Mating With An Alpha

Chapter Six

  Brent entered the alpha’s office, ready to give all his intel about the new wolf in town.

    “Spit it out, Brent! Is this new wolf a danger to this pack or not?”

    “No, I do not believe she is. Her story checks out. Alpha, this girl is incredibly special. She is beautiful, strong, and even has an innocence about her. There is something about her that intrigues me. So, with your permission, I would like to invite her to this weekend’s annual celebration, as my date.”

    “Absolutely not! She is a stranger, and for all, we know she has been acting like she does not know a damn thing about this when in reality, she is just trying to lure you in. I will not put my pack at risk for some wolf you just met.”

    “With all due respect, alpha, she has a name. Roxy. She is a new wolf, and it should be our duty to help her understand this side of herself.”

    Just as the conversation started to get heated, the door opened, and in walked Amara without so much as a knock. Amara walked straight over to the alpha and began slipping her tongue down his throat. She whispered in his ear something that Brent could not make out.

    “OUT!” The alpha screamed to Brent.

    Brent did not hesitate as he jumped up as quickly as he could before making his exit.

    Amara was the alpha’s lover. She desperately wanted to be his mate, but fate had different plans for both of them. Amara slowly undid every button on the long gray coat that she had worn to cover up the surprise that awaited her alpha. Just the sight of seeing her tease him made his d**k grow harder. As she undid the very last button, the coat flung open, revealing the sexy outfit underneath. It was a full see-through black bodysuit that hung to her every curve with black 7-inch stiletto heels with a fur strap around the ankle. Amara wore it proudly as she knew she had the perfect body to showcase how sexy it was intended to be. Amara wore black hair that fell right down over her large breast, the stiletto’s she wore showed off her long muscular legs that shined bright with the spray she used to make them glow. She had bright red lipstick that showcased her sexiest side and black eyeliner and eyeshadow to match the piece. Her mouth curved into a smile as she looked at how satisfied her alpha was. Amara turned around for him to see how equally sexy the back was. The alpha’s eyes went wide with full appreciation at the thong part of the piece that revealed her plump ass perfectly. Amara bent over in front of him, sitting in his chair to give him the full show of her goods. A loud clap landed on her plump ass, leaving it a nice pale red color.

Amara turned to face him as she straddled him in his chair. “You like?”

    “Yeah, I do, but it does not do much good since you will be out of it in just a minute.” He placed his warm lips to her neck while his hands gripped her ample breast. He then picked her up, putting her on her feet before removing the piece until it dropped down to her heels. She began to step out of the heels, but he stopped her. “No, leave them on.”

    Once she was fully naked, he took a step back to appreciate her delectable body. After a second, he picked her up and slammed her onto his wooden desk. He quickly unzipped his pants then pulled them down along with his boxers until they sat at his feet. He wasted no time as he slammed into her hard, making her let out a loud scream. He did not care who heard. She only cared about losing herself with him inside her. He grabbed each side of the desk as he pushed himself deeper inside of her. His arm wrapped around her waist, flipping her body over until she was laying with her stomach flat on the desk and her ass in the air. He entered her once again. Sweat began dripping down his body as he picked up his movements. This was what he enjoyed more than anything. s*x. It was his getaway from all the problems he dealt with day in and day out. s*x was the only thing that kept him sane.

    “Alpha…I am going to c*m. Faster!”

    As the word alpha rolled over her tongue, it almost made him combust right then. He obeyed her command and began f*****g her harder and faster, going deeper with every thrust of his hips. She began to quiver as she let go and crashed around him. Her o****m coursing over his d**k made him follow. He thrust into her one last time before he found his own release, moaning her name loudly.

Amara stood up quickly, feeling their mixed pleasure run down her leg. She smiled to herself. Her pleasure was making sure her alpha was satisfied. They both dressed swiftly, not saying anything else to each other as he ushered her out the door.

    After a few minutes, Brent was back at his door. He was not going to give up so easily on letting Roxy join them this weekend, and he knew with his alpha in a better mood, he had a better chance of getting a different response this time.

