Chapter 2

GABE

A knock on the door had me pulling from my thoughts and it was welcoming. I needed a distraction. Thinking about the past always grated at my nerves building up the anger that always simmered on the surface.

“Doors open” I called out, not bothering to move from my horizontal position.

“Alpha, Jamerson said you wanted to see me?” The sweet voice carried through the stark and drab apartment.

The owner of the voice, Bailey, walked around the other side of the couch and now stood before me in a short black skirt and dark grey tank top. Her feet were clad with heels at least 4 inches high, giving the petite raven-haired beauty some height.

I nodded to her, while my eyes traveled from head to toe and back up again. Her chocolate-colored eyes sparkled with excitement, yet her hands fiddled together nervously.

Her large tits stretched the fabric of her top, and her skirt came just below her ass cheeks, leaving little to the imagination.

“I did,” I said with a cool tone, while still eye-raping her. My tongue slowly poked out, licking my lips while my eyes still feasted upon her. My cock was at half-mast and the thought of this girl wrapping her thick, juicy red painted lips around my shaft and sucking it, was helping him grow.

I pulled my towel open, so she could get a look at her prize. Her eyes widened and her mouth slacked open. She looked intimidated, almost scared. Her sudden expression was a massive lift to my ego.  

I smiled at those parted lips “It’s not going to suck itself.” I declare, raising an eyebrow. But she doesn’t notice that. No. All her attention was on the lengthening hunk of meat between my legs.

She opened and closed her mouth before giving an audible reply “Yes… yes, Alpha.” Her words stumbled as she moved closer and dropped to her knees in front of my crotch and licked her lips.

“No, take it all off,” I order. She nodded “Leave the heels on.” There was something sexy as fuck with a woman completely naked with only heels on while you fucked them.

She shucked all but the heels and kneeled in front of me again.

“Are you clean Bailey?” I didn’t mean STDS, because as a werewolf you didn’t contract those kinds of diseases. What I meant was, is she fresh, had not been fucked by anyone else today, and had washed her body. Some wouldn’t care, but I did, I may not have high standards, but I did have some.

“Yes Alpha, for two days now.” She knew what I meant, and I could smell her soap knowing that she had showered today as well.

“Good then come suck me off.” I again, order.

The compliant Good Time girl became giddy with excitement as she bowed her head and eagerly ran her tongue up and down my shaft, it twitched in anticipation, my semi becoming fully erect when she took me in her mouth and began licking and sucking.

One of my hands was propped behind my head, while the other reached down and grabbed a fist full of Bailey’s dark hair. Tightening my hand over her strands, I began to guide her head, pushing my cock further into her throat.

I heard her gag and felt her saliva dribbling down over my tightening balls. She hollowed out her cheeks as best as she could, she couldn’t fit me all, but it didn’t lessen the pleasure as I lifted my hips and began brutally fucking her mouth.

She sobbed at my relentless thrusting as I hit the back of her throat over and over until I felt my balls tingle and cock swell. I grunted out my release as ropes of my seed shot into her mouth.

Like a good girl, she swallowed.

She lifted her tear-stained and disheveled face. I brought my thumb to her cheek and wiped away some of the tears. “You were a good girl, would like to be rewarded?” I wasn’t a complete monster. I just get carried away. I know what I like and take it, drawing out my pleasure.

With quivering lips, she bobbed her head “Please Alpha” her voice begged.

“Then come sit on my face and let me treat you like my favorite dessert.” It was meant to come out softly, it sounded soft in my head but, it just came out low and impassive. As if it was a chore for me to do that for her. In a way it was.

Bailey scooted on her knees before coming to stand by my head. I grabbed her waist to steady her, and she swung one leg over me to rest on the arm of the couch, the other still on the floor. Her arousal was thick and heady, she was eager to please me and elated that I would give her pleasure back.

With her pussy hovering above my face, I traced a finger through the glistening folds, then pushed it inside of her roughly. At the same time, my other hand pulled her down by the hip and latched my mouth onto her clit. Sucking hard.

She let out a loud wonting gasp and began to gyrate over my face as my finger plundered and my tongue flicked. “Yes Alpha, oh yes!” she cried out her orgasm in no time, as a rush of fluid filled my mouth.

I don’t let up; I finger fucked her and sucked her to her next orgasm.

“My god! Fuck me, Alpha! Please fuck me now!” She screamed. And when I felt her next orgasm ready to explode, I hoisted her from my face and pushed her back, impaling my cock inside her. Her scream was of shock and pure ecstasy. Going off like a firecracker.

I felt her catch her breath, “Now ride me hard and fast, and give me a good time.” I harshly tell her while guiding her hips up and down, her slick pussy gliding the length of my cock with each thrust.

When I finally found my second release, not caring or even noticing, if she had come again, I pushed her off me, her tiny frame falling to the floor with a thud.

She stood on shaky legs, opening and closing her mouth like a fish, stunned at my abrupt coldness. She was a wreck and was trying to figure out how to say what she wanted to say.

She wanted to stay. Not happening.

“You may leave now Bailey.” My tone was cold. I close my eyes, draping an arm across my forehead. I could hear and feel that she still hadn’t moved. “I said leave!” More forcefully this time and with command.

I heard her gather her clothes, rush to the door, and open and close it. The click of her heels faded. She had left. No Good Time girl ever stayed here. Why? Because I didn’t want them to, they were a means to a release.

Just a fuck.

If I showed more tenderness or entertained them any longer than what I wanted them for, they would expect more. More than what I was willing to give. I had no use for or desire, for a relationship. And I sure as fuck didn’t want any of the girls getting the wrong idea.

The Rising Moon wasn’t just a bar. It was my office, where we conducted most of our deals. It was also my home, and I would need to be down there soon.

I took over the bar a year after I deserted our pack, and it has been our bread and butter since. That and my sister were the two most important things in this so-called life of ours. I knew if anything ever happened to me, Jamerson and Killian would look after Seffy.

Seffy or Seraphina was five years younger than us. All this, everything I had built was for her. One day she would find out just how much I loved her. I just hoped it wasn’t anytime soon. Because when she found out… I dread to think how she would look at me. It wouldn’t be through the same doting eyes that she looks at me with now.

Seffy thinks I saved her. I did save her but not in the way she imagined. She has no idea what I did to our pack. To our parents. If she did, I can guarantee she wouldn’t look at me the same.

Seffy has no love for our parents, probably even less than me but she wasn’t cruel or a killer. She was sweet. Headstrong but kind.

I smile at the thought of my little sister being a much better person than me. Somedays I wonder if I should have given her a different life than one in a bar. Then I remembered how much I hated the pack and their rules. How they tried to sell my sister against her will and the fate she almost endured and didn’t, thanks to me.