Slave to the Alpha

Chapter 2

*Jayson's pov*

I was sitting down with my Beta Neil and my Gamma Cole for our morning breakfast. I had decided to skip training this morning and have some fun with that little house omega, Ciara. Her mother had sold her to my family a year before she died to pay for more booze to forget that pathetic mate of hers. I still had the smell of Ciara embedded into my brain, the taste of her delicious juices.

Her birthday was in a few days, and her contract states that when she finds her mate and he accepts her only then would she be released from her role as house omega or as we like to call her my personal slave. I couldn't let that happen, I needed to find a way to keep her here forever.

Neil sniffs the air, he gives me a sideways glance "Did you guys smell Ciara when she was serving our breakfast?" Neil asked the group of us. Looking between Cole and I, I could see he was getting impatient. "Well..." he asked again. "Yeah, I smelt her," Cole said, shoving a piece of bacon into his mouth. "Jay?" Neil asked me. I swallowed the mouth full of orange juice I had been sipping away at. "What's your point Neil, we all smelt her," I said nonchalantly "What are we gonna do about it?" Neil asked me, always thinking with the head in his pants. This time though, I liked where he was going. If we could make her undesirable then when she met her mate, he would reject her leaving her our personal play toy.

My thoughts were clouded with images of my hand wrapped around Ciara's neck, my body pressed up against hers. I admit, I was never really attracted to her, but with every she-wolf in the pack throwing themselves at me since I turned eighteen I had the pick of the litter, not that it mattered, I knew with my status all the pack floozies would flock to me. Let's just say ‘very experienced’ in the world of se*ual favours was an understatement. So to find out Ciara was still a virgin, ugh! it made my pants twitch all over again. Neil was talking but I had no idea what he was saying. I was picturing being up to my hilt in Ciara's sweet little womanhood.

"Jay! Earth to Jayson, man are you even listening to me?" Neil practically yelled at me. I cleared my thoughts of the nasty things I planned to do to Ciara's body and turned to my beta. "Sorry Neil, must have been lost in my own thoughts for a while, what were you saying?" I replied to him, rolling my eyes at his tone of voice. Neil looked at me suspiciously but didn't press the matter any further. "I said, we should find a way to make sure Ciara never leaves. If she's undesirable by her mate, maybe we can convince him to reject her and that way she's forced to remain here as your omega slave," he repeated, the wheels already turning in my head.

"You're absolutely right Neil," I replied with a sinister look crossing my face. Cole seemed oblivious to the conversation taking place right in front of him as he stuffed his face with the feast Ciara had cooked for us this morning. I turned my body away from him, focusing my attention on Neil. "I can't believe how good she smelled, man." I sighed, the smell of Ciara's arousal would stay with me the rest of the day. Her smaller frame pressed against my muscular one in the kitchen. Me, asserting my dominance over her, it's good for her to know her place. Hopefully, soon that place would be underneath me.

We finished up our breakfast, Neil and Cole headed out to do whatever they planned for the day, I had other plans. There was pack work and paperwork I had pushed off for far too long already, and frankly, I wanted it off my desk. Finishing up my breakfast, I walked my dishes into the kitchen, depositing them into the sink. I planned to lock myself away in my office for the next few hours so I could focus. "Neil, Only link me if it's an emergency ya?" I said to my Beta. He saluted me like the smartass he was. I rolled my eyes as I left the kitchen, my personal office was on the top floor of the packhouse, designated as the Alpha's floor. Below that is the Gamma and Beta's floor, then the guest floor and finally the main floor which housed the living room, rec room, kitchen, dining room and a few different sized offices. I climbed the stairs knowing I had to walk by Ciara's room. It was more like a closet than a room, but it was big enough for a small bed.

I knew she would be in there, locking herself away from me. That was fine, she had to come out sometime. While we had a full staff of omega's to cook and clean the packhouse. Ciara was charged with the responsibility of taking care of me and my ranked members. She did everything for us from cooking to cleaning and laundry, maybe soon she'd do much more.

When I reached the top floor, I took a moment to stand out in front of Ciara's door. I inhaled deeply, still smelling her faint scent. My pants hardened and twitched again. I thought about busting down the door, taking hold of her hair and making those lush lips take every inch of me. Instead, I carried on down to the end of the hall where my office was located. I pulled out a set of keys and unlocked the door.

Switching on my office light, I made my way across the hard oak flooring to where my desk was on the opposite side of the room. I pulled out my chair, flopping down on it and sighed. I had to get my mind off Ciara's tight little body, and the smell of her undeniable arousal off my mind. I powered up my computer, preparing myself for the next few hours of boring adult responsibility. Running a pack definitely had its perks, but also a lot more work was needed from me than I would like.

