Alpha's Fallen Angel

I reach Alpha Roman’s office and take a deep breath before I knock on the door. I wait to hear him say something, and I get a little annoyed when he doesn’t. He’s the one who told me to Goddess damn meet him here! Beta Aston could have easily given me my schedule. I’m pulled out of my overdramatic thoughts when he opens the door and stands before me. I take him in, damn this man, does he have to look good in everything he wears? I’m practically drooling at his muscles straining against his shirt when I realize I’ve probably been staring too long. I look up at him, but I see he’s doing the exact same thing to me. I only wear a Nike sports bra with high-waisted leggings, nothing special. Ok, that’s a lie; I chose to wear the least clothes possible to catch his attention. I’m a human, well, sort of, woman; what can I say?

“Come in,” he says, stepping aside and putting his hand on my back when I step in front of him. I thought he would lead me to the chair in front of his desk, but he brought me to his side and sat in his chair. I awkwardly look around, trying to decide if I should just stand here like a dork, sit on his desk, or maybe I could sit on his lap? That would be bold of me. Fuck it, he ate my pussy like he was a man starved last night; I obviously affect him in some way. Having made up my mind, I walk over to him and put an arm around his neck while I sit on his right leg, facing his desk. His arm immediately goes around my waist, and I revel in the sweet victory of getting what I wanted.

“I believe you have my training schedule?” I say nonchalantly, trying to act calm and unbothered.

“I do; you start training in half an hour. With me,” he responds, and I turn to look at him.

“This feels like special treatment, Alpha. Why waste your time training a beginner such as myself” he smirks at my sarcasm.

“I just need to see what my new pack member is capable of; I do this with any new warrior,” he teases.

“I call bullshit.”

“Hmm, maybe, but who are you to question your Alpha?” I roll my eyes at him and go to get up, but he pulls me back down, much to my surprise. I let out an ‘oomph’ as my back hits his hard chest. His one hand snakes around my waist while the other goes to my throat, not applying any pressure but showing my vulnerability. If he only knew how vulnerable I already was…

“Maybe I just want to get my hands on you, or maybe I want to make sure you have the best possible training. Would you complain about either of those things?“. He whispers into my ear before dipping his face down and kissing my marking spot. Despite the area feeling tainted, I instantly feel my pussy become soaked. He breathes in heavily, running his hand on my throat down to the waistband of my leggings.

“And when you come to me, barely wearing anything, how would you expect me to let you go onto the training grounds while another male has his hands all over you while you spar?”

Not willing to show him how much I’m melting, I make sure to throw some attitude into my following words.

“I would hardly be jealous of me sparing with my own brother. I think you have a sharing problem, Alpha. Were you an only child? I’ll spar or train with who I want” In an instant, he throws me onto his desk, bending me over it with his hand on the back of my neck. Fuck, if I was a person of sound mind, I would be horrified. Instead, I’m thrilled, and I poke the bear more.

“I’ll take that as a yes to being an only child.”

A strong ‘pak!’ sounds in the room while my ass cheek screams in protest. Did he just fucking spank me?

“It’ll take a lot more than that to shut me up.”

‘Pak! Pak! Pak’ ok, it might only take 4 total ass spanks to shut me up; my ass was on fire! Before I can open my mouth again, he grips the waistband of my leggings and pulls them down right to the middle of my thighs, leaving my ass bare to him, and I’m sure he can see my glistening pussy.

“You just don’t know when to shut your mouth, do you, Little Wolf?” he growls in my ear.

I probably come off as easy, but I don’t really care. I spread my legs a little wider, and he softly runs his hand down my ass and then lower. Goddess, please fuck me right here and put me out of my misery. He lets out a low growl when he feels how wet I am.

He pulls me up, turning me to face him before he lifts me by my hips onto his desk. I kick my pants off the rest of the way and lock my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me. His lips crash onto mine in a bruising kiss. As I kiss him back, I feel his tongue dance along my bottom lip, seeking entry. I grant it without a second thought.

He reaches down between us, and I feel him rub the tip of his dick through my wetness. I jolt, letting out a whimper when it grazes my clit. I lean back, supporting myself with my hands behind me to give him better access, and arch my hips forward.

Slowly, so slowly, he brings himself back down to my entrance. I’m panting, my chest heaving as he gently starts to ease himself into me. My hand goes to the nape of his neck as he rests his forehead against mine.

“Please,” I whimper

I feel his tether on control snap as he grabs my hips and pushes himself the rest of the way inside me. My breath hitches as my core adjusts to his size, and then he pulls out and thrusts back in. His hold on my hips tightened as I tilted my chin to kiss him. As he did the same thing, this time faster.

He picks up the pace; the only sounds in the room are my moans, muffled by his mouth as he slams into me. Light sparks dance across my entire body, and every nerve ending in my body is fully alive as he continues to pound into me, my body reacting to every stroke.

My legs start to shake as I feel my orgasm building up; I break the kiss and throw my head back as he brings his lips to my neck. When I feel his canines graze my marking spot, a jolt of pure electricity goes through my entire body. I dig my nails into his shoulder as an earth-shattering orgasm rips through me. Never have I ever felt so good in my life.

“Fuck!” he hisses as he slams into me, not easing up until I’ve ridden out my waves of ecstasy.

I feel him lift me off the desk before he sits down in his chair. He leans back, his hands returning to my hips as he guides me while I ride him until I find my rhythm.

Now, I bring my lips to his neck, where his mate mark will one day lie, and I feel my canines lengthen. To my surprise, it takes self-control I didn’t even know I possessed to not mark him. I bite lightly, not wanting to lose control, and mark him. He squeezes both of my hips, and I hear him groan just as my second orgasm hits, and my pussy takes his cock in a vice grip.

I feel his warm cum cover my insides as I ride out my own orgasm, still moving my hips and placing my hand on his shoulders until I can’t take it anymore and lift my hips.

I bury my face in his neck, wrapping my arms around it while I breathe heavily. Unable to think coherently as his muscular arms crush me to his chest.

“Amara…” My name sounds like Heaven rolling off his tongue.

“Roman,” I responded breathlessly, lifting my head from his neck to meet his gaze. I smirk at him.

“I win this one.”

“I think it’s safe to say we both won,” he says, narrowing his eyes at me.