Alpha Boss

by Zoe Ray

  “That’s the idea. We don’t fight as much as wolves in the wild, but it does happen. Kind of like tonight with Marcos. The strongest wolf is number one. In my pack, that’s me.”

  “Do you have rules.”

  “Yes. We don’t kill, and we don’t touch another’s mate, but just as it is with humans, there are bad guys and good guys. Some don’t care about the rules. I try to abide by them.

  “So, if you’re the alpha, is Michael the beta?”

  “Yes. He’s second in command, and second strongest.”

  “Could he challenge you?”

  “He could try.”

  “Ha. I like that answer. Is there an omega?

  “Yes. Two. They work in human resources, but they don’t get bullied or anything. They help provide balance. Human Resources seemed like the perfect place for omegas. Employees at ASC can go to them with their concerns.”

  “That’s smart. Sorry about all the questions.”

  “Don’t be. I want you to have a full understanding.”

  “So, I’m your mate.”

  “That is true.”

  “How do you know?”

  “I knew the moment I scented you in the elevator. My wolf was going crazy, and I was immediately drawn to your beauty. Since that moment you’ve consumed my thoughts. All I want to do is be near you, please you, make you happy. I didn’t know I would fall so hard. I’ve heard about it, but nothing prepares you for the experience.”

  “I was attracted to you, but I was also infuriated. You knew immediately. How am I supposed to know?”

  “Has anyone else ever made you feel like I do?”

  “No.”

  “I know. I know every time you quiver when I touch you. I know every time you get aroused when I’m near you. Has anyone ever made you as wet as I do Sam? I know your body wants mine. I know you can’t explain why you can’t stop thinking about me. I know that your heart rate increases when I come close to you. Like now.” He pulled her close onto his lap once more. He was right. He grabbed her behind and squeezed. She could feel his hardness increase. It shot up like a rocket. His eyes flashed gold once again. She finally figured it out. They flashed gold when he was aroused. “I know you want me to make love to you over and over and over.” He reached between her legs and spread her lips as he pressed into her. “Fuck Sam! You’re so fucking tight.” He removed his hand. Sam wanted to beg him to keep going, but she resisted the urge.

  She panted. “How do you know that?”

  “Because you do the same thing to me. I have never wanted anyone more in my life, but it’s more than that. You’re smart, beautiful, and kind.” He kissed her. “You’re sensitive and caring.” He kissed her again. “My family loves you. People at the company love you. You’re special, and more so, because you don’t even know it.”

  “You always say the kindest things to me. I don’t deserve so much admiration.”

  “That, my sweet, is where you’re wrong. You deserve to be worshiped.”

  “I wish you had told me about all of this before, but I know why you didn’t, why you couldn’t. I definitely would have thought you were crazy and ran off. You wanted me to fall in love with you.”

  “Did it work?”

  “The water is getting cold. Let’s get out.”

  “Samantha.” He tried to plead with her.

  “I’m working it out. I really am.” They finished cleaning off and stepped out of the bath. Sam dried Preston off and then herself. She put on his tank top which came down to her thighs, grabbed his hand, and led him back into the bedroom. “So, I’m your mate. That’s it? We’re just mates? She sat on the edge of his bed. He grabbed some boxers and put them on.

  “We are mates, but it’s not automatic. We actually have to mate. It’s kind of ceremonial I guess. It binds us together.

  “And when you say we have to mate, do you mean sexually?”

  “Yes, but I would never mate you without your permission. You can have sex without mating, and vice versa, but it increases the connection in that moment, or so I hear. Between mates, making love is supposed to be a completely fulfilling experience.”

  “I bet it is.” Sam paused. “So, what happens to me when we mate… I mean if we mate? Do I become a werewolf?”

  “There is a possibility. It’s likely. Not everyone shifts, but some do. Our kids would be shifters. You would help me lead the pack. That would be your role.”

  “Wow. What if I didn’t shift?”

  “That doesn’t change anything for me, and everyone else would have to get on board.”

  “But it would be better if I did, wouldn’t it?”

  “Perhaps, but I don’t want you worrying about that.”

