Overzealous Alphas

by Elizabeth Knox

  I turn toward him to ask again if he would like anything to drink to find him inches from me. I was so lost in my thoughts, I never heard him approach. He slides his arms around my waist pulling me to him. His masculine scent is infused with whatever cologne he is wearing. It reminds me briefly of the ocean. It’s soothing... I unconsciously lean into him, letting his warmth surround me. The feeling that I’m more at home in his arms is not lost on me.

  “Well, Kitten, to answer that barrage of questions… I’ll have whatever you’re having. I’m here because I wanted to check on you and your son. I was worried when you left so upset. Also, I have something I want to talk to you about.”

  I stiffen at his words. That can’t be good right? Wait, he tracked me down. Why would he track me down if it was bad?

  “I see your wheels turning, Kitten. May I tell you what I need to say before you jump too far ahead of me?” He chuckles slightly, and I feel a blush creep into my cheeks.

  “Yes, please, continue.” I can’t help but grin. It must be contagious.

  “I really enjoyed our weekend together,” I begin to say, but he quiets me by lightly placing his finger over my lips.

  “I would love to see where this goes with you. The sex was fucking amazing, don’t get me wrong. There’s more about you Savy that I can’t get enough of. I know you have a lot you are going through, with your kids and soon-to-be ex-husband, but I can wait. I’m a patient man.”

  I can’t believe the words I just heard. This man could have anyone; some young, nubile and perky girl his own age, yet he is willing to wait… for me?

  “You would do that? Wait for me? But I’m ten years older than you. I have baggage and three kids. Wouldn’t you rather have someone your own age? Someone who could give you kids of your own? Why me?”

  “Because, I want you like I’ve never wanted anyone else. In just a few short days, you’ve consumed my world, Savy. I’ve never believed in love at first sight, but damn if I’m not feeling something close for you. Please say you’ll give us a chance.”

  I pull back in his arms slightly, looking deep into those eyes that drew me in the very moment I saw them.

  “You really mean it? You would do anything for me?” I ask with a mixture of awe and disbelief in my voice.

  “Kitten, I would move heaven and earth for you.” His words make the butterflies in my stomach take flight.

  Stepping on my tiptoes, I gently press my lips to his before taking his hand to lead him upstairs. Once on the threshold of my bedroom, I turn to him, and in my best “sex kitten” voice I try to tempt this man of mine.

  “Well then, let’s start this thing off with a bang,” I say with a mischievous wink.

  I pull him into the room playfully and shut the door, closing it on my old life and starting anew.

  The End

  SYNOPSIS

  Natalie Empire has consumed my whole world.

  An obsession so deep, I yearn to make her mine.

  But she’s off limits.

  She’s not only an innocent temptress, but my most trusted employee.

  To make matters worse,

  I’ve just promoted her as my company’s new HR Manager.

  I’ve fought for months to control these urges,

  But in the end, she’s a sweet fucking temptation.

  One that I refuse to give up on.

  Mack Westbrook has awakened something deep inside of me,

  Something that has me aching for his heated touch and stolen kisses.

  I don’t want to give into him,

  He’s my boss and there are rules of propriety we must follow.

  To add to that, there are people out there who I know want to hurt us.

  If only I could turn away from him,

  But he makes it impossible to say no.

  There’s no way of stopping him from getting what he wants.

  And what he wants, is me.

  WARNING: This is a sweet erotic romance filled with lustful neediness, desperate yearning and one very naughty Alpha. If you’re into lots of dirty talking, explicit sexual scenes and possessive heroes, then by all means, proceed.

  NATALIE

  “Natalie!”

  I looked up from my desktop and smiled as some of the guys from the warehouse came in to pick up their checks.

  “Why, hello boys!”

  One of them approached me with a sly smile on his face. I knew what he wanted and it took everything in me not to roll my eyes at him. “If it isn’t my favorite HR girl! Would it be harassment if I told you how beautiful you look today, Miss. Empire?”

