After a getting dressed in street clothes, Alex and Alynna went straight to the hotel. When they reached her floor, she nodded at Tate Miller and went straight to her room.
“Everything ok?” Miller asked, handing Alex the elevator keycards.
“Sure, everything’s good. And you?”
“Yup, just me here the last six hours,” the younger man said, rubbing the back of his head. “You ok with taking the weekend shift? Kinda sucks you’re stuck babysitting when you could be out hanging with us at Blood Moon. We could ask Mr. Vrost if we could at least switch out with you Saturday night. I’m sure Heath or one of the other guys wouldn’t mind.”
“Nah, I’m good,” Alex said. “Besides, Mr. Vrost already has the schedule set up and he’s in California with the Alpha and Ms. Gray. He wouldn’t like things changing when he’s out of town.”
“Right,” Miller nodded, gathering his things from his station next to the elevator. “See ya Monday, buddy!”
“Have a good weekend.” Alex watched the other man go, sighing with relief internally when the elevator doors closed and the numbers on the top started ticking down. He turned around, whistling as he reached the middle suite, swiping the keycard to let himself in.
He stepped on a piece of fabric on the floor as soon as he entered the suite. Picking it up, he recognized it as the top Alynna was wearing. Her sweet scent filled his nostrils as he brought the shirt to his nose, and his eyes followed the trail of discarded clothes to the master bedroom and eventually to the bathroom.
“Alynna?” he called out as he opened the door. The bathroom was massive, with a large tub in one corner and a glass shower on the other. The shower was running, the hot water steaming up the door, but he could make out Alynna’s delicious, naked form through the frosted glass. Desire pooled in his belly again and he stalked across the room, taking off each piece of clothing until he reached the shower.
“Glad you could make it,” she said in a low voice, smiling up at him. She was fully naked and wet, black tendrils of hair curling around her shoulders and breasts, while suds clung to her nipples and stomach. The rainfall shower overhead trickled to a stop as she shut it off.
Alex said nothing as he pushed her up against the wall, trapping her body with his. She let out a small moan as his muscled chest pressed against her wet breasts. He grabbed her buttocks, and pulled her to him so she could feel his semi-hard cock against her belly. She gasped and pulled his head down for a kiss. His lips searched hers, gently and slowly, tasting her. Alex pulled away and she let out a small cry of disappointment. She thought he was going to stop, but instead, trailed his lips to her jawline, down to her neck. When he reached her breasts, her took a nipple in his mouth and lashed his tongue around the hard bud. She sighed contentedly, letting the pleasure spread through her as his hand kneaded her other breasts. He laved attention on her breasts for a while, but let go and moved lower, licking a path to her belly.
“What are you…oh!” she cried out when his lips reached her pussy. She was already wet, and his tongue easily parted her lips. Her hands fisted in his hair, pushing him deeper.
“God, yes!” Alynna panted as his tongue and lips continued to explore her. He traced his tongue along her seam, licking up and down, while his hand found her clit. He rubbed against it, stimulating her until her was squirming and wriggling in his grasp. She began to push her hips forward, wanting more of him. He complied, his tongue spearing into her core, licking up her delicious juices.
“I can’t…oh…oh!” she moaned as her pleasure began to wash over her. She screamed his name as her orgasm hit her, her body shaking and shuddering with pleasure as he continued to tease her pussy with her tongue.
When the pleasure subsided and she slumped back against the wet tiles. Alex moved up, kissed her again, making her taste her own juices. She open her mouth and accepted him, their tongues dancing together.
“Are you…sore at all?” Alex asked quietly.
“I’m good…please Alex, I need you again,” she sighed against his mouth. He grunted and nodded, lifting her up by the waist and wrapping her legs around him. He impaled her on his stiff cock, letting her warm wet pussy envelope him. He moaned, feeling her tight cunt squeeze around his shaft as he lowered her down on his cock.
“Alex!” she cried out as she began to move her hips. Using the leverage of the wall, he pushed up into her, drilling her against the wet tiles. Alynna buried her face in his neck, inhaling the wonderful, earthy scent that was all him.