  Sam thought for a moment. “Last week my life was so boring.” She shook her head and motioned to Preston. Okay Mr. Jacobs come to me.” She patted the spot next to her on the bed. He came and sat down. “You have some more relaxing to do.” Sam grabbed a bottle of lotion on the table next to the bed and motioned for Preston to lie down. He obliged. “Lay down, close your eyes, and relax. That’s an order.” He did. He was still tense.

  Sam moved to the bottom of the bed and grabbed his foot. She rubbed the lotion in her hands and started with the arch. She used her fingers and began to knead. She listened closely making sure to keep mental notes of his moans. She worked both of his feet until she was sure she had been thoroughly pleased. She then worked up his legs the same way, his shoulders, and his back until her fingers began to cramp. He had just been in a fight. He was on edge. He had a company and a pack to think about. She felt like he had the weight of the world on his shoulders, and if she could give him a little comfort it would be her pleasure. When she was done she realized that in all the excitement she hadn’t eaten in a while. She was hungry. It looked like Preston was asleep so she decided she would go to the kitchen and see what was there. Carefully she eased out of the bed as not to disturb Preston. She opened the door.

  “Where are you going?” She heard him ask.

  “I’m just going to get some food.”

  “Okay, baby.”

  She thought he was sleep, but his voice was raspy. He’d be asleep soon. She loved hearing him call her baby, or my sweet. It made her tingle inside.

  She made her way to the giant kitchen and grabbed a bottle of wine. She poured herself a big glass and decided to explore the bottom floor of the house sipping and walking slowly, taking it all in. It was just like his office. Huge and comfortable. “Could this all be mine?” She asked herself quietly.

  “Yes.” Preston was behind her. He looked at her like she was the only woman in the world.

  She jumped. “I didn’t hear you. You scared me.” She pressed her hand over her heart.

  “I’m a predator. If you had heard me, I wouldn’t be a very good one.”

  “Touché,” Sam replied.

  “I thought you were hungry.”

  “I am. I just wanted to take a look around. I hope you don’t mind.”

  “Not at all. Don’t be silly.”

  “I thought you would be asleep.”

  “I don’t want to sleep without you next to me ever again.”

  “Is that right? Maybe you don’t have to.” Sam finished her glass and went to pour herself another. Preston followed. She took a long sip and relished in the flavors dancing on her tongue. She leaned her head back. “This is good.”

  “What are you saying Samantha?”

  “I told you I was yours, didn’t I? I’m a woman of my word.”

  “And after everything you learned today?”

  “I guess I should have done my research before I opened my big mouth.” She shrugged and smiled playfully. She walked over to the gigantic refrigerator. “What do you want?” She asked Preston. She looked back at him.

  “Samantha,” he replied. His eyes were filled with hunger, but not for food. His gaze was animalistic, and Samantha had to catch her breath. She didn’t want to look away. He walked over to her and pick
ed her up placing her on the counter. Some of her wine spilled onto her shirt. He took the glass and placed it beside her. With his hands at her side he lifted her shirt and searched her body. He kissed her stomach. His grip was firm as he massaged her breasts. Her nipples hardened and wetness pooled at her center. His eyes flashed gold.

  She moaned as he pulled the shirt over her head and latched on to her breast. He gently bit her nipple and swirled his tongue around before sucking hard. “What if someone comes in?” Sam asked.

  “They can at their own risk.” He continued sucking her nipple. She moaned as warmth spread through her entire body. Who was Sam kidding? At the moment, she didn’t even care. He could do whatever he wanted to her, however he wanted to do it. One hand cupped her breast and the other moved between her legs. She spread them open slightly giving him easier access. He pressed two fingers inside her and used his thumb to massage her bundle of nerves. His rhythm was slow and steady. He switched breasts. Sam wanted to explode. Her nerves were on edge. She arched her back and opened her legs wider.

  Preston laid Sam back onto the counter. He kept pressing into her. He whispered in her ear. “I’m going to fuck this pussy. I hope you’re ready. Are you ready for me Sam? He pressed deeper.” Sam moaned. “Answer me,” he commanded, and he vibrated his hand sending shivers throughout her body. “You need me Samantha. I can feel it. Do you want me to fuck you?” He pressed again.

