Silvers Alpha (The Silver Series)

by Samantha Bates

  To prevent this kind of situation, Silver Club had strict rules against any weapons being brought into the club. They had magical wards on the doors preventing magic being used inside, and the pack provided enough security to make sure humans and the weaker species, were safe from the dominant species.

  As the only recognised wolf pack in a three hundred mile radius, Silvers was both a large and strong pack. Ben had taken over as Alpha sixty years ago when he was just over three hundred years old, thankfully he had aged well and could still pass for being in his mid-thirties. Even then Ben had known that his father still had a lot of years in him, and was surprised when he stepped down as Alpha. His father had been a strong Alpha and Ben knew that he had big boots to fill.

  "Hey Ben are you coming down to get a cold one?" Connor was Bens second in command on matters outside of pack land; he handled the security in the bars and club. He was also one of Ben's closest friends; they often met for a cold one before the club got too busy.

  "I'll meet you downstairs in about half an hour. I just have a couple of things to finish off." Connor nodded and headed to the bar, answering his cell on the way out.

  As Connor left, Ben set about finishing the staff roster for next month. He looked over the staff lists, but his brain was just not working. Instead he sat back and contemplated his life; recently he had started feeling lonely which was absurd, between the Pack business and the company he had no time to get bored. As for being physically alone, the only time that occurred was when he was in the bathroom or in bed. Actually check that, he rarely went to bed alone, the life of a wolf shifter was a hard one, lots of sex with lots of people until they met 'the one.' What a hardship.

  Wolves only recognised their mate after sex. This meant that most nights Ben was with a woman, he was always honest with them clearly telling them that unless they were the one, he didn’t want a relationship and he never took them to his home, pack land was sacred; he always went to their place or the apartment here at the club if they went anywhere at all. Mulling over these emotions worried Ben, the feelings of emptiness were new to him but they were creeping in more often.

  Looking at the CCTV cameras, he saw that the one covering the main entrance contained three familiar young men. They seemed to turn up at least twice a month, inevitably they were wasted and he knew that they would cause a ruckus. Getting up Ben started heading down stairs, he may as well turf them out himself. While he was there he would ban them from all of the Silver establishments, this made him smile with the knowledge that these boys liked the pool bar a lot.

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  As Lucky came in through the main doors, she was surprised at how busy the club was. After standing outside for nearly fifteen minutes, they were all a little cold, extremely thirsty and ready for a dance. Lucky could hear the music drifting out into the corridors, the mix sounded pretty appealing. If the queue was anything to go by it was likely to be a great night. As they went in Lucky noted the size of the security staff, the smiling receptionists, the large crowds of people all hot and sweaty, as they moved between the three floors; she was impressed.

  "I am just going to put my coat in the cloak room; I will meet you at the bar."

  Lucky shouted to the girls as she moved away from them. Unfortunately she still needed to find the cloak room. Following the sign she headed up the stairs. On the first landing a group of men knocked into her, causing her to lose her shoe. The noise from the dance floor was not too deafening from here, and she could hear several conversations around her as she struggled to grab her shoes, almost falling again. Damn this would not have happened if she had been wearing her own flat shoes, she bent to slip the shoe back on; but as she stood two members of security came charging down the stairs, knocking her into a doorway.

  Lucky stopped to take a breath while she tried to get her bearings. She was still holding the door which was soft, yet hard and smooth. Lifting her head Lucky suddenly realised that the door was not a door but a man, a man she now had a firm grip on. Before she knew it words were slipping from her mouth, words that she didn’t want to come out.

  "Jesus tall, dark and fucking gorgeous…. Shit I think I might have said that out loud." Lucky grimaced at her words, words that were meant to be said only in her head. Taking a moment for a second glance, she was amazed when just looking at him took her breath away, she could have kicked herself for her stupid words. Why when she'd been drinking did her mouth forget to engage her brain before it opened?

  Ben was just coming out of the corridor from his office and had somehow found a woman thrust into his arms. The shock startled him, so much so that his body tingled as though it had been given a small electric shock. As she looked up at him, he saw deep brown eyes, with skin that was a startling porcelain colour. Her hair was long and dark, almost black; she was short even in the heels but her body fitted him.

  Without realising what he had done, Ben had trailed his hands down until he reached the bottom of her dress, which actually ended near her bottom. He could feel her body pressed against him and the result was instantaneous, he now had one hell of an erection. He bent his head so he was near her ear before whispering.

  "It's not often that a stunning female literally gets thrust into my arms. I have to say that I am not unhappy at the prospect." Ben was far from unhappy, this woman was gorgeous and she smelled fantastic. He laughed softly at her before continuing.

  "And yes you did say that out loud."

  Now Lucky started mumbling. "I am sorry for bumping into you; I kind of got caught up in the crowd." She blushed not convinced that she was truly sorry, this man made her quiver from the inside out. The crowd seemed to have faded away; she could no longer feel the people or hear them.

  Ben simply smiled back at her while staring into her enchanting eyes. "Are you… sorry?"

  Lucky thought about this while he continued gazing into her soul. She could feel his hands near her bottom but she certainly wasn't bothered. In fact she wanted him to cup her bottom, to feel his hands slide all over her body. "No I don’t think I am sorry."