“Fuck, fuck,” he whispered. Alex began to move faster, his breathing coming in heavier gasps. “Moan for me, Alynna. Say my name.”
“Alex!” she said again, letting his name drag on her lips, refusing to let go. She gasped and clutched at his shoulder. He slammed into her hard and she knew there was going to be some bruising tomorrow, but didn’t care. He fucked her hard, and each time he moved inside her, she moaned. Alex clutched her ass, then slowed down his thrusts. “Damn!” she cursed. God, she needed him so bad. It was so perfect, his thick cock inside her, screwing her brains out. It was all she could think about, the primal need to fuck and be fucked.
Alex shifted his hips a little, and she gasped out loud. The change in angle made her body shudder. “Yes! Oh god, I need you so bad, Alex. Please!”
He continued to fuck her against the wall, sometimes going faster until she was at the edge of orgasm, then slowing down. It was maddening, frustrating, and Alynna wanted more. “Fuck! Please, baby, I need it!” She cried out. He complied. One. Two. Three. Four hard thrusts and her body began to spiral in pleasure. She closed her eyes, the orgasm hitting her so hard she saw white behind her lids.
Alynna sagged against him, her body limp. It was a good thing Alex was strong or they would have toppled over. She almost laughed at the vision of in her head, of them splayed on the shower floor. She opened her eyes, the look on Alex’s face practically made her orgasm again. Eyes closed, hair mussed, lips parted. “Fuck, you look so hot, Alex,” she babbled, then pressed her lip to his neck. He let out a primal growl and thrust up against her. Surprised by his reaction, she goaded him further by grazing her bare teeth against his neck.
Alex let out a low, guttural sound. The sound made her pussy cream, and she continued, pressing a gently kiss to the spot below his ear before licking it. She drew the flesh into her mouth, suckling at him while shoving her hands into his hair. This made Alex shove her back against the wall, and began to fuck her faster.
“Keep…doing that…”
Alynna pulled his head back using the hand buried in his scalp, then sucked harder. Her teeth bit down, nearly drawing blood. “Fuck, Alynna!” he says in a low voice. “I’m c-c-coming!” he stuttered.
“Please!” she moaned when she felt his cock twitching in her and flooding her with his hot cum. She came again, a small shudder going through her body.
Alex leaned into her, letting go of her ass and thighs. Slowly, Alynna lowered her legs, her feet reaching the solid ground. Alex groaned as he rested his forehead on the wall behind her. “God, Alynna…you’re going to be the death of me.”
“Wouldn’t that be a headline?” Alynna said wryly, suppressing a giggle. She bit her lip though, when he lowered his lips to her neck, licking at her sensitive spot. “Hmmmm,” she moaned.
He pulled away, and reached behind them to turn the shower back on, letting the hot water pour over them. “Let’s finish this shower, shall we?”
“Well excuse me, I wasn’t the one who interrupted your shower, now, was I?” she teased. He laughed and grabbed the soap on the shelf, and began to lather himself up.
The shower took longer than necessary, much to Alynna’s delight. Alex took pleasure in making sure she was thoroughly clean, as well as soaping up her breasts and nipples. When they were finally done, he wrapped her up in a big fluffy towel and carried her back to the room. He laid her on the bed, opened up the towel and then shook his hair all over her, making her wet all over again. He declared
it was his fault, and proceeded to lick her dry, much to her delight. It wasn’t long before he was hard again, and he proceeded to fuck her into the mattress. After another two orgasms, Alynna crept up to his side and fell asleep in his arms.
***
“I’m hungry,” she declared, her face buried in his neck. Alynna had been awake for a few minutes when she felt the pangs of hunger.
“What?” he asked sleepily, opening one eye. “Give me a minute, baby, I just need some time to recover...”
“For food, you nitwit!” she said, playfully swatting him on the head. “Could you please, please call room service?”
He gave a fake pained sound. “Oh and all this time I thought you just wanted me for my body!”
“Yes, I also want you for you mad room service ordering skills!” she quipped, smacking him with a pillow.
