One Night Mate

Chapter Five

Alpha Ivan’s POV 

I watch as she shuffles back towards the table with a mischievous grin etched across her face. 

In her hands she holds two extremely bright cocktails, complete with sparkly straws and little colourful umbrellas. 

She places them down on the table and I stare at them for a moment before raising an eyebrow in her direction. 

“I ain’t drinking that in public.” I snort, tossing a shot of tequila back as she drops down into the seat beside me. 

“Hey, listen! I bought this for you, so you will drink it!!” she protests, sliding the luminous pink concoction closer to me. 

“So you f*****g should have. It’s the first round of drinks you have bought all night.” I shoot back, as she rolls her eyes. 

I watch as she lifts the straw from her drink, sucking on the end of it gently. I tear my eyes away to pluck the little umbrella out of my glass and discard it on the table. 

“Well… some of us aren’t big rich Alphas with money to burn! So therefore, you’ll drink your Cupid’s Kiss and I don’t want to hear a damn word against it.” she grins as she replaces her straw and gets stuck in. 

“Cupid‘s kiss? Don’t you think we have enough going on without bringing Cupid into the equation?” I say, only half joking. 

“Ha! True!” she replies shaking her head. 

I pick up the drink and take a gulp. My taste buds are met with an instant taste of sweet strawberries before the burning sensation of alcohol follows straight after. 

I have to admit that it’s satisfying. 

She studies my reaction closely. 

“See, I knew you’d like it!!” 

I shake my head in denial. 

“I don’t like it but it packs a punch, I’ll give you that.” I admit honestly. 

“Ahh you see, it looks cute and unassuming but it’s lethal.” she explains, plucking out the little umbrella and tucking it in her hair jokingly.

“Hmm, that sounds a bit like someone I know.” I observe, as the smile fades from her face. 

“Don’t do that…” she says adamantly. 

“Don’t do what?” I reply nonchalantly, shrugging my shoulders. 

“Flirt. That was a flirty comment… we agreed!” she answers, looking at me sternly. 

“You started it! You flirted with me about half an hour ago and I didn’t f*****g cause a scene over it!” I argue in return. 

“No I did not!! When? What did I do!?” she asks, narrowing her eyes at me. 

“You touched my leg under the table!” I reply in jest. 

“What?!! I told you that was an accident!” she snorts in reply. 

“So you say.” I answer, taking another large gulp of the fruity drink. 

I can feel my head beginning to get fuzzy, it takes a lot to get me drunk but I’d say I’m well on my way now. 

What’s surprising is how she has managed to keep up with me, almost matching me drink for drink. 

“Well anyway, like I said, flirting is dangerous territory… but I have to admit, I’m a little shocked that you actually know how to flirt.” she says, shrugging her shoulders and laughing slightly at her own joke. 

I furrow my brows. 

“It’s just… you’re so cold and I don’t know… distant, that it’s just surprising…” she concludes. 

“I might not want a wife, but I still have needs. I do just fine with women.” I reply with arrogance. 

Her eyes widen slightly at my response. 

I’m not going to lie to the woman after all, it’s not like I’m trying to impress her. 

“Hmmm, I see. Good to know.” 

She gulps slightly before looking away towards the crowded dance floor. 

“So tell me why you don’t want a true mate anyway.” I say to her, raising an eyebrow. 

She sighs and shakes her head. 

“I just don’t understand it if I’m honest. If and when I fall in love, I want it to be for my own reasons. Not some damn bond that plays with your emotions and pulls you in directions that you have no intention of going in.” she waves her hand up and down over my body. 

“Charming…” I answer, with a scowl. 

“And what about you?” she asks, looking at me with intrigue. 

I take a moment to think. There are so many f*****g reasons. All of them too heavy to reveal to a woman that I’ve known for less than a day. 

“I just want my freedom.” I reply simply, skipping past the other thoughts that cloud my mind. 

“That doesn’t surprise me. You don’t seem like the type to conform to a normal relationship.” 

“Neither do you.” I shoot back. 

Another smile spreads across her face. 

“Touché, again… I have to say, I hate it when you do that.” 