  "Good that means I can do this…"

  With that he bent his head and kissed her, gently nibbling on her bottom lip before she opened her mouth to allow his entry. He stepped back taking her with him as his tongue darted into her mouth. Kicking the door shut he closed off the rest of the world, who she had already forgotten.

  Lucky marvelled at how he did this, while still kissing her. He moved her against the wall; while Lucky slid her hands down his arms and then across his back, immediately she was feeling strong defined muscles that rippled across his torso. Her tongue was tangled with his; her breathing hitched and her heart pounded at the feelings he was rousing in her, feelings that were almost primal.

  She lifted his shirt so that she could feel her hands on his bare skin. He was so incredibly taut; she could feel the definedmuscles across his stomach, as she worked her hands up his chest. Sliding her hands over the man's body with her nails lightly scraping him, he felt delicious. She couldn't help but continue touching him. Lucky felt more than heard him growl into her mouth, she liked the vibrations and the reactions she inspired in him.

  Ben felt her pinned against him; he had no intention of letting her go. Jesus her mouth, her hands he couldn't get enough of her. She was moving her hands up and over his chest so he moved back, allowing her more room to stroke his chest. As he felt her nails scrape over his nipples, his body craved for more. Ben wanted to strip her naked and rub his body all over hers, he wanted to mark her as his.

  He needed more, to feel more, to touch more, so he moved his hands to her breasts. He slid the top of her dress down so her breasts were exposed to him. Stroking them; he gently pinched her nipples and was rewarded by her wrapping a leg around him, pulling him closer. If he got any closer to her, he would be in her which sounded like heaven. Instead he bent and took one of her nipples in his mouth; the light was too dim to see but hell she tasted fabulous. Her breasts were
so smooth and soft, they fit in his hands perfectly as if they were made just for him.

  Lucky was in heaven, this guy had undoubtedly taken the 'how to please a woman' class, hell he could even be the teacher. Lucky could feel this hunk of a man sliding his hands up her legs, while his mouth attended to her nipples. Somehow she had already wrapped one of her legs around him though she had no idea when this had occurred. As her dress moved upwards he stopped almost causing her to protest loudly, she didn't want that, she needed him to carry on, so much so that she pulled her leg tighter around him.

  "Is this okay? If you want me to stop just say so. Even though I am not sure that I can stop."

  She could hear his ragged breathing, could feel his breath on her neck, she was tingling all over, so this was not a convenient time to stop. The gesture to stop was nice but so unnecessary, stopping was the last thing she wanted. Lucky could feel her own breathing increase with her heart rate; she was close, so close to something, so close to some previous elusive high. This man would surely be able to take her there.

  "No don't stop, finish it, finish me, I want all of you now." Lucky whispered yet she didn't know where the words were coming from; she didn’t normally act this way. She wasn't like this; she was sensible, not outrageous. She slid her hands round to feel his erection over his clothing, the man was enormous.

  That was all of the confirmation that Ben needed, and everything he wanted to hear. Sliding her dress over her hips, he pulled at her underwear and felt the side snap but he didn't care. He could feel how wet she was, he could smell how aroused she was. He slid his hand down to rub her clit, inserting two fingers into her thrusting slowly as he gauged how wet she was, then hard and fast when he found her wet and wanting. God this was torture, he wouldn't be able to stop.

  "You, I want you." She breathed into his neck as her body clenched around his fingers. Who was he to argue?

  She opened the buttons on his jeans to free his raging length. Ben removed his fingers and replaced it with the tip of his penis sliding slowly into her, stopping to take a breath while letting her accommodate him. The last thing he wanted was for it to be over too soon. He pulled back a little and slid his finger in between them so he could gently press her sensitive nub. Which a squeal he felt her soar at the onset of her orgasm.

  He could feel Lucky tightening around him as he slid into her warm body; she was so tight, enveloping him like a glove. Although he started thrusting with slow and gentle thrusts, Ben could barely contain himself as she rolled her hips towards him and grabbed at his hair, he started thrusting into her as her orgasm slowed. He thrust hard and fast feeling his wolf inside growl as he increased the speed; her fingers gripped his back, scratching into him as her mouth bit his jaw. He bent his head to nip at her neck where he could feel her pulse, and knew he wouldn't be able to stop now, not even if god came down and commanded it. As he pounded harder and deeper, she lifted her hips to meet him, taking him into her body while grasping his shoulders and back.

  He was holding her buttocks, squeezing them in time with his pounding, tilting her to give him better leverage; he bent his head to take her nipple back into his mouth. He felt her rise again; he was so tightly enclosed in her that Ben never wanted to leave it safety. He increased the thrusting, and when she hit her orgasm again he let himself climax with her. The force of them coming together was so powerful, he wasn't sure he would ever recover.

  Wow was all Lucky could think. She had just had the most sensational sex of her life, against a wall, and with a man she did not know. What the hell, how drunk was she, actually she no longer felt drunk at all? She should be annoyed at herself, she should care about her lack of morals but right at this moment she was just basking in the glory of the moment. She took in the feel of the man inside of her, the smell of him intoxicating her, the way his body crowded hers enveloping her in his warmth.

