Werewolf Romance: Wolfess’s Desire (Paranormal Invasion Abduction Contemporary Werewolf Shifter Romance) (Fantasy First Bad Boy Billionaire Comedy Mystery Seduced by Alpha Shapeshifter Short Stories) (9 page)

With a grin, she continued to suck him, but this time more slowly, she wanted him begging her to go fast, and show Mr. Frank she had claws too.

*****

“Alicia… Alicia,” Alicia heard the call before she registered what was happening, that’s when Gabriel stopped her and listened closely.

“Alicia,” Yolanda crying voice was heard on the corridor. Shit.

They both froze and rapidly they let go of each other like one was the black plague. Alicia reacted first and immediately closed the door, “wait a second honey, I’m just getting dressed okay.”

“I had a bad dream, can I sleep with you?”

She panicked and looked at Gabriel but froze because of his serious expression. Well, ladies and gentleman, the stone cold Mr. Frank was back in town.

“Okay Yolanda, we are going to sleep in your room, okay honey, just let me get dressed.”

“Okay. But hurry up Alicia, I’m scared.” A smooth voice was heard from the other side.

Knowing how this will turn out Alicia rearranged fast, went to bathroom to refresh and came out wearing pajamas. She was serious now as Gabriel who still stood naked, semi erected seated on her bed looking at her as if she was the guilty one there.

How dare him!

He was the one who
came
into
her
room
uninvited
and started to grope her on her sleep, while she was sleeping for Pete’s sake, which was beyond sexual harassment.

She was reaching for the door, when Gabriel grabbed her arm, on her back he said, “We’ll talk about this later.” He articulated with all business menacing tone.

She snorted, “No worry Mr. Frank, I understand what happened here, you don’t have to worry. I won’t sue you or blackmail you. Let’s just forget this, maybe you had too much to drink this evening. Relax.  I won’t do anything that would put Yolanda in a bad position, and I hope that this kind of incident doesn’t happen again.” With that she released her arm from his grip and closed the door to take care of the number one and only reason she was there, not to be on the call and deck of the boss.

***

Alicia couldn’t believe she actually accepted Melissa invitation to come to the club, but she needed this fun, fuck it all time. The situation with Mr. Frank was impossible, the bastard! After all she did to his daughter he was still treating her with hostility, as if it was her fault he got in her room and almost violated her.

Nope. Not true. Actually he asked if she wanted to proceed, but with all the pent-up passion she was feeling on that moment, how could she say no?

Anyway, tonight was the night to forget it all and go crazy as Melissa suggested, she didn’t know what was bothering her, but Melissa told her that she would tell when she was ready to share and that’s why Alicia adored her best friend.

The club was full as usual, but thank God they manage to get a great parking spot.  They used Melissa’s car, it was safer and better that way. Dressed to kill they made their way to the entry, gathering several whistles.

It wasn’t for naught in their tight, short dresses and high heels guaranteed men's attention toward them. But her happy bubble was busted when her subconscious asked why couldn’t Gabriel show this kind of appreciation to her?

“Are you okay?”

“Yes, let’s go.”

As they enter the club, they were greeted with the vibration of stained heavy electric bass and people dancing to the loud electronic music. They found a spot and ordered drinks; her eyes accessed the club until they stopped at a drop dead beautiful man.

He was simply the wettest bad boy dream come true with ripped muscles, tattooed arms, and an overconfident posture at the bar.

Alicia was swallowed up by his sensuality, her system just stopped, not being able to take her eyes off that exotic beauty. If she could do something, a low whistle of appreciation would escape her lips, because if that wasn’t the most decadent mirage in the form of a god in a mortal body playing at the bar, then she didn’t know what he was.

He paced sinuously along the edge of the bar, grabbing his beer like a lover takes the woman he intends to ravish all night long. His long jeans-clad legs maintaining a precisely controlled stride, his thick, black hair cut short, slightly curly, framing a savage masculine face. A dark V-neck sweater stretched over powerful, ripped shoulders, finalizing with a thin waist of a Roman soldier statue.

