. I turn on some music and pour myself some shots of Jose. As I throw back shots my playlist plays “Freak Me”, by the group Silk. I start dancing and singing to myself and I can feel my body heat rise. I am jamming in the kitchen like this is my house.

Valenzano POV:

It took all my willpower to walk out of that bathroom. I wanted to get in with her and f**k her so hard the tub would break.

“Did you see how calm she was with us being in the room with her while she is naked?”, Vintage asked excitedly.

“Yes, her arousal had us about to lose control”, I said, not able to sleep knowing my mate was so close yet so far.

“We need some release”, he stated the obvious, my d**k is still hard.

After jerking off four times, we are still not satisfied. Vintage is restless and is clawing to get out. I put on some shorts to go for a run. Once I leave my room, I sniff the air and smell the scent of honey and mango. But this time her scent has an added smell of chili pepper and it's filling the hallway.

“She is a horny asshole…. that’s why there is an added scent”, Vintage says while jumping up and down like a she-wolf in heat.

We lost all our willpower and walked into her room; she wasn’t there.

“Where the f**k is, she”, I say to myself.

“She is obviously in the house somewhere”, why is my wolf such an asshole?

“Vintage I wasn’t talking you your ass”,I am getting frustrated with his behavior. We never bicker like this and we have been together for three hundred and nineteen years. Ever since we found our mate, he has been acting differently.

“You hear that?”, he asked

“Yup… it's music…and it is coming from the kitchen.”, I said, then ran to the kitchen.

“I am taking control”, he says and pushes me back.

Vintage POV:

As I walk to the kitchen, her scent hits me hard. It is suffocating the air. I see her with a drink in her hand singing along to the song that is playing. I leaned in the doorway with my arms folded over my chest, watching her every move. I watch as her ass wiggles under the t-shirt.

“She looks sexy in our t-shirt”, I am ready to rip it off her.

“Let me lick you up and down till you say stop”, she sings along with the song, and her arousal spikes. Without thinking, I walked to her and caged her in between my arms. As I press my hard d**k on her ass. She stopped dancing and cut the music off.

“I can do that if you wish”, I said, whispering in her ear.

Slowly she turns around and looks me up and down. I can hear her heart racing. I place my face in the crook of her neck where I will mark her and inhale her scent. I release a low growl just smelling her.

“Do what?’’, she asks nervously.

"Lick you up and down”, I say to her with a smirk.

Without thinking, I lift her up and place her on the counter with me snugged between her legs and start kissing and licking her.

Cleo POV:

I was so into singing, dancing, and drinking that I didn’t even notice him enter the kitchen. I thought I was alone until I felt something hard on my ass. For some reason, my body knew it was him. He spoke in a deep aggressive tone and said, “I can do that if you wish”. I turned around slowly, partially in shock because I have no idea how long has been here. I looked him up and down. His eyes are golden, I realize that I am not dealing with Valenzano but his WOLF.

“Do what?’’, I asked nervously.

He smirks and says, “lick you up and down”.

Before I can respond he lifts me up place me on the counter snugs between my legs and starts kissing and licking me. His tongue reaches my neck and I shiver. I grew wetter than I already was. Maybe I should let go and have some fun. His kiss became hard and possessive. I tried to push him a little so I could ask his name.

“Wh….Wha…..What's your name”, I asked out of breath. He stopped kissing me placed his forehead on mine. Than looked me in the eyes and said,” Vintage…but you can call me Alpha if you like Cleopatra”.

Oh, s**t, my body shivered and temptation rose at the sound of his dominant voice. The power rolling off him makes me want to open my legs wide.

“Mmmmm…Alpha”, I moaned as he nibbled on my neck. I felt him grin against my skin. I moved closer to him as he reached under the shirt and grabbed my breast. It felt good. I wanted more, I needed more. I had just met this man, I thought to myself, trying to put some sense in my head. But before I could come to a sensible reason, his fingers were between my wet folds.

“Mmmmm…your so wet”, he says as he plays with my clit like it’s a violin.

My body was getting hot, my common sense was gone, I moved my bottom half closer to him. Hinting to him that I want his fingers inside me. And he did just that, he slid one finger in me. As I got lost in the pleasure, he slid another finger into me. It’s been two long years since I had a man touch me, and I have never had one touch me the way he is doing right now. The pain was worth the pleasure that came after it.

“AHHHH….HARDER’’, lost in the pleasure, I was on the verge of begging for more.

While his fingers are still in me. He got me riding his fingers midair. He adds a third finger and my hold on him becomes tighter. I place my forehead on his and watch as his eyes flicker from golden to hazel green. My stomach starts to cringe, my p***y is throbbing, I feel my orgasm brewing. And he knows it, he knows I am on the edge. He looks at me like he and his human are giving each other a mental high-five.

“AHHHHHH….IMMA BOUT TO c*m’’, I scream the sensation is making me lose it. His fingers move in and out of me at superhuman speed. I was about to c*m, when we both heard a woman growl,” WHAT THE f**k!” He stopped, his back became tense as he turned around to face the woman who was standing there, while his fingers were still in me.