“What? Point out when you are being a massive hypocrite.” I say, swallowing the rest of the lethal pink liquid. 

She scowls at me. 

“Wow you have a way with words… you are a real gentleman.” she snaps back sarcastically. 

“I don’t claim to be a gentleman. I know who I am… and I’m alright with it.” 

She nods her head and I watch as she takes another drink. 

A small droplet of liquid drops from the glass and I can’t help but watch as it lands on her chest, disappearing between her pert breasts. 

“You know what? That’s one thing I can respect about you. I can’t stand people who pretend to be something that they are not.” she states adamantly. 

“Exactly, If we all just spoke the truth then there would be no time wasting and f*****g around. I can’t be assed with bullshit and drama.” I say honestly. 

Her eyes examine me for a moment before she leans forward towards me. 

Her face is only a few inches from my own. Her eyes are looking into mine deeply. 

“So you always tell the complete truth?” she asks probingly, as though she’s reaching inside my damn soul. “Something tells me that’s not quite true… you have secrets…” she says slowly. “Things that no one knows, except you.” 

I look back at her challengingly and move a fraction closer, our lips so close that the space between us is filled with nothing but s****l tension and forbidden lust. 

“We all have our secrets.” I reply lowly. 

I can’t explain the connection between us. It makes me want to tear her clothes from her body and take her right here and now. It both excites me and annoys the f**k out of me. 

I don’t like being told what to do or how to feel. Even if it is by the damn Moon Goddess herself. 

It seems she feels the same way, as she is the first to pull away. 

“Wow… that bond is crazy, huh? I mean, I don’t even like you, so why do I want to jump your bones?” she says in partial disgust. 

“I don’t like you either. You’re nothing special love.” I say, eyeing her up and down. 

She makes a face at me and indicates to the barman to hit us with another round of shots. 

“Take it I’m paying?” I ask, pulling out my wallet. 

“Absolutely! It’s your fault we are in this mess anyway!” 

I roll my eyes. 

“Oh yeah? In what way is this my doing?” 

“Ha! Well, you showed up at MY place of work, came to MY local club and let’s not forget how you approached ME on the dance floor!” she says triumphantly. 

I scowl and shake my head. 

“I wouldn’t have done any of that if I’d have known… and I came to dance with you because I thought you would be a good f**k for the night.” I say with brutal honesty. 

She seems taken aback for a moment at my sheer bluntness, but she doesn’t say anything. 

The barman lays down another round of eight shots and I pass him a note. 

“Keep the change.” I say, as I lift the first one and sink it quickly. 

“I am you know.” she states matter of factly,  finally breaking the silence. 

I look at her in confusion as she tosses a shot back. 

“You are what?” 

“A good fuck.” she answers back straight without hesitation or embarrassment. 

My c**k twitches inadvertently in response to her confidence. 

“In fact…” she whispers quietly in my ear. “I would change your life… Alpha.”

Shit. I’m in trouble now. 

I grunt to clear my throat and look away for a brief moment to break eye contact. If I don’t, I’m not so sure what I’ll do next. 

“But I guess you will never know.” she teases, with a smirk. 

She looks pretty pleased with herself. As though she has just extracted her own revenge for my vulgarity and rudeness a couple of seconds ago. 

“You know what they say about s*x with a true mate, don’t you?” I ask her, tightening my jaw slightly in an effort to keep control. 

“Ahh, yes of course I do. They say it’s the best you’ll ever have… and that nothing can possibly compare to the pleasure of taking your own mate as yours.” she replies, her eyes studying my tense body. 

“Do you believe it?” I ask her slowly, leaning in closer. 

“I think so.” she whispers in reply, her body quivering slightly as I brush up against her. 

“Would it be… so terrible to find out?” I ask curiously, raising an eyebrow as I reach my hand up to brush her hair from her silky shoulder. 

It cascades down her back and she swallows carefully as her deep chocolate eyes follow my hand and then look back into mine. 

