Desire for you - ALPHA ILAY

ILAY

It had been two weeks since Delilah had been wandering around our house. I hadn't met her for a long time and I was beginning to get the feeling that she didn't want to meet me either.

I had to scare her off, no question.

My condition didn't get any better and I had to listen to Achira's sermon every morning.

I was right here and now in the hottest club in Daemon-Heaven.

The music was so loud that you couldn't hear the other person talking.

It was my club and I was technically here every night, killing time.

That's what you get for living forever ... You have to know how to help yourself.

Even though I didn't think so at first, Achira was becoming more and more open with Delilah and if I didn't know any better, they had become really close.

There wasn't an evening when I didn't hear them whispering to each other. Occasionally they even laughed. I didn't really know what to make of it.

Achira had got permission from me last night to bring Delilah to Heavens tonight.

To be honest, I wasn't really pleased at first, but Achira practically forced me to let go.

I was sitting in the VIP area and had two women sitting on my lap, one on my left and one on my right. Heavens was full, the dance floor was almost overcrowded and there was a lot of drinking going on.

Both blondes who were on my lap made passes at me, kissing me again and again. One of them was blowing kisses along my neck, but my mind was elsewhere.

I had put on a black shirt and matching trousers. As always, I looked perfect. My mood never stopped me from dressing fashionably and grooming myself. Even if I was in a bad mood after the story with Catherine. That was probably the only month in my life when I had spent the whole day in a jogging suit.

The VIP area was on the upper floor, so I had a full view of the entrance area and the dance floor, and the next moment Achira appeared in the club with Delilah.

My mouth fell open when I saw Delilah. She was truly a beauty and looked stunning ...

Her long black hair was straightened and fell over her shoulders, her make-up was subtle and her smokey eyes brought out her blue eyes.

Her black dress had a plunging neckline and gave every man a glimpse of her full breasts. What's more, her dress wasn't really long. It barely reached over her bum.

Achira ...

She was already looking up at me and winking as she pulled Delilah onto the dance floor.

Wow, I was really surprised. Was that your plan, Achira, to draw me out of my reserves? I watched them both closely and realised that Delilah was quite stiff at first, but after a glass of alcohol she also loosened up and danced with Achira on the floor. While Achira disappeared with a guy, Delilah stayed on the dance floor and offered me a marvellous view.

I watched her dance to the music, her moves were elegant and my eyes weren't the only ones on her.

I watched a tall, well-built demon walk up to Delilah, grab her hand and turn her towards him.

Delilah looked at him in surprise and suddenly danced with him. He had put a hand on her bum. Apparently, Delilah knew how to seduce a man. She danced so close to him that any man would get horny at the sight.

Damn beast ...

The song "F*ck I love It" by Monet192 played and she danced to the beat.

Achira grinned at me from a distance and continued dancing with her lover.

When my eyes searched for Delilah again, she had disappeared from the dance floor. I frowned, because it had only been a few seconds since I had taken my eyes off her. I pushed both women off my lap and walked towards the balcony area. Where was Delilah? It couldn't be that she had just gone with this man?

I glanced around the area and spotted Delilah sitting alone on a bar stool.

That calmed me down again, because for a brief moment I seriously thought that she had disappeared with this guy.

I would have decapitated Achira and her if that had been the case. I ran down the stairs and stormed towards Delilah, who was drinking her cocktail with relish.

I raised my left eyebrow and watched her for a moment. She looked back towards the dance floor and as her gaze continued to wander around, it finally stopped on me.

What I saw was pure panic in her eyes. They widened and she didn't dare move.

I walked towards her and sat down on the free stool next to her.

"A bourbon," I said to the barman and looked across the dance floor.

"Looks like my cousin ditched you..." I said to her, biting my lower lip.

"So this is how you spend your free time, at parties?" I asked her, now looking her in the eye.

Even though the music was loud, the rapid beating of her heart was hard for my ears to ignore.

"S-she made me do it," Delilah said, looking through me as if looking for help.

I grabbed her chin gently and forced her to look me in the eye.

"The next man who gets a show like that from you will be dead," I whispered in her ear and then leaned back again.

I felt her swallow and let go of her chin.

