Alpha Wyler
I woke dry humping her, my hand holding her through her shorts, seeking her wetness and my mouth gnawing at her shoulder. Slowly, I figured out what was going on – while being asleep our wolves had gotten comfy and were encouraging the physical contact.
She was still asleep though, moaning and rocking her hips against my hand.
I lifted my mouth from her shoulder and paused what I'd been doing to her small frame. In the dream- I'd been mating her. in reality; I was acting like a thirteen year old in a wet dream.
I grumbled as she tossed towards me and started to nibble my neck, muttering her dirty thoughts to me.
Though I knew better than to enjoy it and let it continue, I allowed my wolf an indulgence; one moment longer of her playing and groping me. This was her wolf. I liked her a lot. She wanted me. I wanted her.
“Oh, my Luna.” I grumbled as her teeth scathed my shoulder and she bit tenderly.
Grabbing her hips, I held her firm against my pelvis, rocking against her, letting my cock rub her belly – the one that would carry my pups one day.
She moaned again. “Touch me...”
I looked through the dim light of the morning but her eyes were still closed. my fingers on her tightened.
“Olivia?” I panted, knowing I had to wake her – it was wrong.
She clung to my chest, her wolf screaming at me- Mate!
Her little hand took mine and dropped it between her thighs. “Touch me... touch me, Johnathan.”
Instantly, I tensed, stopping all advancement on her. “What?”
“John...”
My nostrils flared, she was having a dream about my Beta! She was letting me touch her because of my Beta! My Luna had the hots for my fucking Beta! Fuck no!
I got out of bed, growling and she stirred in protest but fell back asleep.
In a furious step, I headed to the bathroom to try and chill out. I stared in the mirror, but all I wanted to do was punch the mirror. This was jealousy, unintended pure jealousy and it bothered me, so much so I was wreathing in discontentment.
What was this girl's problem! She was my mate. She was the mate of an Alpha, why did she want a mated Beta? Worse, why had a mated beta allowed the fantasies... He must have known, I knew they were friends – but it would end now.
I moved to my closet and started to rip apart my options. I found a pair of dark jeans and a white shirt from the piles she'd left me and called it a day.
I knew I should have been wearing better attire. I mean- I was the Alpha, about to run outside and chew out Johnathan. This made me look like a lazy crushing teen – no better than her.
In bare feet, I thundered the stairs, breezing by the cook who tried to greet me.
“Good morning, Alpha Wyler. What do you feel like for breakfast today?”
I glanced at her with no reply, heading out the door and right across the street for Johnathan's dwelling. It was pissing rain and I was soaked well before I got to his door, but it didn't stop me from throwing my fist into it.
There was a minute or so before the door creaked.
“Morning, Alpha.” Johnathan went rigid, swinging it open once he saw me. Drenched in the rain, my shirt flat to my chest, I must have been a startling sight to see.
I took in the twenty year old's scruffy appearance. He looked like he'd just gotten laid and it pissed me off more.
“Is something wrong?”
I stepped inside as his mate- I was pretty sure her name was Katie- walked down stairs.
“Morning, Alpha.” His mate smiled. “Would you like some coffee?”
Johnathan was waiting for me to say something, like a nervous damn wreck.
“No...” My eyes flashed to him. “Have you touched Olivia sexually?”
Katie gasped and I ignored her.
“What?” Johnathan swallowed – hard, I noticed everything about his suddenly weak expression.
“I want to know, now.”
Johnathan stuttered, long enough for Katie's eyes to bulge their sockets.
“Johnathan!”
His jaw flapped in the wind as he tried to form words. “It was way before you, sweetie.”
It was enough evidence to anger me and I grabbed him by his shirt, sending him to the near wall. “What did you do to her?”
He was beat red, embarrassed, but I didn't give a shit. “I... We...”
“My god, just say it!” I shouted in his face.
“I finger fucked her.”
I dropped him in the instant he gave in to me. that's what you did as Alpha, once they gave you submission you laid off instantly – it was basic respect but it also taught respect.
“Did you make her cum?” The words flew free fire out of my mouth.
Katie got antsy, looking to the kitchen and back to the scene in front of her.
“Did you!”
He shot back against the wall. at the end of the day, my Beta displayed all attributable traits of his position. Strong enough to be a leader, submissive enough to never defy me.
“I did.”
“Once? Twice?”
“We'd hang out once in a while. She always came onto me first. It was more than a few times.”
