The sexcape.

William smelt a sweet, seductive scent when he walked into the bar. It was uncommon cause the bar was for humans, and as he knew, no wolves should be around. That was why he looked around and walked close to the woman whose red hair looked a bit tousled like that of a person who just got out of bed and wouldn't mind going back right in.

He gulped, knowing that his assumption was wrong. The woman's hair was messy because she must have run her fingers through the strands repeatedly - just like she was doing at the moment

He looked at her and winced when her hazel eyes, coated with smears from her mascara, lifted up to look at him. The freckles on her nose looked like they had a life of their own, looking so brightly obvious in the dimmed light of the club.

When he came close to her, the woman suddenly brushed his arm with her fingers. The scent he had been smelling became stronger, and he felt a strong desire inside him to claim this beauty before him.

What? He realized this was not another wolf. She’s a human. Then why would she smelt so good?

"I'm talking to you, Sir." The woman slurred again, giggling when her words came out all mixed up, and reached out to touch him. "Hot Damn, you look so fine."

"Thank you." He grinned. He was very familiar with faltering, but he had never been so horny for a human.

"Are you a stripper?" She asked, running her hand over his hard chest. She could barely believe what she was doing. She was drunk, angry, and all tensed up at the fact that Karl had called her boring!

She? Boring?! She had red hair! There was not an ounce of boredom in her genes.

"Bastard!" She hissed at William, who gave her a pensive look, as if he is her bastard ex-boyfriend. But then her sense was drawn by alcohol again, and she followed her inner desire when she fell forward and hanged herself on the man’s chest.

"Excuse me?" William was instinctively offended. But before he could push away this rude and hot woman away, the scent of her got the best of him.

His wolf shouted in his mind:”Mate! She’s OUR MATE!”

From being called a stripper to being a bastard.

Before he had a chance to be astonished by her outrageous behaviour, going from calling him a stripper to a bastard, his mind was completely consumed by the excitement of his inner wolf.

Mate? No way! He was an Alpha, and there was never an Alpha that would be mated to a woman in history! And why would the moon goddess mate him to a woman like her anyway?

After all, he was William, the powerful Alpha of Blood Moon Pack in the werewolf world, and the famous CEO of Hayes Company to the humans - a company that dealt with different verses of businesses such as a fashion and clothing line, a hotel and restaurant, a private airline for businessmen who wanted to go out and return to the country in secret, and so on.

But what? She called him a bastard at the first meeting?

If it was just that, it might have been better. All he would do was walk away from her, but the moon goddess decided to make a woman like her his mate? That was what he would never settle for.

"Oh, not you!" She said quickly, hazel eyes flashing innocently. Irrespective of the judgment he had made of her, he couldn't find it in him to look away. "It's my stupid boyfriend. Well, he's my ex now, considering he cheated on me. There's no way I'm going back to that bastard."

Great!

Even the woman had her heart pinned on someone else, which was apparently why she drank herself into oblivion.

That was one of the reasons why he hated humans. They were too weak for their own good. They could spend the rest of their lives pinning for things that shouldn't matter.

And if this was supposed to be his mate, how would she fulfil her role as his Luna?

He shook his head slightly in defiance. No, she just wasn't it for him.

No way would he ever claim a human like her for a mate.

Human!

He growled within himself as his eyes flitted back to her once more.

He swallowed the sudden lump that formed in his throat.

Even if he was trying so hard to sever the mate bond in his mind, he couldn't deny that the woman in front of him was incredibly beautiful. Plus, she had the curves in all the right places. He was sure that her breast would fit into his palm perfectly if he cupped one of it right away.

He was still fighting his inner battle when the woman in front of him leaned over and kissed him fully on the lips. His resolve broke at that point.

He was going to bed her for the night. Once it was morning, he would put her away from his mind and his thoughts.

"I could make it all disappear." He murmured darkly, pressing himself against her, and watched in satisfaction as a glassy look slid over her eyes.

If she wanted sex, he was going to give her just that.

"Yes, please." She murmured back. "How much did it cost for a night?"

****

William kicked open the motel room and dragged her inside by the arm. He had spent the past ten minutes in torture. They'd had to drive around to find a motel, and all through the ride, his hazel eyes woman had barely kept her hands off him. Her hands, small and slender, stroked his chest and his neck. Fuck, she'd run a finger down his Adam's apple, and he'd nearly lost it there and then. He had wanted nothing more but to find a secluded place, park the car, and pound the hell out of her.