I don't know what had got into me, but suddenly I was jealous as hell. Was it because she looked so much like Catherine? No, she had something of her own about her, that she looked like Catherine was just a bonus to the whole thing.

I put my arm over her shoulders and knew she was uncomfortable. The fact that she had such respect for me turned me on in a way. She wasn't like the other women who were making a pass at me and hoping for something. Delilah had no interest in me whatsoever, which made me interested in her.

I looked at her again and stroked her bare arm.

"Apparently you're a bad girl, Delilah...", I provoked her and glared.

"Do you know the story of Samson and Delilah? She was a damn bad girl too ... She found out her husband's secret and made him lose his power ... She was just as naughty as you ..."

Delilah shook her head hastily. "I didn't do anything to hurt anyone," she said quietly.

"You're wrong, Laylah," I whispered in her ear and pulled her to me on my lap.

Her rosy scent caught my nose and it reminded me of Catherine's scent.

I couldn't help but inhale her scent again and press her closer to me.

"I suggest, Laylah, before this ends badly, that you find my cousin and get out of here as quickly as possible." I put her hair, which felt like velvet, to one side so that her neck was visible.

Apparently she didn't have a mate yet, because she wasn't wearing any markings.

She wanted to get up at that moment, but I didn't let go of her. I held her firmly by her hips "... After you've danced with me," I demanded of her.

Apparently she had had enough alcohol, because she turned her head towards me and looked at me seriously. "Do you want an honest answer from me?" she said to me. I raised my eyebrows in surprise and grinned, "I thought you called me sir?"

She rolled her eyes, "I didn't think my superior would pull me onto his lap and touch me either," she finally said.

I guess little Laylah wasn't as little as she seemed. I would tolerate her behaviour that night. It wasn't her fault she was dragged along by my cousin and left alone.

"I'm not your superior, Laylah, if I'm honest, you're effectively my slave and I can do what I like with you. A year ago I had the decency to call my slaves employees, but the current Ilay can change his mind at short notice"

I stood up with her and pulled her towards the dance floor. The music slowed down at that moment and I pulled her closer to me. Apparently these words were enough to keep her on the leash again, because she danced with me, even if unintentionally.

My mood was wavering and I realised that I was no longer enjoying myself in this forced state, on the contrary, I was annoyed.

"Find Achira and get out. Make sure you get to work on time in the morning," I demanded of her and let go of her.

I left her on the dance floor and went back up to the VIP area, where the two blondes came running at me like two puppies.

I watched Delilah as she walked towards Achira and whispered something in her ear. Achira's eyes travelled up to me and Delilah followed her gaze.

I was now sitting on my lap again with the two blondies. I would probably take them home with me that night. As always.

This little beast had clearly managed to stir up trouble in my head. Achira was right, it wasn't a good idea to bring a person who looked like Catherine into my life. Especially as two Catherines, one Catherine, was too many. I had completely forgotten what a mess it was with her and Ryan back then.

The blonde on my right started kissing me again and I kissed her back. They took turns with me and eventually both women kissed in front of me and gave me a hot number.

When everyone involved was horny enough, it was always a sign to leave.

I grabbed them both by the hand and teleported with them to my bedroom.

They were both like wildcats and pounced on me.

I didn't even know their names, so I just called them Blondie One and Two.

They both tore my shirt off, while one of them grabbed my trouser button and immediately took my cock in her mouth, made out with the other and took her breasts in her hands.

She moaned loudly and let me spoil her.

I finally grabbed her by the hair too and pulled her down. She got the message and they both licked my cock at the same time.

What would it be like to have Laylah's plump lips on my cock? The thought made me run hot and I grabbed Blondie number two, who had my cock in her mouth, by the roots of her hair and pushed her head closer to my cock so that she took it deep down her throat.

Blondie number two was meanwhile pleasuring my balls.

I finally pulled them both away from me, whereupon they pounced on each other and kissed wildly.

They both climbed onto my bed and I thrust my cock deep into blondie number one.

Their moans were hard to ignore as I took them both in turns from behind. They both stuck their bums out at me and let me have my way.

It turned into a wild threesome and after we had finished, they both fell asleep naked in my arms.