He huffed and gently placed me back on the counter. I felt horrible and she looked pissed. If I had to judge by her demeanor, she had to be his girlfriend. I felt so sick that I could get down from my sensual high. I jumped off the counter holding back tears of embarrassment and ran upstairs.

Vintage POV:

Kissing and licking her was the best feeling ever. Smelling her arousal is making my d**k harder.

“Control yourself’, Valenzano says.

” Because of me tonight we will be balls deep in her”, he says with a grin.

I slide one finger in her and, oh my Goddess, she is TIGHT. I knew she wasn’t a virgin, but I do wonder how long it has been since someone was inside her.

“AHHH…. HARDER,” she moans and screams.

I entered two more finders one at a time, then I grabbed her as tight with my other hand and lifted her up, so she is riding my fingers midair. Her wetness is flowing down my arm as I listen to her moan. Her walls are getting tighter and I know she is about to climax, and once she does, I am going to stick my d**k deep inside her.

“AHHHHHH…. IMMA BOUT TO c*m’’, she moans.

And that is my queue to go faster. She was about to come when we heard a growl coming from behind me. I turned around and saw f*****g AVAYA!

“WHAT THE f**k IS SHE DOING HERE!”, Valenzano yells, sounding pissed off.

“I DON’T f*****g KNOW THAT’S YOUR GIRLFRIEND”, I snapped back.

“EX f*****g GIRLFRIEND!”, he corrected me.

She is standing there trying to control Fina her wolf. I put Cleo down on the counter, she has a horrified look on her face. If I could read her mind, I can bet she thinks Avaya is my wife. She hops off the counter and runs upstairs.

“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE AVAYA?!”, I yelled, being one second away from killing her.

“I NEED TO TALK TO VALENZAN NOW VINTAGE!”, shedemandedd.

“DON’T f*****g TEST ME FINA”, I growled.

This b***h got some nerves screaming at me, she knows I don’t like her ass and I won’t hesitate to kill her. I gave Valenzano back control because of the way she is talking to me. I am going to snap her neck in pieces so he can deal with this b***h.

Valenzano POV:

Everything was going great. Vintage had her where we wanted her. She gave in completely. Then Avaya comes in and f**k it up. Vintage and I were so wrapped up in Cleo we didn’t smell nor hear Avaya come in the house.

“I believe Vintage asked you a question”, I say trying to control mine and Vintage's anger.+

I don’t harm women no one in my pack does. I just might make an exception for her since she is talking to my wolf-like he is not her Alpha. I don’t care how long our relationship was she doesn’t get to disrespect us.

“I came back to see if you came to your senses. But I find you in the kitchen FINGER f*****g SOME b***h”, Avaya says with anger.

"Who THE f**k does she think she’s talking to? Please let me kill this b***h”, Vintage demands.

“And what sense is that?”, ignoring Vintage and Avaya's last sentence.

“That I deserve to be your Luna”, he said staring at me.

“WHAT…. We have been through this already. My Luna have to be my mate!” What the hell is wrong with her. We had this talk already two weeks ago.

“THAT IS BULL…. I HAVE BEEN ACTING AS LUNA FOR THE LAST HUNDRED YEARS….RUNNING THIS f*****g PACK BY YOUR SIDE!”, she is pissed.

"YES, ACTING. YOU WERE NEVER MY MATE OR LUNA. AND WATCH YOUR f*****g TONE I AM STILL YOUR ALPHA”!", I yelled at her, trying to hold Vintage back from taking control and killing her.

“Just snap her neck already so we can get back to our mate”, Vintage says, trying to get control.

He has always hated Avaya and Fina and any other she-wolf because they were not oumateste. But he holds a special hatred for Avaya and Fina and now I am starting to see why. Vintage have always known that our mate was somewhere waiting for us to find her. I, on the other hand, didn’t want to wait and sought comfort elsewhere with many she-wolves. Avaya was another number in a very long list of she-wolves I have bedded.

But as I got older, I grew to like her. I might have even loved her at some point, so I kept her as a long-term companion. The pack treated her with the respect of a Luna. Because I kept her so long, Vintage thought I would choose her over our true mate. I never made her an official Luna or our chosen mate. One day she forgot her place and demanded that we make her our chosen mate and the pack Luna. Instead of killing her like Vintage wanted me to, I broke up with her and threw her out of the house. I guess she came back thinking Vintage and I changed our minds. I did love her, but when it comes to the topic of our mate and Luna, I can’t go against my wolf.

I huffed trying to ease my frustration and calm Vintage down and, say, “Nothing has changed. Our relationship is over. However, you are still a pack member and are welcome to stay on pack lands. But you are not allowed in my house without good reason.

“SO, YOU REPLACED ME WITH A f*****g HUMAN”, she snapped at me.

“GET THE f**k OUT NOW!”, I commanded her in my Alpha tone, pissed off at how she talked about my mate and her Luna. She whimpered and bowed, then left.