“Alright, alright,” he grumbled as he stood up and walked over to the desk.
“I hate to watch you go, but I love to watch you leave,” she laughed. He turned around and gave her a thumbs up before picking up the phone.
“What do you want?” he asked.
“Uhm, let’s see…” Alynna thought for a moment. She was famished for some reason. I guess sex does burn a lot of calories, she thought. “A large pizza. Pepperoni and mushroom. And a cheeseburger with extra cheese and extra bacon. French fries and onion rings. And some of those chocolate chip cookies.”
He stared at her, a strange look on his face.
“What?” she asked. “I’m hungry!” As if on cue, her stomach growled loudly.
He laughed and she dove into the covers in embarrassment. “Anything else?”
“A strawberry milkshake!” she said from under the sheet.
Alex repeated the order into the phone, confirmed the time of delivery, and began to gather his discarded clothing.
Alynna settled back into the bed, looking up at the ceiling. Dear Lord, was this happening? She didn’t feel guilty or anything. In fact, it was like…relief. For weeks since she’d met Alex, it was like there was a lot of tension in her body. And now….she wasn’t sure what was going to happen and she didn’t want to think about the consequences yet.
“You know, I can practically hear you thinking over here,” Alex said. He came closer and plopped down on the bed next to her. She crawled up to him, settling herself in his arms. He sighed and lay back on the pillows, stroking her hair.
“Alynna, can we talk about-”
“Shhhhh,” she said, closing her eyes tight. “Let’s not talk about…anything outside this room, can we?” She looked up at him with a pleading look in her eyes. “For now?”
He nodded. “I was just going to ask….why didn’t you tell me it was your first time?”
“Would you have stopped?” she asked defensively, sitting up to look him straight in the eyes.
“No,” he answered with little hesitation.
His words and honesty surprised her. She sighed and settled back into his arms. “It’s not been…I wasn’t saving myself for anyone or for marriage ok? It just didn’t happen for me. I didn’t have any time for dating, not with my mom dying, working with Uncle Gus, and then suddenly having to fend for myself when he died. There were more important things to do.”
“But you’re on birth control.”
She sighed. “Did you grow up with both your parents?”
He nodded.
“Then maybe you don’t understand what it’s like to grow up with a single parent. I’m not blaming you or trying to make you feel guilty. We don’t choose our circumstances.” She collected her thoughts for a moment, and then continued. “My mom was awesome. She did everything she could to support me and I was never hungry and we always had a roof over our heads. My clothes weren’t always new, but they didn’t have any holes and they were always clean. But you know, I got teased a lot by other kids growing up because we were poor and because I didn’t have a dad. I just…” she hesitated, trying to compose herself. “I just wouldn’t want anyone else to go through that and so as soon as I could, I got on the pill and vow I’d never get pregnant without being sure the dad would stick around. I’m sorry, that sounds selfish.”
Alex’s heart constricted as he thought of what Alynna’s childhood was like. He shook his head and placed a kiss on her forehead. “Not selfish at all.”
“Yeah well, joke’s one me,” she let out a laugh. “Turns out that’s not even a problem anymore, right? Since there’s very little chance I’d get pregnant anyway.”
Alex gave her a sad smile. “It’s not like it’s never going to happen. It’s just…rare. And you could be one of the few that could have a pup or two.”
Before she could answer back, a ringing sound interrupted them. Her heart beat wildly, thinking it was the doorbell. Only Grant, Nick, and Cady had access to the floor and she dreaded thinking they were on the other side of the door.
“Phone,” Alex piped, as he picked up her discarded purse.
Sighing in relief, Alynna opened her bag and pulled out her phone. It was Cady.
“Hey Alynna,” the other woman greeted. “Just checking up on you. Are you settled for the evening?”
“Yeah…sure…I mean, yes, I am!” She cursed internally. She hoped her voice didn’t sound too suspicious.
“Are you ok? You seem anxious?” Concern tinged the other woman’s voice.
“Yeah, uhm, just watching this movie…a suspense thriller,” she lied.