“I don’t think so. Not if it’s purely a one night thing…” 

“One night… one night with your true mate.” I say slowly, my eyes beginning to wander over her, my body beginning to give in to the lustful feelings and thoughts that I’ve somehow managed to keep at bay so far. 

She nods her head, before resting her hand on my thigh under the table. 

Shit, that’s it. 

The small act has me ready to break in an instant. 

“Come on. We’re leaving.” I say decidedly, jumping up from the table and grabbing her hand. 

I ignore the sparks that travel up my arm, my adrenaline is rising with each passing second and I know that I need to get her out of here. 

“My jacket…” she says, as she points over towards the table with the other instructors. 

I see the guy from earlier standing up and furrowing his brows as he watches us. 

“Leave it.” I reply simply, opening the door for her to walk out into the street. 

It’s near closing time at the club, so it’s busy with drunk people all waiting around for cabs to get them home. 

One pulls up at the sidewalk and I walk towards it quickly, grabbing hold of the human man who is about to sit his ass down inside. 

“f**k off.” I say, grabbing him by the collar and guiding him back onto the sidewalk roughly. 

“Hey man! What’s your problem? This one is mine!!” he screeches angrily, as I gesture for her to get in the back seat of the cab first. 

“Sorry!” she calls out to the human apologetically but I don’t even spare him a glance. 

I’m not trying to be a d**k but I’m starting to lose control of myself and I need to get back to the academy right now. 

“So that was really rude.” 

Despite her words, I don’t miss how she bites the edge of her bottom lip or the way that she presses her thighs together. 

She’s just as turned on as me and we both know it. 

It’s just as well the journey is short. 

Neither of us say word… probably because we both know how f*****g stupid this plan really is. 

I toss some cash at the driver and open the door, snatching her small hand in mine once again. 

He head for the door of the large building and she pulls out a key to get us past the security door. 

We start down the long, quiet corridor and I swear it’s only mere seconds before we break into a brisk jog towards the elevators. 

I press the button and we both watch as the doors, open in front of us. 

“Floor?” I ask plainly. 

“Three.” she replies almost breathlessly. 

The doors close. 

We look at each other and just like that our resolve snaps simultaneously. 

We launch at each other like magnets that can no longer withstand the pulling force. 

My arm snakes around her waist, pulling her into my body tightly as my mouth devours hers like I’m a crazed f*****g animal. 

She grabs hold of me with the same intensity, griping her arms around my neck and running one of her hands onto my hair which she grabs  forcefully. 

I back her into the wall, pressing my body against hers as she writhes against me, pushing her breasts into my chest eagerly. 

“s**t!” she whispers quietly, pulling her lips from mine reluctantly. 

I lift my hand to grip her chin, directing her lips back to mine as I kiss her passionately once again. 

“Stop, stop!” she says urgently, causing me to freeze and pull back from her. 

She nods her head up to the camera positioned in the corner of the elevator. 

I look towards it and wave before looking back at her face which is contorted in horror. 

The look on her face immediately makes me laugh and she slaps my arm with a smile. 

“Ahh so this is what it takes to get a smile from you?” she says, as the doors open abruptly in front of us. 

“Not exactly.” I say, pulling her out of the elevator, then waiting for her show me to her room. 

She pulls out her keys and fiddles with them in a hurry. 

“Come on!” I say to her as she f***s around with them. 

“I’m trying! Shut up you asshole!” she retorts, finally getting the right one and unlocking the door quickly. 

She opens it and we bundle inside.

She tosses the keys down to the ground and I launch myself at her once again, throwing her up against the wall. 

She bumps into a shelf on the way and a vase slips down to the floor, smashing to smithereens beside us but neither of us stops long enough to take notice. 

“Oh my Goddess!” she calls out as I kiss down her neck, my hands immediately exploring her large round breasts hungrily. 

She hops up onto my body, wrapping her legs around me and I grip her thighs as I push her harder into the wall. 

My c**k is straining against my jeans and it presses into her, causing her to grind against me demandingly. 

I pull at her dress, sliding it up to grab her ass roughly. It’s so f*****g perfect, it’s unreal. 