  I gave him a tight-lipped smile and tried to ignore him, but he made himself comfortable while seating himself on the edge of my desk. He was one of the new managers for the Westbrook Company, younger than most and the title had gone to his head. “I assume you have nothing better to do today Mr. Calvin, so I’ll let that one slide.”

  He leaned into me, as I continue to type away and ignore him. “What if I told you, you look good enough to eat?”

  I stop typing and look over at him giving him a bright smile. “Is that so?”

  He nodded, his beady little eyes gravitating to my cleavage and doing nothing for me accept pissing me off. “Oh yeah, baby. I could eat you up completely.”

  I smirk and purposefully cross my arms over my chest, making sure my tits are nice and perked for his eyes. “And you think you can handle this?”

  I heard some of the men snicker behind us, he looks at me hungrily as he leans further in. “Oh, you better believe it.”

  I smile and lightly slide my hand up his shirt. Locking eyes with him, I grip his collar and yank him forward sliding my chair back as he stumbles off my desk. He flailed a bit and then met my eyes. “Can you handle my foot up your ass? You disrespectful little…”

  “Is there a problem here?”

  The deep, husky voice that came forth from the entrance of my office sent hot shivers down my spine, heating up my insides. My eyes slowly travelled upward, first coming across a pair of gray construction boots that lead me up the seam of dark blue jeans and finally landed on a white undershirt. At this point, there was no helping it, my staring was imminent. He had a broad chest and his biceps flex and ripple deliciously as he leans up against the doorframe. He has a faint shadow of stubble along his squared jaw, but what made me tremble wasn’t his perfect body, it was his eyes. His eyes were a bright hazel laced with streaks of golden hues. The way this man looks at me, had me feeling nervous and flustered, and I have to admit, I was utterly aroused.

  Mack Westbrook was the type of man who could melt any woman with just one intense look. He was complete eye candy, and the thoughts that run through my head as soon as he walks in, are completely unprofessional and fully carnal. He was dressed like a sexy construction worker, straight out of one of those sexy, man candy calendars. I like that about him, he was always off to some construction site instead of staying in his Manhattan office. I stared at his tousled hair, wishing I could run my fingers through the thick chestnut colored strands.

  I tried to compose myself before trying to explain my actions. “Mr. Westbrook! I’m so sorry. He just, they were just...”

  “Mr. Calvin! Is there a problem here?”

  His eyes focus on the young manager and the severe tone of voice was definitely stating that there better not be. Mr. Calvin immediately straightens up, as his friends start to snicker behind him. “I’m-I’m...”

  “I suggest you all leave this office immediately! And Calvin?”

  “Y-yes, Sir.”

  “Apologize to the lady.”

  My eyes widen and I went to shake my head, but Mack Westbrook raised his hand, stopping me immediately. “Apologize!”

  Mr. Calvin turns to me, a worried frown furrowing his brow. “I-I’m sorry Natalie.”

  “Miss Empire,” Mack growls behind him and a hot chill went down my spine.

  “M-Miss Empire, I’m so sorry.”

  “Now get the hell ou
t of here and I don’t want you up here unless it’s a dire circumstance. I’ll send a courier with your checks. Out!”

  They all duck their heads down, and like reprimanded teenagers, they jet out of the office, scurrying around Mack. I almost smile at how scared they are.

  His eyes suddenly turn to me and I freeze in my chair. “Are you alright?”

  I nod. “Yes, thank you. I know I shouldn’t have said that, especially since I work in Human Resources, but I was done with all their sexual innuendos.”

  “Does that happen frequently?”

  “Sometimes, but it’s no big deal. I can handle myself.” I wave my hand in the air as if it were nothing.

  He shifts his stance, his muscles rippling beneath his shirt and I swallow hard, clasping my hands together tightly on my lap.

  I continue to ramble on. “They were just being…”

  “Being a bunch of idiots?” His voice rumbles through me as I stare back at him.

  I shrug and duck my head so he wouldn’t see the small smile playing at my lips. “You could say that, yes.”

  “If they ever come near you again, especially Calvin, you let me know. I have zero tolerance for sexual harassment. I especially have no tolerance when they make a beautiful woman uncomfortable.”