  Sam was having trouble speaking. She wanted him. She wanted him badly. She moved her body in sync with his hand. “Yes.”

  “Tell me. Tell me to fuck you Sam.”

  “Fuck me Preston. Please.”

  Preston grabbed her glass of wine and began pouring it over her body. The unexpected feeling caused Sam to gasp. She breathed heavily anticipating Preston’s next move. He began to lick the wine one drop at a time, starting from her neck and working her body biting, sucking, and licking all the way down to her center. He removed his hands and spread her legs wider and took a moment to appreciate her body, spreading her lips with his fingers and exploring. “Beautiful.” He pulled her to the edge of the counter and put his head between her legs. He clamped her inner thigh with his teeth and sucked. She moaned. He poured the wine down her center and she could feel it spreading throughout her. He licked the wine into every fold. He poured more and buried his face between her legs catching the wine with his tongue. “So fucking sweet.”

  “Damn. That feels so good.” She moaned over and over panting in between. He was relentless, and every move he made with his tongue was with expert precision. Sam grabbed the back of his head and pushed harder. She bucked her hips as she began to lose control.

  Preston growled, and it sent a vibration through her whole body. She let out a loud yell. “Come.” He commanded her. His voice was deep, velvety, and her body responded immediately. A wave of pleasure crashed over her, and she couldn’t contain her release. She let out a feral groan, her body convulsed and clenched around his tongue. She let out loud screams. Preston refused to let up. He kept working her until her body relaxed and she let out a final cry.

  She laid back and breathed heavily. After she caught her breath she lifted into a sitting position. Preston looked at her. His shoulders moved up and down from his heavy breathing. She grabbed him and pulled him closer, kissing him furiously. “That was amazing Preston.” He had awakened something in her.

  Twenty

  Preston grabbed Sam by the hips allowing her to wrap her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. He carried her up the stairs to his bedroom. She buried her head into his neck, and bit down sucking right above his collarbone. He growled at her and she giggled. Preston opened the door to his bedroom and carried Sam to the bed sitting her on the edge. He stood in front of her and she watched as he removed his boxers. The scent of her need teased him. He touched himself stroking his dick slowly and licked his lips. She looked at him in amazement. His heart was beating fast, as was hers. He finally had her where he wanted her. She had agreed to be his woman, but did that also mean that she was agreeing to be his mate? Preston had to be certain. He wanted all of Sam, and he was not willing to have anything less.

  He grabbed her and stood her on the edge of the bed. She looked at him. “Mine.” She grabbed his dick, but before she could move he grabbed her hand.

  “I need to know that you really want this Sam. Everything.”

  “What do you mean?”

  Preston was nervous, and only Sam could make him feel that way. The thought of her rejecting him would be heartbreaking. He took a deep breath. “Will you be my mate?”

  She sighed. “Do you mean right now? Can’t we talk about it later?”

  He rubbed her arms up and down and placed a kiss on her lips. “Do you love me Sam?”

  “Yes.” She let out a whisper as she looked away. She was just as nervous as him.

  “Don’t turn away from me. I love you, and I want you forever. I want nothing more than to fuck you until you can’t stand, but I won’t unless you agree.” Then in a swift motion turned her around and leaned her over the bed. He pressed his swollen head against her entrance from behind. “You’re so fucking wet Sam. Did you get wet like that for me?” Sam moaned. “Answer me.” He commanded. He grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head towards him. He sucked on her neck.

  “Yes. Only for you.” That’s what he liked to hear. Her moisture increased. He moved his head up and down, lubricating his tip with her wetness and once again pressed at her entrance. “Preston,” she whispered.

  “I couldn’t hear you,” He said.

  “Preston,” she repeated.

  “Say my name again.” He didn’t think it was possible to get any harder, but he did.

  She backed her ass up in an attempt to force him inside her, but he resisted. He smacked her right cheek. She shivered with excitement. “Preston, please,” she begged.