She holds me in place as I kiss her neck passionately, she throws her head to the side in delight as I turn my attention to the upper portion of her dress, pulling it down to reveal her bare breasts underneath. 

I admire them for a mere second before I take her n****e in my mouth, swirling my tongue around it and pushing her further into a frenzy. 

“The table!!” she demands loudly. 

“What?” I ask, between pants. 

“Take me to the f*****g table!” 

I follow her orders, carrying her across the room and practically throwing her down. 

Shit begins to fall to the ground in all directions and I force her back to lie down against the hard wood. 

Papers scatter on the floor, a glass of wine drops off the edge, to cause another loud bang, but I don’t give a s**t. 

My mind and body are focused on one mission only. 

Taking her. 

Taking my mate. 

I tower over her, looking down at her almost fully exposed body. 

Only her panties stand in the way of what I really want. 

I grab at the small piece of lace material, tearing it from her body in one swoop. 

“Ahh s**t!” she yells in surprise but her eyes light up with lustful desire. Instantly, she reaches up and pulls my neck down towards her. 

Our lips collide again and I take a moment to fall deeper into the kiss before I slide my hand down between her thighs. 

She’s soaking wet. 

The feeling has me excited beyond belief. 

I push my finger inside, before pulling it out to run it over her clit. 

Her eyes roll back as I get to work and I can’t help but watch her reaction with awe. 

When we touch, the sparks are intense. 

Imagining the pleasure that this brings her has me completely hooked. 

Her spine tingling moans fill the quiet room and I keep going. Addicted to the sound of her voice. 

“I can’t take it anymore!” she bursts out between pants. 

I unbutton my jeans and push them down enough to set my throbbing c**k free. 

Her eyes look up into mine desperately as I thrust into her powerfully. 

She lets out a euphoric scream and I grunt in complete and utter satisfaction. 

“f**k!” I exclaim as I begin to pound inside of incredible p***y. 

Pangs of pleasure ripple through my body like bolts of powerful electricity. I’ve never felt anything like this before. 

Nothing. 

I look into her eyes and for some reason I just know that she is thinking the same thing. 

If one night only is the agreement, then it’s only fair to make it last. 

I lean back, grabbing her hips as I thrust into her over and over again. 

The table scrapes against the wooden floor beneath in protest of our rampant s*x but I don’t give a s**t. 

I watch as her large breasts bounce with each thrust…I watch as her hands reach up behind her head to grip the table edge…I watch as her eyes close and her eyebrows crease. 

Every detail… I’m f*****g entranced. 

I could finish any minute now. 

The truth is, I’ve been ready since the first f*****g thrust inside her body but I’m not going to let go just yet. 

Not until I’ve coaxed every ounce of pleasure from her. 

I lean forward to kiss her and her arms wrap around my neck. 

I stand up, lifting her up with me, holding her thighs in place as she looks into my eyes. 

“Bedroom?” I ask breathlessly.

She nods her head behind me and I begin to walk backwards, kissing her slowly as we go. 

Her lips leave mine as the back of my legs connect with her bed. 

I sit down on the edge and lie back. 

She is positioned on top of me, the moonlight streaming in the window highlighting her beauty where she sits. 

“What’s your name?” I ask her quietly. 

The words leaving my lips before I have time to stop them. 

“Do you care?” she asks, as she slowly begins to buck her hips rhythmically. 

I smirk at her as we look into each other’s eyes. 

“Do me a favour… only ask me my name when you care to know it.” she says softly, leaning down to kiss my lips. 

She begins to bounce against me with more vigour and I guide her hips against me in a delicious rhythm that has me ready to explode. 

She goes first, letting out a loud extended moan as she reaches her peak. 

I pat her ass and she climbs off of me in a daze, before gripping my c**k and running her hand up and down firmly. 

It’s all I need to reach my end. 

I close my eyes and lose myself for a minute in the intense feeling. 

She flops down next to me on the bed. 

Both of us sweaty and exhausted. 

“So I guess…what they say… is all true.” she says between deep breaths. 

“Yes it is.” I say quietly. “It’s all true.” 

I turn my head to the side and look into her brown eyes.