  “Y-yes, Sir.”

  He folds his arms across the broad expanse of his chest, and his muscles bulge and clench against the confines of his shirt. “I can’t blame them, Miss Empire. And if you don’t mind me saying, I think I’d take that ass kicking as long as I could tell you how beautiful you looked every morning.”

  “Oh?” I stare back at him, no retort on my tongue. It was partially because I love his flirting, and partially because all thought and reasoning disappear, while being in Mack Westbrook’s proximity.

  He smiles sexily, the smile making his eyes sparkle, and then he quickly changes the subject. “Actually, I came looking for Barney, is he around?”

  I shake my head and nervously tuck my hair behind my ears. “No. He hasn’t come in yet.”

  My boss, Barney Schneider, had a tendency of coming in late on a daily basis. He usually graces us with his presence around noon, just in time for my lunch break. Mr. Westbrook had come in every morning for the last week asking if he was in, and every day I found myself covering for my irresponsible boss.

  “Do you know where he is?”

  I shake my head and look down at my hands. I hate being placed in uncomfortable situations and I especially hate lying to him. “He let me know he had a meeting early this morning.”

  “That’s an awful lot of meetings he goes to. You would think he owned this place?” I could feel the heat of my blush as the blood rushes up my cheeks. I wasn’t stupid, I knew that Mr. Westbrook was on to my boss’ tardiness.

  An NYU business graduate, first in his class, Mack Westbrook has been working at a Fortune 500 company, before coming back home to Queens to take over his father’s contract company. Westbrook Inc. was a reputable business and Mack was ready to develop it further. His pitch and his mission looked exciting and fresh. The workers respect him and management fears him, mostly because they knew it was either shape up or ship out with him. He wasn’t one to play around and my boss was skating on thin ice.

  In my case, I mostly try to avoid Mack. He was so powerful and so demanding that I figured if I made myself invisible, then maybe he’d ignore me. Unfortunately, since Barney wasn’t around, I was usually the one he would come to for legal advice or changes to policies that need to be made, including restructuring. There was no way to hide from him, and I was starting to get the feeling he purposefully sought me out.

  I felt his overwhelming energy consume the small office as he strolls in and shut the door. The next thing I know, he perches himself on the corner of my desk and was looking down upon me. His eyes travel lazily along my neckline and further down, lingering slightly on the opening of my dress, before meeting my eyes once again. I know that the way he was seated gives him an unobstructed view of my cleavage and the dip into my black laced bra. My nipples harden and I was grateful that he couldn’t see them, just thinking that his eyes were on my breasts made me start to blush.

  “How long have you been working for my father, Natalie?”

  I stare up at him and I could feel my hands start to tremble. “Five years. I started as his assistant when I was eighteen and after I graduated from St. John’s University I started working for Mr. Schneider.”

  “When did you graduate?”

  “Last year.”

  “Hmm. What was your major?”

  “Umm...Business Management with a concentration in Human Resources.”

  He nods, then slaps his knee. “Good. You’re hired!”

  My eyes widen in shock. “Excuse me?”

  “You’re the new HR Manager for Westbrook Inc. Please have Barney come in and see me when he decides to grace us with his presence.”

  I leap up from my desk and follow closely behind him as he walks towards the door. “Mr. Westbrook, wait, please...”

  He turns around abruptly and I almost run into him, my hands slamming against his chest in my haste and his hands wrapping around my waist to hold me still. He looks down at me and smiles. Grabbing my hands, he squeezes them and holds them wrapped tightly in his.

  “Miss Empire. Natalie. You have been nothing but helpful to me since I got here. To be honest, you’re probably the one genuine person in this whole damn place who isn’t concerned about herself and is willing to do anything for the company…and for me.” He whispers that last part sending my stomach into flutters. “If I cannot reward your efficiency then I cannot call myself a decent boss.” His thumbs graze my wrists and goose bumps shoot up my arms. He bends down so that his lips were only inches apart from my own. “It’s always a pleasure, Miss. Empire.”

  I swallow hard and he slowly releases me. He smells of oak wood and sweat and I want to crawl all over him and let him have his way with me. He smiles at me and I melt even more. “Don’t forget to send Barney my way.”