After Gabriel she thought she would not have that intense reaction with another man, but she was wrong.

Heat took over her body, heightened the bad boy’s physical awareness that she was devouring with her eyes. Her body vibrated as if his fingers were touching her and not the beer’s neck. And when their eyes finally met, her whole world exploded.

His intense gaze in an exceptional piercing black conquered all her senses. There was no other human being on the club. He got all her undivided attention.

“He can’t take his eyes off you.” Melissa said cutting their connection.

She startled, but quickly pulled herself together, taking her attention from the Adonis on stage and focusing on her friend.

‘‘Ha?”

“Don’t
ha
me. You know what I’m talking about. The hot piece of meat at the bar end.”

“I don’t know what you are talking about…”

“Come on Alicia, that delicious species of men there is set on you and I can see that you too. So don’t give that bullshit.  Want advice?  Act fast because you’ll lose him, you are not the only one with eyes on him.”

That was when she noticed the other women ogling him.

“You know that I—”

“Don’t give me that bullshit Alicia, you told me you wanted to go
loco
tonight, and when the good graces of this forsaken planet grace you with the perfect definition of
loco
, you turn you back!?”

She wanted to answer, but words died in her throat as a hot guy asked Melissa to dance. And of course she said yes.  Feeling bad Alicia turned her attention back to the “perfect definition of
loco
” and to her surprise, he still had his eyes on her.

The strength of his powerful look took her breath away and made her blood run hot again. She had to cross her legs at the bar to relieve some of that heat that came down between her legs.

For Eros, if she was getting so hot and bothered simply because of a sinful look.  Maybe Melissa was right, she had to get out of her shell and live a little.

He set the bottle at the bar with one last gulp and walked to her. He walked has if he owned the world: shoulders high, strong and confident, body barely holding his wild energy, as a hunting animal and she was pretty sure she was the prey.

Heat invaded her whole body faced with this perspective and she felt her nipples harden. Heavens, she really needed to scratch that itch. Mr. Frank couldn’t do it, maybe this guy could. When he arrived at her side, he didn’t just stop next to her, he leaned into her, taking her personally space.

“Can I buy you a drink?” He whispered in her ear with a low husky tone, so she would hear him over the loud music.  His voice was thick and guttural, the kind of voice that only belonged to a sexy man who knew how to please a woman.

Damn! He was more attractive than she thought; he was the kind of man who could make a woman beg on her knees to have a piece of him. Up close, his clothes did nothing to hide his ripped body and that animalistic energy.

She was so mesmerized by the bad boy’s voice that it took a moment to answer, so that was why she responded his question with a soft whisper for only him to hear, “you may.”

He growled, as if she was taunting him and that made her even hotter for him. His growl was animalistic, something too carnal for a mere mortal, she shivered just hearing it. Damn! She liked men who took things a little bit extreme, shame that the bold possessive men were going extinct to be replaced by flower’s guys who competed for a turn in the mirror with you.  For her, men had to be
men
.
Like Mr. Frank…
fuck Gabriel! Who needed his uptight ass when you have a force of nature like this whispering at your ear?

With resolution she wet her lips and his eyes diverted to her lips, somehow that made her smile. His shameless response to her was making her bold. She took a full minute of appreciation. Without a doubt he was hot! He had the kind of beauty which she liked in men, not flawless, but virile; full kissable red lips, dark eyes filled with burning passion that reminded her of… forget it! Continuing: a face to die for, and an amazing sexy smile, she gulped.

“What are you drinking? I’m Theo, by the way.” He practically breathed on her, making her only nod in favor of his intensity. He chuckled, seeing her astonishment; she bet he was used to this kind of response from women. “And you are?”

“Alicia.”

“Alicia,” he said her name like it was something exotic from a mysterious land, “a beautiful name for a beautiful woman.”

Most man would say girl, but he knew the exact words to captivate her more into his web.