  He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back once more. “Not until I say.” She bent over farther. “Shit!” Preston exclaimed. “What did I just say?” He said into her ear. Her body was yearning for his, and he was going to give her all that she desired, but first he needed to teach her a lesson. “Samantha.” He commanded her attention. “I am your alpha. You have been bad. You are stubborn, and you always want to be in control. You have to learn to trust me, follow my lead, and there are times when you will have to obey. If you try to press that tight, beautiful pussy into me one more time you will have to answer to your alpha. Understand?” She nodded. “Answer me.”

  “Yes.”

  “Who’s your alpha?”

  “You are.”

  “Who’s in charge?”

  “You are.”

  Preston growled and Sam moaned. “Good. Now when can you get this dick?” He asked with authority, squeezing her breast.

  “Preston…”

  He gave her another smack in the same spot. “What did I say?” Another smack. When can you get this dick, Samantha?

  “Ohhh.” She moaned. “Not until you say.”

  He rubbed his head against her once again. She was dripping wet. “Fuck, Sam! I can’t wait to be inside you, to fuck you properly. Don’t you want that baby?”

  “Yes.”

  “Good.” He pressed against her a little harder barely breaching her entrance. He knew he was driving her wild. “Now, I asked you to be my mate.” He pressed harder. Her body instinctively clenched to suck him in. “It’s not a game or a joke. I take this seriously. I want to take care of you. I want to treat you like the queen you are. I want to grow old with you. I want to worship your body every fucking day, and fuck you senseless every fucking night, and you, Samantha Davis, are going to have my cubs. There is no one else for me Sam, and there is no one else for you. Understand?”

  “Yes.”

  “Can you accept that?”

  “Yes.”

  “You mean it?”

  “Yes. You’re my alpha.”

  That sent a thrill throughout his entire b
ody. “I’m only going to ask you this one more time Samantha. Will you be my mate?” He moved his hand to the front of her body and massaged her bundle of nerves as he stayed in position behind her. His erection jumped.

  “Yes.”

  That was all he needed to hear. Preston growled as he breached her entrance in one swift movement, burying himself deep inside her. She let out a cry of passion. He leaned his head back as he enjoyed every nerve tingling sensation of their connection. “Fuck!” He roared. Her body was warm and inviting. She squeezed clenching him tighter while arching her back and lifting her hips giving him better access. “Ummm.” He began sliding in and out. His eyes glued to her ass moving back as he pushed forward. “Samantha,” his voice was raspy. “You feel so good.” One hand stayed on on her back and the other roamed up to her breast. He squeezed her nipple causing her to buck faster against him. She felt so good. He increased speed. Pressing harder and deeper as Sam’s cries of ecstasy rang in his ears. She was breathing hard and groaning unable to form words. He moved his hand to her mouth and placed his finger there. She sucked the life out of it as she backed into him harder and harder. Their bodies moved in sync. Sam lifted her back and leaned against Preston. He turned her head towards him and kissed her lips. “I love you, Sam.”

  “I love you too.”

  He slid out of her and picked her up placing her on the bed on her hands and knees. He climbed up behind her on all fours. She arched her back and lifted her hips. He took a moment to admire the view. She had a beautiful body, but that ass deserved special recognition. He bit her cheek and kissed it before entering her once again from behind. Every nerve in his body had been awakened and all he wanted was more of Sam. This time his pace was fast and furious. “Fuck me.” She yelled as he drilled into her over and over. He pressed harder and harder, deeper and deeper, faster and faster. She came over and over, and every time he felt her clench his dick and wetness drip from her. It drove him wild. He wanted to make sure to please her more than any man ever could.

  As he felt himself nearing climax he turned her over. He kissed her softly and deeply as he entered her once more. He moved slower and meticulously, hovering over her. He wanted to show her what making love truly was. His strokes were slow and steady as he kissed her all over. He felt her body relax into his. She wrapped her arms around his neck and lifted her hips meeting him thrust for thrust. The sensations were better than anything he had ever felt. Her moans were directed in his ear and that had more effect on him than her loud screams. Their bodies were as close as humanly possible. Her hands moved to his behind and pushed him as he moved in and out. She moaned louder. He looked into her eyes, and she looked into his. He felt so vulnerable, and he didn’t want to be afraid to show her that. He wanted her to be his mate, but he wanted to make sure he wasn’t a complete asshole about it. She rubbed her palm against his cheek.