  Winking, he opens the door and leaves me standing there. I was still in somewhat of a shock. Turning, I look at the HR offices behind me. It was just me and Barney, but mostly me. I literally run this place like I see fit. I implement procedures, run through policies and even handle employee relation cases. I like my job, and I like working for Westbrook. But the chance that Mack Westbrook has just laid before me was one I hadn’t even fathomed.

  In the last few months, I’d worked closely with Mr. Westbrook. I enjoyed bouncing ideas back and forth with him and liked that he trusted me to make decisions. His great ideas needed implementing, but Barney kept pushing them aside. I had even proposed a few different ways we could start working on them, but Barney always rejected my ideas, telling me we didn’t have time for nonsense. Mr. Westbrook, giving me this job, was huge for my career. It was his way of showing I meant something to him and I wasn’t about to let him down.

  MACK

  I adjust my cock for the tenth time today. This was always happening when I paid a visit to HR. Talk about opening myself to being sued for sexual harassment. The beautiful Natalie Empire was bound to get me in trouble. For months, her luscious pink lips, those big blue eyes, and the dark brown curls that ran down her back touching the base of those curvy hips, all have me on the brink of madness. I could have any woman out there, yet I have to focus on the one I shouldn’t even be considering. Problem was, it wasn’t just any woman I wanted, it was Natalie. That captivating woman was consuming my every thought, and those tight dresses she wore...

  I brush my hand down my face in goddamn arousal. Damn, could she wear a dress!

  Especially the one she had on today. I thought my cock was going to explode as I looked at her. It was a bright shade of yellow that hugged her narrow waistline and swept down around her voluptuous, round ass. Every time she turned around the hem of the dress would flutter slightly upwards and I’d find myself glued to the seat of my pants, wanting to
catch a glimpse of soft creamy skin and finally find out what color her panties were today.

  “Fuuuck!” I drag my hand down my face and turn to look out the window.

  Since that first meeting six months ago, I had become obsessed with the sultry brunette. She wasn’t the typical woman I took to my bed. Shit, I couldn’t remember the last time I even had a woman in my bed. It had been so long since I’d been with someone that I had forgotten how good it felt. In the last few years I had been solely focused on work, and even though my Dad wanted me to get married and have kids, I just never found the right time or the right girl, until Natalie. She looked all innocent and demure, but she had fire in her eyes. She was all soft curves, luscious tits, and God, her smell drove me insane. She smelled of sunshine and sweet coconuts and I wanted to sink into her supple body and spend hours inhaling her scent. Flirting with her this morning was dangerous, but it took some of the edge off. Any quiet moment I could find to spend time with her would ease this heat burning up inside me.

  I sigh and slump back down in my chair. Taking a look around the office I couldn’t help but smile. My dad had left the place exactly the same way he’d decorated it back in the eighties. He wasn’t much on updates for décor. It was in definite need of a make-over, the whole place needs one. I was eager to take over the business, but I didn’t think it would be such a challenge. These managers just don’t have any control over schedules or department budgets. When I mentioned a monthly report, everyone stared at me like they were deer in headlights. I could place a bet that not one of them knew what the hell I was talking about. They need to learn to take responsibility for their departments, and they need to do it quickly if they want to keep their jobs.

  A knock at the door took me out of my current slump. Barney Schneider wandered in, a sly smile playing on his lips. He was a short, older man. He wore his tie half undone and his suit seemed to belong in the same decade that my father’s office did. He looked the part of a road salesman instead of a New York company exec. He’d worked for Westbrook for the last fifteen years and I was about to crush his world. After talking to my dad, he had agreed. Barney never pulled his weight and he had hired him as a favor to his wife who was close with my Mom. In the last few years his work had dwindled and after his divorce it just seemed like he didn’t care anymore. Then again, he was the cause of the divorce since he had cheated on his wife for years. I was glad that my Dad thought very highly of Natalie and let me know she was perfect for the job. With his blessing I went ahead and promoted Natalie, now for the hard part.