I growled from the information, it was what I feared. my mate was nonsensically attracted to him and Johnathan would have to be removed. “You have twenty-four hours to leave Silvermoon, you're stripped of your position.”
“Woah! We never did anything...” Johnathan panicked, coming at me. “Caleb.”
I shoved him back and he hit the wall so hard the pictures around him lost their nails and fell to the floor with a crash. Glass covered my feet but I didn't pay much attention to it.
“Twenty-four hours, Johnathan, do you understand me?”
He sighed with a nod. “Yes, Alpha.”
With a grunt, I nodded to him; almost sympathetically. This wasn't his fault, but she was obviously obsessed with him, even with his mate now present. I grabbed the door knob and threw it out of my way as I trudged through the rain toward the pack house.
As soon as I stepped in the door, Olivia walked down the stairs- dressed in a tight pair of skinny jeans that showed off her slight waist but it wasn't the jeans I disapproved of, it was the small mid-drift shirt hugging her narrow curves and allowing most of her stomach to be exposed.
“What are you wearing?” I growled.
Her bright eyes lit up from the instant confrontation. I, on the other hand, wanted to rip the clothes off her and burn them – I had half the mind to do it too.
“You're soaking wet,” she observed me, stepping in a bit close with her lips puckered as a tease.
My growling was off the charts that morning and there was no easy way to stop it- unless my mate dropped her panties and let me stick my hard cock inside her blushing pussy but I doubted that would transpire.
“I know.” I lowered my jaw and looked her over again. “Would your father approve of this outfit?”
She smiled a wicked grin and popped her hip, before replying, “I dunno... what do you think, Daddy?” With a giggle she walked towards the kitchen, leaving me with rain droplets going places they should not. I could go upstairs, get something appropriate on for the day or I could chase her and teach her a lesson. I voted for the latter and walked after her. She heard me coming too and quickened her step, swinging towards me as I caged her against the granite counters in the kitchen, growling again.
Her body wiggled against mine. Whatever she was playing at today, I wasn't in any mood for.
“You seem tense?”
“You're dressed like a whore.” I took her hips and lifted her onto the counters, her knees grabbing my sides and squeezing.
“Not even close but I was gonna wear my knee high boots.”
“Out of the question.”
Unlike me, she was having a blast and I couldn't stand it any longer.
“What if I still wear them? Will you spank me again?”
My heavy breathing hitched, so I could watch the excitement in her build.
“You're not wearing any of it, Olivia.”
“But--”
I grabbed the shirt around her breasts and tugged it over her head, turning enough so I could throw it in the trash can across the kitchen. It flew through the air and landed with precision.
She gulped as I returned to her, seeing now her bra-less state.
“Oh,” I stared at her chest, “this wasn't a good choice either.”
She gasped as I lowered my head and took her nipple between my teeth. as I rolled the bud in my mouth, she moaned like a real whore- wanting and accepting. Her hands ran through my wet hair upon her hot gasp, grabbing me closer.
It made me furious to think my Beta had shoved his fingers inside her and made her scream in pleasure. That he'd been there before me, touching her and making her wet.
I bit her breast, and not as nicely as I intended, and she pulled my hair as a protest.
“Ow!”
I softened my jaw and licked, which sent her head back and exposed her neck. This horny little girl was mine, she just didn't even know it. I already owned her – her mind just had to catch the fuck up and soon.
The button on her jeans slipped open once I used enough pressure to shimmy it. she gasped when I shoved my hand between her thighs- taking two fingers with no salvia to ease them- and ramming her wet little hole.
Through gritted teeth, she wreathed and I watched her eyes roll into her head. I pumped my hand in and out of her and she complied like she should, shaking and moaning. she pulled my face back to her breasts and I happily obliged. I loved her erect nipples, pink and horny just for me. Aside from the obvious thought in my head – that maybe she wasn't thinking of me as I was her.
Pistoning my hand into her, she convulsed- screaming aloud as she came on the granite counters in front of me, like a damn goddess after my own heart.
I took my hand from her as she slowly gained her sense of awareness and bit her lip with a giggle.
I eyed her, growling, angry with my final thoughts as she'd cum hard from me – my hand in her.
“Alpha?” her voice quivered.
I stepped back, my hand and wet fingers falling to my side. “How's that compared to Johnathan?”
Her eyes widened and her jaw fell but she said nothing.
“I'm going to change. I'll be down in ten minutes to take you to school.”