  "Tall, dark, fucking gorgeous, AND talented, you're not married are you?" Why did she have to open her mouth, why couldn’t something sensible come out? She knew nothing of this man though she did have a few morals left, prompting her to ask the question.

  Laughing into her neck, Ben responded. "Short, dark, and smoking hot." He kissed her again. "I am not married, or in a relationship yet, but we can talk about that in a few minutes. How about I show you to the bathroom which is next door to the office, and then we can have a drink."

  A very large vodka and coke may help settle her so she nodded. He kissed her again before showing her the bathroom.

  "That sounds good." They were still a little breathless but in a good way.

  He felt elated, sated and happy; he was also horny again. He could feel his inner wolf settle into a blissful state which was confusing. Normally his wolf was agitated post sex, never entirely satisfied though not this time, this time it was the man that wanted her again, and soon.

  Lucky was in the toilet trying to make herself look presentable, and less like she had just had sex. She couldn’t find her underwear, her lipstick was smeared across her mouth, and she had several red marks near and around her neck, as for her dress well that was in desperate need of straightening. Hearing the slam of a door startled Lucky, she heard voices as she opened the door. Lucky knew she shouldn't eavesdrop, but she was a little curious about the man that she had just had sex with against a wall. Even though she couldn’t see anything, she heard every damn word.

  "Why am I sat in the bar drinking a cold one alone, what happened to thirty minutes? Actually for someone finishing of the roster you look pretty happy with yourself." She didn’t recognise the voice, it wasn’t the man who had given her more than one orgasm.

  Ben could see that Connor was not impressed at being stood up, unfortunately for Connor; Ben didn't actually care right now. Ben did feel happy, exceptionally happy, he also felt different though he was not sure why. Leaning back he knew he had just had fantastic sex, really fantastic sex but …

  "It's strange I have just met someone, in fact I don't really know how to explain it Connor. It's like in the space of fifteen minutes she has bewitched me." Lucky heard the confusion in his voice.

  Connor looked around the office "Who and what are you talking about?"

  Lucky had heard enough, bewitched my ass, how insulting. For someone who worked in this club how the hell did he not know about the wards preventing that type of magic? The idiot, Lucky snuck past the office and out into the corridor. As she started down the stairs she made the decision to carry her shoes. Heaven forbid she fall onto someone else's penis on the way down the stairs. As she caught a cab, Lucky left a message on Mary's cell telling her that she had gone home.

  Ben was still trying to explain to Connor. "Okay it's like this, I met this woman, we had sex, no we had amazing mind blowing sex and…… Shit it's her, it's happened."

  It suddenly made sense; a wolf had lots of sex with lots of people to find their mate. After sex they would know, and bang that was it. Their bodies would relate to no other person, without their mate the wolf would become increasingly lost in themselves, eventually their physical body would shut down. Once mated the other pack members would recognise him or her as mated, which made sure no-one went after the same person, well most of the time this worked.

  Being mated to an Alpha changed that slightly. Not only would the pack recognise her as the mate of an Alpha, but the pack hierarchy meant that they would ensure her safety above their own; her scent would reach out to them. For wolves it was not just about the sex, they were blessed or cursed depending on your perspective, they had longer than average life spans, with some living up to a thousand years, but only if they found their mates. If they didn't their body would slowly shut down and eventually they would die. Right now Ben felt damn good, he had finally met his mate, she was the one. The pack would be over the moon, hell he was.

  "Hold on what the fuck do you mean your met her? Shit you mean you have actually met the one. Where is she?" He could see the excitement and confusion on Connors face. Altho
ugh they joked about being mated and tied down, secretly they were all looking for that one special person to make life complete. Ben glanced at the CCTV doing a double take.

  "She's meant to be in the toilet, shit that's her."

  As he saw her leaving he jumped up and started running down the stairs, following her scent to the cab stand but couldn't find her. People were staring at Ben yet he found that he didn't care, what had just happened? Why did she leave, thinking about it she hadn't just left, she had run but why?

  Connor was waiting in the office when he returned. His feelings of elation were now replaced with confusion and loss.

  "Ben have you been drinking? Are you sure anyone was here? I mean I can scent someone new in the corridor but that's the only place, are you sure?"

  Ben scowled at Connor, did the man think he was an idiot. "No I haven't been drinking. She was here, she was great, we were great and then she left. I just don't know why?" Feeling dejected he slumped in his chair.

  "Don’t worry about that, the news is still great. She might have been overwhelmed about the mating, give her a few hours to digest all of it and then call her." Connor was pleased for Ben, but he could be domineering, and he wouldn't be surprised if Ben had just pulled out the 'you are my wolf mate' conversation, which would just scare the hell out of her.

  "I didn't tell her about the mating. I didn't realise straightaway, and she left before I could get her number. Jesus normally I don't want their bloody number." Running his hands through his hair, he sighed.

  "Okay I can see the benefits of having sex before taking their number, wait until the morning and take her some flowers." Connor was clearly practiced in the art of apologies.