Once the door was closed behind them, he yanked her by the waist to him, held her face up, and leaned in to kiss her.

"Wait... shouldn't we exchange names? I'm An-"

"No names." He growled, unable to wait one more minute.

He wasn't ready to claim a human mate for himself. He had seen people who made that mistake and how they had to pay for it with their lives as the human mates couldn't keep it to themselves that werewolves truly exist and they got married to one. In the end, the werewolves became the target for other humans and got their lives cut short.

He was not about to be that fool.

"Okay then." She slurred to him.

Before he could decide what her next move was, her hand cupped his cock, making it pulse with life and growing larger than it already was.

Anna felt her entire body engulfed in flames. Flames she would gladly succumb to. God, he was insistent. His mouth prodded, demanded, and took as he wanted. A shudder racked down her body as he ripped the upper part of her dress, eager to see her breasts spill out of it.

"Fuck me," he panted, slipping his hands over the mounds. "No bra."

She smiled coyly before her hand went over to his shirt before she began to undo the buttons. Her fingers trembled as they touched his skin and her feet staggered a bit. Still, she continued down the path she had chosen.

William felt his mouth go dry. He had a feeling that if it wasn't because of her drunkenness, the woman would never do anything like she currently was.

"Don't stop!" He moaned when she clasped his nipples in her mouth and began to suck gently. "Fuck!" His head rolled back and he breathed heavily.

Her hand cupped his cock even as she continued smoking. At that point, it was hard not to let himself be engulfed in the flames of the pleasure he was going through.

"You are beautiful." She moaned into his chest before she took his other nipple in her mouth again.

He leaned back, dislodging her mouth from his nipple. Then, he carried her to the bed.

Anna's face flushed as a surprised moan slipped from her lips when his mouth, hot and wet, slipped over her nipple.

"Oh, fuck!" She cried, reaching for his hair so she could hold him in place. "Don't you dare stop... Oh, that feels so good."

He trailed hot kisses down her body, moving her clothes, the obstacle between him and his main goals, out of the way. When he got to her pussy, he cocked a grin at her. The next thing Anna knew, she was almost throwing herself up from the bed as his tongue delved into her core. His finger rubbed her clitoris, intensifying her hunger.

She shot up when she couldn't take the pleasure anymore. But it was almost as if her stripper already knew what she was about to do as his hand held her down. She let herself free, convulsing as waves and waves of pleasure shot through her.

William didn't give her a chance to recover from the release she just enjoyed. He covered her body with his and parted her legs to accommodate him.

"Do you still want to go further?" He asked her, giving her one last chance to back away from him even though his body was cursing him for even thinking about such a thing.

If Anna wasn't so drunk, she might have ran away from the room when he asked her that, but she wasn't herself, and Karl's betrayal still hurt. She had been a good girl all her life, saving her virginity for her husband, but he betrayed her.

She didn't know if it was because she didn't give him sex as he always wanted, but she was not going to let such a thing stop her now.

She raised her head and kissed the man leaning on her while resting his weight on his arms.

Taking her cue, he nudged his member against her, and when he slid within her, everything around them exploded in a million fragments.

*****

When Anna woke up the next morning, every part of her felt sore. She groaned tiredly and sat up. Beside her was a stranger. A very gorgeous stranger. She furrowed her brows trying to recall who he was.

Flashes of the night before, the sizzling sex they had together, sifted through her head and she clasped a hand over her mouth to stifle a gasp.

She had spent her night with a stripper!

Well hot damn! And it was amazing. She had to admit, he was pretty good at his job.

But that was her first time also, and she didn't know how to react to losing something so precious to a stranger. Still, she couldn't deny that she enjoyed it. Nor could she stay around and wait for him to wake up and find her there.

Sighing deeply, she slid out of the bed and tried to make something out of her dress. It was all ripped and mangled. There was no way she could wear it that way. Her eyes fell on his shirt, and she slipped it on. He wouldn't mind now, would he?

Slapping a hundred dollars on the pillow next to him, she left the motel with a lazy satisfied smile on her face.

Who gave a hoot about Karl? She had just had the best night of her life!