I had been at it for what seemed like an eternity, I checked my watch and it had been a solid two hours. I was starting to get peckish, I knew Ciara always bought the best foods, and I could easily grab a couple of things and bring them back up here while I continue to drown in paperwork, maybe by dinner time I would be finished. I stretched, pushing my chair out from the desk. Standing up, I made my way across the room until I open the door, but just as I walk through it, I hear the sound of another door opening down the hall. I knew instantly Ciara was coming out of her room too. I was quicker than her, I closed the space between us, nearly standing in front of her, I cleared my throat.

Ciara was slightly startled by my presence. She kept her eyes downcast, not meeting mine. I couldn't help but stare. Ciara was a beautiful she-wolf, there was no way around it. It was hard to believe that her parents were both ranked as omega. They are not normally known for being lookers, more homely and plain-looking folks. Ciara, she was different. She had long wavy dark chocolate brown hair that flowed freely around her face, framing it beautifully. She had the deepest blue eyes, like the sea during a stormy night and lush full pink lips.

She was a lot smaller in structure compared to myself. Well, I planned to go get a snack, and while I didn't plan for Ciara to be that snack, she would definitely do nicely.

"Look at me Ciara '' I commanded knowing that she couldn't refuse, even if she wanted to. I was her Alpha and basically her owner. Ciara looked up from underneath her thick, long brown eyelashes, her eyes looked so innocent, I couldn’t wait for them to react to what I was about to do. "Where are you going, Ciara?" I asked her, taking another half step closer to her. "I was going outside, for a jog, '' Ciara replied. I took a moment to look over her body, she had changed since this morning her tight ripped jeans were replaced with the pair of white cotton shorts she currently had on. I raked my eyes from those toned, porcelain legs, up her naked midriff, focusing again on her beautifully proportioned chest. She had on a tight-fitting sports bra that pushed her breasts together, so they did not bounce around when she ran.

Ciara didn't have big breasts, I would say they looked to be a perfect handful though. I licked my lips at the sight of her half-naked body, finding it hard to take my eyes off of her. Ciara took a step back, her back now almost pressed up against her bedroom's door. I could see her breathing was getting shallower, her chest raised and fell more rapidly. "Uh, Alpha Jayson, is there something you needed?" Ciara asked me innocently. I took one last glance over her body, running my hands together. I took a few more normal-sized steps closing the gap more. I realized I could do whatever I wanted to her body.

I already had a brief taste of her earlier this morning, but I wanted the real deal. I stopped touching her stomach, instead, I grabbed both her arms and pinned them above her head with force. At this moment Ciara was my play toy, and I was never a gentle child growing up. "what are you doing?" Ciara stumbled to get out, her breathing completely shallow by this point. "Let's just say, I'm blowing off steam," I replied into her skin.

I shifted her wrists so that I was holding them in one hand. I brushed the strands of hair off Ciara's face and went back to exploring the soft skin of her neck. I lightly nipped at her neck, and she gasped, I could smell her now, she was enjoying this. She liked being my little toy, I thought to myself as my hand roamed over her perky mounds. "I think we should let them out," I said, pulling on the bottom hem, lifting it up so that the bottom of her breasts were exposed. I stopped just shy of her areola, I needed to tease her just like she teased me by wearing such a skimpy outfit. I lifted the bra higher, freeing her n*ples. The soft pink nubs we're completely hard and erected. The areola's had pebbled on her skin. I bent down, still holding her arms above her head and traced around the pebbled skin with my tongue. She sucked in a breath as soon as I made contact, the smell wafting up from between her legs in waves like heaven.

I made my way over her n*ple until I had her small erect bud in my mouth. I bit down gently at first, increasing the pressure until Ciara moaned for me. Pleased with myself, I continued to apply the pressure, and with my free hand roamed her body. I pulled her arms up a bit, making her stand on her tiptoes to keep her balance. Things were progressing nicely, I could smell Ciara's arousal, I pressed my hand down the front of her very short shorts, cupping her mound in my hand so that my middle finger was resting on the opening of her slit. I started to rub my hand back and forth, creating friction that I knew would get her juices flowing. I used my middle finger to part her lower lips, which were sleek and wet already. I spent time travelling up and down her folds making sure my finger was covered in sweet sticky nectar.

Ciara was thrashing against me, my hand still pinning hers to the door, it was time. I trace my finger up the length of her slit, stopping just below her nub. Lust burning in my eyes, I started to rub circles around it. Ciara pulled against me, so I tightened my grip on her wrists and clamped my fingers down on her bud. "Ahhh!" she screamed as I laid down the pressure on the bud, her blood must be flowing down there in waves. I could sense she was getting wetter. This was perfect.

