Rae

My first week flew by so fast, I can't believe it's already Friday. I have only 4 hours left, my lunch break coming up in a few minutes. Melissa and I made it a habit to go to lunch together, since she's in charge of making everyone's schedules anyways.

We became pretty close during the time we've spent together, she confessed in her secret affair with Jason, as she calls him. He's still Mr. Mildred to be, I couldn't bear to disrespect my boss by calling them by their first name. But she's earned that privilege with being so personal with him.

I haven't warmed anyone else up to me, I've been getting a lot of stares as I walked by or anyone passed by my office. I knew I was going to get attention, but I didn't want to feel like a zoo animal.

Over lunch she invited me to go with her and some friends of hers to this club tonight, saying that I need to have fun with all the work I've been doing this week.

She gossiped on the fact that one of the accountants got caught watching porn at work. Who would even risk it, now they're gonna have this follow them while they're here. We finished our lunch chatting about a problem she and Mr. Mildred is having, she wants to make this relationship public after being together for 3 years and he likes what they have just fine. I can't exactly advise her as I'm not an expert on relationships, but I happily lend my ear to listen.

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I walked to the bus stop that was a block away thankfully, which one take me to 12 stops before I have to change to another one that leads to two blocks away from my apartment.

I don't mind the transportation, it gives me a chance to settle by listening to audiobooks while I watch out for the bus stops.

I'm currently listening to this mafia erotica, reading smut throughout my teen hood made me great at perfecting my poker face; so any scenes that goes into details about going down the length of the prominent cock or how good it felt where the head hit the right placed during certain positions can be played right into my earbuds and no one's any wiser.

Not like I have much experience in the department. Other than the two a guys who attempted to fuck me in high school, I was as celibate as one is.

I used my key to get into my building, deciding to take the stairs instead to waiting for the elevator.

I entered my apartment unit, pleased to see the layout finally coming together.

The living room is nearly complete, with the couch that arrived yesterday paired with a used coffee table off I bought off an ad online. The rug underneath was brand new on sale, and the tv stand I got for free from a neighbour who left it on the curb-side. I made sure of course to clean everything, disinfecting any potential germs and residue left behind. I got a tv unfortunately for full price, which saddened me but a necessary sacrifice.

The curtains were finally installed so privacy isn't an issue anymore, but the curtains are sheer so I have to be careful of the silhouette I show.

I haven't finished unpacking, as there's a lot to go through in a week. A lot has been done but a lot more work needs to be sorted. I remembered a black spaghetti strapped dress that had a deep v-neck with sides that are held together by strings. I made sure to pair a black g-string, and a black strapless bra before heading to the shower to start getting ready.

I decided to curl my hair while in a pony tail so that I could have multiple curls divided once taken apart to give that messy sexy fuck me vibes.

I put on some Smokey dark brown eyeshadow making sure some black eyeshadow is smudged along the lash line, intensifying my eye makeup. I put some bronzer and some lipstick that wasn't nude but wasn't unnatural to my  skin tone.

I grabbed my leather jacket to lay out onto my couch as I went to Google where this club Melissa wants to meet at. Finding out it's only 5 blocks away, I put on my black kitten shoes that had strings wrapped around up to my mid calves.

I head out, an hour before the sun is setting, so the sky has darkened a bit. It was chilly enough to wear the jacket on a late summer evening, but it's my go to jacket. I bought this back when I saw it at a thrift shop in perfect condition for $50 instead of the $300 it was worth, wearing it was often as I can as my prized possession.

I arrived to the club, already people lined up by the door with a bouncer at the front. I spotted Melissa, who waited for me outside since I texted her that I was a block away.

"Damn, if I wasn't straight I'd definitely snatch you up," she complimented me as I got within ear shot.

"Me? Look at you, that outfit looks absolutely sexy on you," and it was true. She was wearing a silver dress with cowl neck hanging low exposing her perfectly perky boobs, along with a pair of nude pumps. Her red lipstick looks dangerous on her as she looked like the devil and angel at the same time. She thanked me saying that I was just modest and then grabbed my wrist to lead me inside.

We didn't even have to wait in line, I guess she knew the bouncer or someone important. She beelined to a booth, where she had 6 girls waiting. She introduced me, but I'm terrible with names and I'm assuming I won't remember much by the end of the night with all the shots Melissa talked about taking.

We got started with a few rounds, I allow the buzz to set in and relax me for the first time in a long while. I take off my jacket, placing it onto the seat next to me.

I set out onto the dance floor with the rest of the group as a song came on, making the girls rush to dance along. I started swaying to the beats, strangers quickly surrounding me and grinding up against me.

After about half hour of heavy drinking and dancing, my body felt like it was vibrating with the music, beats echoing inside of me. For the first time in years, I finally got the break that I deserved. All the hard work put into motion and now I can just watch the rest of the dominoes fall in line.

I felt hands snake their way around my waist, pressing me up against a tall lean figure. Mmmm he feels good, I thought, as my body tingled in a new sensation.

A new song changed, our body started to move with the beat, turning into a grinding motion against his very obvious bulge that pressed against my lower back. I was definitely in the mood, with my pussy pulsing at the awareness that one of his hand was on my lower belly while the other one gripped my partially exposed hip.

I lifted my armed up, wrapping them around his neck in support. He smells good, his cologne and natural scent mixing in with the sweat and alcohol that filled the air.