That made her smile, relax a bit. He was hot alright, but only human like her. His easy going killer smile enchanted me. Just to get a hold of herself she put some space between them, something about his closeness made her not function correctly; she didn’t know what was happening with her, just that this guy was getting under her skin far too quickly.

He nodded, “So Alicia, how about that drink?”

*****

One drink led to another.  A little conversation led to a heavy flirt.  Needless to say that a heavy flirt led to
want to go somewhere else?

To say Alicia was impressed by Theo was an understatement, she was used to guys hitting on her in clubs, but she never acted on it.  She was too shy to go ahead with occasional sex, no matter how much she would want to try it.

However, this guy didn’t try hard to get her to have sex with him, she was naturally enchanted by him, plus she wanted revenge on someone.

She talked to Melissa and explained the situation, Melissa was happy and her exact words were: “Finally! I was getting worried for you. Have fun and be safe, and don’t do anything I would do.” Then she winked and got down and dirty with the hot guy who asked her to dance, as it seemed, they were going home together.

Once they got in the back alley of the club, Theo quickly embraced Alicia, turning her to face him, his eyes rocked her body hungrily, and the glint in his blue eyes showed exactly what he wanted. He didn’t give her time to think about the situation, he was on her lips faster than lightning, she hadn’t had sex in a year, she didn’t do occasional sex, and now she was doing sex on the back alley of a club.

How people changed…

He groaned as he tasted the honey of her mouth and took the kiss deeper. Alicia moaned, responding to the ferocity of his action and let herself get lost in the passion. He bit her lower lip as she gasped while he took the opportunity to explore her sweet mouth and initiate a French kiss, which she felted to the core of her being.

Her hands gained a mind of their own and went up to his curly hair which she wanted desperately to touch.  It was so silky and smooth, making her red painted nails slide through it. She was getting so hot just by his kiss that she was beginning to think she had a fever; he was so much more than she expected.

He didn’t give her time to delve into her thoughts; his mouth assaulted her like he was waiting to do that for a long while. And she could feel the desperation, hunger, neediness in his touch.

And that passion was too much for her, she needed to breathe, just a little, just to make sure that this was really happening. “Theo…” she breathed then lost the need for air as he jumped from her mouth to her neck in wet opened mouth kisses.

He pressed himself on her, making her feel just how hard he really was. She felt his hard thick steel pulsing for her and she couldn’t resist grinding on him just to feel him closer to the skin. Theo growled on the brink of passion.

“Please Theo, I need you now.” She pleaded, too out of control to care about her request.

She didn’t have to ask twice.  He let her go, reached for his jeans pocket and put a condom on his superb manhood.  It was dark but she could see the outline of it.  Besides, she
felt
it, came back to her, pushed her short dress up, lifted her off the floor, she involved her legs on his waist and her back hit the cold wall.

He kissed her with reverence, even slight trebling, she was about to ask if everything was okay, but then she felt him. Gasped at the feeling of him opening her up and when he was all the way in, they both groaned and she felt like she died and went to heaven.

He gave her a minute to adjust to his size before he started to move, gaining a rhythm. Things got wild quickly and she lost total and utter control of her body. The way he was pistoling in and out of her, his outlaw moves were just too much.

She felt her walls convulse around him, his name at the tip of her tongue with a cry that pierced the silence, and held him tight as she rocked in a sensuous orgasm. He didn’t take long to follow her, he came right after her with a raspy, throaty groan, exploding inside of her with the strength of a wild animal he was.

A full second, minute, hour, eternity… passed, both of they supported by the wall and awed by their intense sex session. She couldn’t believe that they had such raw skin to skin connection. He slowly took his self from her warmth, which already missed his presence and put her down.

“I knew that it was going to be explosive, but…” he said out of breath.

“You weren’t prepared for this.” she answered in his embrace.

“Yeah.”

“Me too, it’s never felt like that.”

“Because you never had it like
that
.”

“Aren’t you an arrogant bastard?”

“It comes with my natural charm.”

“No kidding. I never said it was
that
good, just never
like that
”

He just smirked.