“Oh, ok, well hope it’s a good one,” she said cheerfully. Alynna felt guilty at Cady’s friendly tone, Alex’s words from earlier today coming back to haunt her. She would have to find a way to make up for her snippiness.
“Yeah, it is. Uhm, by the way it Grant there?”
“Grant?” the other woman seemed surprise. “Yeah, he’s here. We’re just settling into his office.”
“Can I talk to him?”
“Of course,” she said. The line went quiet for moment.
“Hello?” There was a hesitation in Grant’s voice.
“Hello Grant,” she greeted. “Uhm, how’s California.”
“Hello Alynna,” he said, relief in his voice. “It’s nice. Sunny and warm. And everyone’s perky and nice.”
“Can’t wait to get back to New York, huh?” she joked weakly.
Grant chuckled. “You bet.” There was a pause. “Uhm, so everything ok? Is anything the matter?”
“Naw,” she said. “Just…I just wanted to say hi, that’s all. And maybe I was thinking if you liked that pizza place, we could go to this Shawarma place right down the street. It’s awesome. Uhm, if you like wraps and stuff.”
“I would love to,” Grant said warmly. “Just name the day.”
“Great!” Alynna chirped. “I’ll swing by your office Monday and check in with you. I won’t keep you any longer. Bye Grant, have fun in California, get me a t-shirt or something.”
Grant chuckled. “Bye, Alynna,” he greeted right before she pressed the end button on her screen. She sighed and put the phone away.
“Finally done freezing out your brother?”
“Yeah well, I couldn’t not speak to him forever, I guess,” she said. “Now,” she tugged at his arm and pulled him into bed. “Come and distract me while we wait for the food.”
***
“So,” Alynna said as she sat cross-legged beside Alex on the enormous couch. She balanced a plate piled with food expertly on her lap. “What was it like, growing up as a Lycan in Chicago?”
“Well,” Alex thought for a moment as he took a bite of pizza. “The Chicago clan’s not really much different from most other clans in the world. There’s about oh…less than a hundred Lycans living in the city and the suburbs? There’s not one place where the Lycans live, but we do have to check in with the clan. The current Regal is in the construction business and they work on a lot of Fenrir’s projects.”
“And what did you do before you came here?” Alynna asked as she sipped from her milkshake glass.
“Well, we lived away from central clan life. My parents wanted a ‘normal’ life – my mom’s a retired schoolteacher and my dad’s actually a Fire Chief, also retired. I was gonna be a fireman like him, but I wanted to be entrenched in clan life. Being a Lycan was important to me, and I wanted to serve our kind.”
“And New York?”
Alex paused, as if thinking if he should answer. “Well, the Chicago clan’s pretty small. I trained and worked with the Alpha’s security team, but they were closed knit group. My family didn’t have the right connections for me to move up, seeing as I was only second-generation Chicago clan. When I got a chance to relocate to New York, I took it.”
“I see,” Alynna contemplated his answer. “Sounds like a nice life…”
“You could grow to like it,” he said. “Being part of a clan…it’s special. Like you’ll always have family. The clan will accept you, but you have to accept the clan and who you are.” Alynna remained silent, so he continued. “How are you coping with it? The Lycan thing? I mean, I’m just curious, because all Lycans I grew up with knew what we were from the beginning.”
“Well, some days it’s like ‘is this really happening’? And other days I just kind of go with it, you know? What else can I do, right?” She pushed the empty plate aside. “Ugh, the food here is amazing! If I don’t move out of here soon, you’ll have to roll me out the door.”
“Wow, are you finally full?” he teased.
“Oh haha. You finished off the other half of that pizza!” she countered. Her eyes glanced over the warm chocolate chip cookies in the basket. The chocolate – it smelled incredible. Damn her heightened senses. She grabbed one and nibbled on it. “Hmmmmm,” she munched on the cookie, closing her eyes.
“Better than sex?” Alex asked.
She opened one eye and looked at him. “Almost.”
He laughed and took the last piece from the basket. “I don’t know…these are pretty good. Hey!” he protested when she hopped on his lap and grabbed the cooking from him. She tossed it aside and planted a long, deep kiss on his lips.
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