A shock sent to my spine as he placed a kiss on my bicep, then another closer to my shoulder. Using the hand that was placed on my hip, he moved my hair to expose my neck as he continued his assaults towards my earlobe, an extremely sensitive spot of mine.

He stayed there on that spot, sensually and slowly sucking on it as a moan was released from me. The music definitely was loud enough that no one near me could hear, but I know he did. Surprisingly I did not care at the fact that I know there'll be hickeys there in the morning, maybe it's the alcohol talking.

That's the last thing I remember before the rest of the night was a blur.

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Lucian

I was in the zone, finally having to make time to sit at my office and just work on the stack of paperwork I regretted neglecting these past few days. I don't even want to take a look at the email inbox, that it's more dreading than cleaning up after one of my prisoners.

I have only 10 more to go, placing my 78th initial on the important documents needed. The pen was suddenly yanked out of my hand, and I look up angrily to see my second in command across the desk with my pen in her hand.

"I was knocking on the door for a good while, you nimwit. This was the only way to get your attention I supposed," she said like it was my fault.

"Don't call me nimwit, and what is so important you needed to interrupt my zone, I was almost done you know?" I replied back irritated.

"Don't be grouchy, I came up here to tell you you're coming with me and some of the pack members to the Nite Club," Remy said matter of factly.

"Why are we going to a club in the middle of the week?" I asked like it's the most stupidest idea I've ever heard.

"It's Friday, you nimwit," I shot her a look but she continued, ignoring me. "
Which means getting plastered drunk or at least let loose since you're practically all work and no play. So at 6, you better be ready with a nice suit, don't put on a blazer," she instructed me like I was a child. I've been to clubs before, in fact I'm the one who introduced her to Nite Club when she first came here. Ignoring her manner of tone, I nodded, extending my hand out as if to silently ask for the pen back.

"Six o'clock," she said as she placed it in my palm before leaving me be. I glanced at my computer screen, noticing it's 3:58. I should only take another 30 minutes to finish the rest, giving me time to eat, shower, and dressed by 6.

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I sprayed myself with my expensive bottle of cologne, gifted by Jane last Christmas. It's my only one as I never bothered to get one, not really seeing the need for it. But I don't want this to go to waste, so I use it for occasions like clubbing. Luckily she chose a good one, I quite enjoy the hints of wood, musk and a light fragrance I can't quite pinpoint.

I slicked some gel into my hair, not really shaping it a certain way, only to give it a bit of both volume and control so that my black hair doesn't get in my eyes.

I walked over to my closet, pulling out a black button up shirt and black dress pants, matched with a black belt to hold it up. I rolled up my sleeves to reveal a part design of the tattoo I had on my left arm, which extended to my shoulder, upper chest, and some of my back, black swirled patterns inked into my skin.

I headed to the garage, where my Remy and Dillion, my third in command was waiting for me. I unlocked the car, Remy calling shotgun and Dillion grunted in protest saying it's not fair and that she's always in the front. I just ignored their bickering as I turned on the car, making our way over to the club entrance.

The club owner belongs to Alpha Zander, which he and I used to go to the same boarding school together during high school. So I get VIP treatment whenever I go to one of his clubs, which includes personal valet parking.

Heading our way inside, we made our way to the booth on the second floor, with balconies that lets you see the main floor. We settled down, watching people dance as we started drinking, waiting for the rest of the crew to get here.

I wasn't in the mood to dance, so I volunteered to stay in the booth to watch for the first couple of hours. I didn't mind as I continued to order some drinks, knowing it'll take a lot for my metabolism to take affect. Some of them came back to take breaks or to get more drunk, which I ignored since I wasn't in the mood to socialize.

But something surprising happened, I caught a whiff of a delicious smell. My eyes scanned the club, taking a lot longer than my impatient wolf liked to have spotted a temptress dancing out on the dance floor.

Mate.

I didn't take my eyes off of her as I headed towards the dance floor, studying the way she's enjoying the beats of the music that's playing. I also noticed that she has a lot of tattoos, god how can she be any sexier. Instead of interrupting her, I decided to join her dancing, something I never did before.

Her back was facing me so I snaked my arms around her to press her against me as she sways.

The song changed, the swaying intensifying which only worsened my growing bulge. She was wearing a black dress that exposed her sides, her figure fitting perfectly against mine. I held her stomach for support, placing my hand on her exposed skin.

Lord have mercy, I thought, as my hand dug into her soft hips slightly. It's taking everything in my not to take her right on the dance floor as she grinds up against me, sending pleasure and sparks across my body.

She puts her arms around my neck, her smell intensify under my nose. God she smells so good, like cherries and apples.

I kissed her tatted bicep, trailing it towards her shoulder, where I needed to push her hair aside to continue kissing her neck. I felt the texture of cool metal as I kissed her earlobes, telling me that she has multiple piercings.

My pants are so tight, but I don't care as I focused on the way she tasted, sucking her skin sensually as I wanted to leave a hickey for her to remember this moment when she wakes up.

Not liking the thought of her waking up on a bed that's not his, he mind linked his beta and third in command letting them know that he's leaving early for personal reasons and to catch a ride back with another pack member.

I carried her, glad to see that she didn't really protest as we made it to the car. She seems like she took many drinks as she sleepily started to close her eyes when I placed her in the passenger seat of my car.

"You smell good," her voice softly against my ear as I buckled her in. I chuckled, before carefully closing the door, bringing her home to sleep it off. I don't plan on letting her go now that I have found my mate, all I have to do now is wait to see if she accepts me when she wakes up.

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