Alpha’s Virgin Stripper

Jojo:

It’s funny how time goes by faster when you are with the ones you love. One minute, I was at home with Mel and Valerie, the next minute, I was in my room, room 709, in Rush Empire’s building.

I settled in immediately after I arrived before I reported my arrival and the details of my absence to Bentley. She signed me in, and I went back to my room to prepare for the evening’s dance. She told me I’ll be performing twice; by 6 pm and 10 pm. I liked it that way, I’ll be able to get the money I would have made in my one week’s absence.

By 5:30 pm, I was in the dressing room, applying powder to my face. Ashley was on stage and I knew I would be going immediately after her. By the time I was dressed in my neon green lingerie – weird choice, but Bentley had picked it because she believed one of the VVIPs who would be present had an obsession with neon green, she said if I did well, I could make almost a million tonight – Ashley stepped in.

Beads of sweat dropped from her forehead. She grabbed the plastic bottle of water close to me and took it down, all in one gulp. At first glance, she seemed like she had run a marathon, instead of dancing, which she was so good at doing. She took in deep breaths before she looked at me.

Her eyes brightened immediately, and I knew why. Ashley and I had barely communicated ever since I left for my seven days’ vacation. Except for the one time she called.

“Jojo!” She called out loud and moved to embrace me. She wrapped her arms around me and I allowed myself to snuggle in them.

“Bitch! I missed you. How’s your mom?”

Yes, she knew about my mom. I had to tell her because she was the closest friend I had here.

“She’s doing well. I mean, she can be better, but the doctors are doing their best. And, we are hoping for the best as well.”

I saw her flash me a sad smile as she cupped my cheeks. Her eyes bubbled with care, it was one of the things I loved about her.

“She’ll be alright, just a little more faith.”

A smile crept up my face.

“Thanks, Ash.”

She placed a kiss on my forehead in silence. Finally, I had my friend back. Whatever problems she had with Kenji must have been solved. That was good to know.

Bentley pushed the door of the dressing room open. I knew I was supposed to be on stage now so I quickly threw on my six inches’ heel. I could feel her stare on my back as she looked down at me.

“Jo, the Alpha has sent for you. Neil is here to take you.”

I paused. My hands fell to my sides. I raised my head slowly until my eyes met hers.

“What?”

“Neil is outside this room, the Alpha sent for you.”

“I won’t be dancing?”

I saw her heave a long sigh. She probably thought I knew what was going on, but I honestly did not. We were finding ourselves together more often than normal, and I could not tell if I liked it or not.

“Depends on when you return. Hurry now, you do not want to keep him waiting.” She stated, with a definite tone.

I dropped my heels and slipped my leg into a pair of matching green flip-flops. I threw a huge jacket over my body and stepped out of the room. Just as Bentley had said, Neil was in front of the door, waiting for me.

“The Alpha sent for you.” He stated, his eyes did a swift sweep down my body, before resting on my eyes again.

“So I was told.”

He did not say a word to me again. He led me to the alpha’s room in silence. It was the room he occupied on nights he was too busy at the casino.

I stood in front of the door with shaking hands, not quite sure of what to expect. My throat ran dry immediately, and it was impossible to keep my breathing still. The Alpha had taken my virginity the last time we met, did he want to talk about it? Was this about my seven days’ leave? Did he want to make love to me again?This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

The last thought caused my cheeks to heat up. I stared down at the floor as Neil opened the door. I knew I was supposed to follow him in, but my feet were glued to the floor.

“Jojo,” Neil called out. I raised my eyes to look at him, before managing to step into the room. I found myself cowering behind him, not wanting to look at the Alpha’s face.

“Leave us.”

Damn! His sexy baritone was even more alluring than I remembered. I had not seen his face, but I could feel his eyes on me already. It was his domineering presence that made it feel as though he was everywhere in the room.

Neil bowed and stepped away from me, he walked behind me and closed the door.

Now, I was left alone with the Alpha. The realization caused something to spark up within me. I couldn’t tell what it was, but it seemed to make my panties moist.

I swallowed hard as his eyes swept through my body. I expected him to say something, maybe ask about my mother as Ashley had done. But, he said nothing. Alpha Lake only walked to me, with his piercing gaze that made me feel as though my body was on fire.

He was standing in front of me, towering above me. I continued to look up at him, I couldn’t bring myself to speak, and he didn’t look interested in saying anything either.

Before I could think, his left hand touched the skin of my back, he lowered his neck and his warm and wet lips crashed on mine.

His lips were tangled with mine. He kissed, sucked on my lower lip, and bit it occasionally. I allowed myself to give in to him, not that I could do anything else.

Our hands were on each other. My fingers dug into his dark hair, making a mess of the gelled strands.

He lowered himself, his kisses traveled from my lips, down to her ear. He stayed there, kissed and sucked on my earlobe. I drank in the scent of his masculinity and allowed myself experience all the erotic pleasures bursting through me.

I moaned, with every stroke his fingers drew across my spine, every kiss he planted on my neck, and my panties dampened even more. I ached for his lips to ravage my skin.

I held on to the hem of his shirt. Alpha Lake leaned away from me, his eyes traveling to where I held his shirt.

As he stared at me, I found myself unfastening the buttons of his shirt. I didn’t stop until his bare chest was on display in front of me.

I took off his shirt, pulling the sleeves down his arms. He continued to watch me. I couldn’t tell if he was enjoying it, but I prayed he was.

I tossed the shirt away from his body, we ignored the very expensive piece of fabric as it touched the marble floor.

He took charge of my body once again and sealed my lips with his. He lifted me from the ground and carried me to his bed. I threw off my jacket, wanting him to see my colored underwear. I wondered if he liked the color green.

He placed my back on the bed gently, but he didn’t comment on it. Instead, he took his time to carefully rip them off.

I continued to watch him in silence, my mind was racing at an intense speed, and I couldn’t bring myself to think clearly, not with Artemis, the Greek god lying on top of me.

He parted my legs gently and eased his way into me. I screamed, and wrapped my legs around his, urging him deeper into me.

My fingers dug into the skin of his back, he seemed to like it, because he groaned against my back.

So, once again, the alpha made love to me. I had my release almost the same time he did, he left me panting, breathing heavily.

My cheeks turned a burnt shade of red as he rolled over and fell to my side. I continued to stare at his well-sculptured back, unable to take my eyes off him.

He sat up almost immediately, turning his back to me.

“Jojo.”

I placed my hand on his right hand. He had not spoken to me, but I did not want him to leave me again… at least not yet.

He turned his eyes to me and stared at me, he held the same intensity my gaze held, but there was something in his eyes, something I could not quite get a hold of.

He opened his mouth to speak again.

“I, alpha Lake of Rush pack, son of Cole Rush of Rush pack…”

The loud beeping sound of his phone stole his attention from me. I blinked twice, utterly lost. He stared into his phone and narrowed his eyes.

Immediately, he dropped it and sprung up from the bed. He rushed to pick his shirt up and threw it over his right hand.

“I have to leave.”

He always had to leave. Was there a time he would stay with me? As he dashed out of the room, I began to wonder why I had let him have his way with me again. I did not like men, so why did I feel so powerless against him?

Perhaps, it was because I knew I owed him. He had helped my mother a great deal, this was the least I could do to pay him back, right?

I heaved a sigh and picked up my neon green bra from the ground.

Right.