    “Come in.”

    Brent walked into the office feeling a little uncomfortable as he eyed the scattered papers filling the floor. “Um…”

    “What do you want now, Brent?”

    “I was hoping to change your mind about Roxy. There has not been one thing I have asked of you before, but I really would like to bring her with me. I will keep a close eye on her to make sure she does not cause any trouble.”

    He looked up at Brent, seeing the supplicating within his eyes. “Fine, but the first sign of trouble, and she will have me to deal with. You get one shot, Brent. Do not f**k this up! Understand?”

    “Yes, alpha, I will not let you down.” Brent could not help the excitement that filled his voice.

Brent jetted off into the woods, shifting into wolf form as he darted straight for Roxy’s home.

**

    “Hey, mom, I am going to go out on the porch and swing for a bit if you need me.”

    “Honey, it is kind of late. You do not want to go to bed?”

    “Can't sleep. Sometimes when I swing, it helps.”

    “Alright, dear. Make sure to lock the door when you are done."

    Roxy opened the screen porch and walked toward the wooden swing before plopping down on it. She enjoyed coming out here and listening to the crickets chirp in the distance, to feel the spring breeze on her face, and to listen to metal springs from the swing rub together, causing it to creak while she swung.

    “Hey, watcha doing?”

    She snapped her head up at the sound of Brent’s voice. “What are you doing here, Brent? It is late.”

    “Says the girl swinging on her front porch in the middle of the night.”

    “It is calming.” 

    He walked up the two small steps and began walking toward her. “Move over.” He said to her as he took a seat next to her. “I am here to ask if you would be my date for our annual celebration this year.”

    Roxy flung her head right, looking into his soft eyes. “Why me?”

    “Well, why not?”

    “There must be a million other she-wolves lining up to be your date.”

    “Not interested in them, only you. I also figured it would be nice for you to learn more about how our pack operates.”

    “Your alpha agreed to this?” Roxy questioned him skeptically.

    “Not at first but with a little persuasion, he said yes. He just said you must be on your best behavior, and if you stepped out of line, even once, you would have him to deal with.”

    “Brent, that is sweet of you, but I do not think it is a good idea. I do not feel comfortable walking into a house filled with other wolves that will be eyeing me suspiciously all night. Not to mention what will happen if one of them gets angry about me being there.”

    Brent shifted his body, so he was facing her. “Roxy, I cannot exactly explain this, but I feel somewhat protective of you. So, no one will be messing with you, or they will have me breathing down their necks. The party is this weekend, and it would make me incredibly happy if you would accompany me. Please, do not make me beg. I am not good at it.”

    “I am so going to regret this…okay, fine. What time should I be ready?”

    “Awesome! The party is in three days, and it starts at nine, so I will pick you up at eight-thirty. Wear a dress. This is a formal party."

    “I do not do formal, Brent.”

    “Well, you are just going to have to suck it up if you wish to be my date. I will have the perfect dress waiting on your doorstep the morning of.”

    Roxy rolled her eyes at the notion. She hated when others did things for her. It made her feel cheap.

    “You are so damn cute when you act all irritated.” Brent brought his hand to her cheek, igniting a desire built up inside her. He closed his eyes as he began to smell her sweet scent. “You have really got to control that. You have no how idea how badly I want you right now.”

    Roxy unintentionally bit her lip. Brent could stand it no more. He cupped her face and brought it close to his. Their lips were only inches from touching. They could feel each other’s breath seeping onto the other's mouth.

    No matter how much Roxy thought she wanted this, she could not allow it to happen. She needed to take things at her own pace. Boys were trouble, and she was not ready to get mixed in with one. She reluctantly pulled away from his grasp. “I am sorry. I can’t do this.”

    Brent, suddenly now disappointed. It was not his intention to come here and pry on her, but in her presence, he could not control his actions. “I understand. Anyway, I am going to go, but I will be here to pick you up at eight-thirty. Do not forget.” He brought her hand up to his lips, brushing them softly against her tender skin. He forced himself away from her and took off in the same direction he came from only moments ago.