My plan wasn't to have my way with Ciara tonight, but that plan has seemingly changed since getting my hands on her delicious body. I rubbed her bud furiously, I could sense she was getting close to climaxing, I picked up my pace and within minutes she was coming completely undone. Her head was thrashing back and forth, pinned between her arms which were trapped above her head. "Be a good girl and let go Ciara" I said to her, her body began twitching as her impending release grew. "Argh!" she screams as the juices ran down her legs soaking her shorts and underpants in the process.

I withdrew my fingers from her warm folds and brought them to my mouth. I looked her directly in the eye as I licked and sucked her juices off my finger. "Mmm, I think I need more than just a taste," I said after withdrawing my finger from my mouth. I said I was determined to leave her standing in a puddle of her own juices, soaking the carpeted floor we were standing on. I grabbed a hold of her shorts, and pulled them down, leaving her more exposed. Her shorts fell to her ankles, I traced the lines of her off-white underwear before hooking my fingers in the hem and yanking them down, letting them fall to the floor.

"Step out," I instructed her. Ciara quickly sidestepped out of the little clothing heap. I bent down picking up her underwear. I had an idea, I would bind her arms behind her back using these, that way both my hands would be free to torment her delicious body. I pulled her forward slightly, moving her arms behind her back and tightly securing them in place. Moving back around to her front I crouched down, keeping my eyes focused on hers as I moved closer to her body. Inches away, I lightly breathed on her soaking wet lips. I used my fingers to part them, giving me a front-row view to the inside of her soft pink lips.

I knew I needed to taste her, I pressed my face against her soaking mound fixating on the sensitive little bud, I flicked my tongue over her bud, and it was like the air was sucked from her lungs. I continued to slowly trace circles around her nub as her breath hitched in her chest. As I focused my mouth around her bud, creating a suctioning effect. I brought my hand up to her slit, I began toying with her lips as I listened to her pant like a dog in heat.

Ciara's body tried to move backward, I took one of my hands and wrapped it around her waist grabbing hold of her tight behind to stabilize her. It didn't take long for those sweet juices to start flowing freely, I began lapping that sweet nectar up. I found her opening, the sweet spot that has never been defiled by another person before. I toyed with the opening, pressing just the tip of my finger against it. I watched as Ciara's eyes widened, I stopped sucking on her clit briefly. I knew the next part was going to cause her to scream, and I wanted to hear it clearly. I stood up straight, keeping my finger on her opening, toying with it. I placed my forehead against hers, and without warning I slowly began to press my finger inside her warm walls, breaking the barrier.

Ciara tried her best to not scream, her breathing was shallow and you could see it in her eyes, this was hurting her, but I didn't care. I pressed my finger all the way inside of her, she felt tight and warm just how I expected her to feel. Tears silently fell down Ciara's face, I started to move my finger around, stretching her womanly folds and trying to find that special spot, the one that will have her coming undone. I flicked my finger around inside her and she gasped. I knew I had found the right spot.

I withdrew my finger a little and her body shivered, the tears still flowing down her face. I slowly inserted my finger again pushing it a little harder into her. A sob escaped her lips, and a grin grew on my face. I quicken my pace, still only using the one finger which was now coated in her precious juices. Ciara was panting again, I could feel that it was still hurting her physically, but her body seemed to be adjusting so I kept going. Before long Ciara was moaning loudly, I felt a sense of pride being able to make her body contort in this way. She arched her back, my forehead was still pressed against her as I invaded her personal space.

My d*ck was so hard, I couldn't wait to feel these tight little muscles clench around it. I needed to pace myself or I would take her right here pressed up against the door. While the idea of pressing her tight little body against the door appealed to me, I would much rather see her on all fours, panting and moaning, giving me access to all her glorious holes. I decided it was time, this time when I slipped my finger out of her, I replaced it with a second. Stretching her out even more. Her muscles tightened around my fingers begging them to stay in one place. I kept my eyes fixed on her, even though I knew she was getting close, I wanted to see the look on her face when she came.

A few more solid strokes of my fingers had Ciara coming undone. The tears had stopped falling from her face, and the moans that were escaping her lips just drove me further. "Tell me when you release Ciara" I commanded her, thrusting my fingers into her, hard. I hit her G-spot at full force, making her scream out "I'm c*mming!" Pleased with myself, I quickly withdrew my fingers from her insides as Ciara began taking deeper breaths, returning the oxygen to her lungs.

I quickly put my hand on the doorknob, a glint in my eye that could only scream that I needed release. I opened the door, letting Ciara gently fall back into her tiny bedroom. "Alpha, what are you doing?" Ciara boldly stated. I stepped into her room, closing the door behind me. "Sit on your bed Ciara, I have a treat for you," I said watching Ciara do as she was told. This was going to be fun.