: Rich

As I walk into the after party, I’m surrounded by people who want to get close to the new Alpha. This isn’t new. It’s been this way most of my life. My brothers are I are constantly surrounded by she-wolves that want our attention or want in our beds. And then, there are the guys that want to be close to or friendly with Alpha males.

When I walk further into the room, Finley, my wolf sits up. ‘What’s up, Fin?’

‘I don’t know.”

“Something dangerous?’ It’s not uncommon for packs to be attacked during Alpha ceremonies or the night of the celebration in an attempt to weaken the pack by taking out the new Alpha on the night of their oath.

‘No, not dangerous.”

‘Well, let me know when you figure it out.’ I tell him, refocusing on the party.

The party starts out as a full pack celebration with food, drinks, and dancing for pack members of all ages. As the night goes on, people begin to leave and only the young wolves are left. As the new Alpha, I wasn’t drinking, taking the time to speak to those that wanted to speak to me, setting up appointments for meetings and beginning my Alpha duties. My intended Beta, Jackson, was beside me all night. While he isn’t yet old enough to indoctrinate into his Beta role, he is my father’s Beta’s son, and we’ve grown up together, knowing he’d be my Beta.

Thankfully, my father also has a business, so my brothers aren’t jealous of not being my Beta. If things continue as intended, I’ll be sending Alexander off to college next year to get a business degree, so he can take over as CEO of Holstin Enterprises, Inc.

As the families and older pack members head to bed, I see my sister, Leana, and her best friend Lily standing by the bar. I walk over to say hi and get a drink. I kiss both of them on the tops of their heads. Lily is as much of a sister to me as Leana. Lily and I were born very close together in age and Leana is only 6 months younger than us. They’ve practically grown up as sisters, they are so close. Almost as close as my twin sisters.

“Ladies.” I say and order a bourbon.

“Alpha.” They say in unison and when I raise my eyebrow at them, they both smirk.

“What do you think Lea? Do you think, now that he’s Alpha, that Rich will let us use his name, or will we have to start calling him Alpha Richard?” Lily asks Leana as if I’m not standing right beside them.

“I don’t know Lils. Sometimes the whole Alpha thing goes to their head and they start acting like they are so above everyone else.” I shake my head and thank the bartender as he hands me my drink. He’s smiling, watching the girls make fun of me.

“I guess it’s a good thing we’re Guardians. If his head gets too big, any one of us can bring him back down to size.” Lily says.

“Good point. I mean, I love my brother, but he needs to keep his feet on the ground if he’s going to be running this pack the way it should be.”

“Okay, I’m out.” I say, seeing my brothers across the room. As I head that way, Finley sits up again.

‘Fin?’

‘Let’s go say hi.’

‘I was already headed that way.’

I'm intercepted by a she-wolf that is obviously drunk and is practically falling out of her dress.

“Hi Alpha. Did you need some company?” She's slurring her words.

“I’m good, thank you. Maybe you should find your room and lay down?”

“Is that an offer, Alpha?”

‘Get rid of her. I want to say hi to that woman with our brothers.’ Fin growls in my head.

Thankfully, Jackson shows up at that moment. And this is why he’s my future Beta. “Jackson, can you help this young woman find her room?”

“Of course, Alpha.”

As he pulls her away, I look back over to where my brothers are laughing with a woman. Her hair is up, leaving her long, graceful neck exposed. Her one-shoulder black dress is hugging her curves and I can feel my body responding. She’s tall, made taller by the black heels she’s wearing. I wonder how she’ll feel about keeping them on when I’m fucking her, because that’s exactly what I’m going to do. I’m not sure why Fin and I are drawn to this woman, but I know I want her in my bed, naked, sweaty and screaming her pleasure tonight. I feel Fin growling his agreement.

When I walk up, I almost swallow my tongue when she turns around and I see it’s Emlyn Gunnar. “Em…Emlyn. You look….” I’m honestly at a loss for words. I’ve watched Emlyn grow up. I don’t remember a time when I saw her in a dress, not even for her birthday party a few months ago. She’s a tomboy, always sweaty and dirty and doing whatever the guys are doing. I had no idea that she looked this good all done up.

‘Mate.’ Fin whispers in my head.

Well, fuck me! My mate is Emlyn Gunnar, who is about two years too young to recognize me as hers.

She’s smirking at me over her drink. Is she drunk? I hope to the goddess that she isn’t, or I’ll have to kill my brothers. While drinking doesn’t impact shifters the same as humans and we don’t have a drinking age, I don’t want my mate drunk.

“Cat got your tongue, Richie?”

She’s the only person that has refused to call my Rich. When I turned 10 years old, I felt I was too old to have such a juvenile name. But Emlyn refused to quit calling me Richie. So, I never gave up my nickname for her, one that she also hates.

“Well, if it isn’t one half of the Em and Em’s.” Her smirk turns to a scowl. I have a moment of prescience, seeing myself dominating this little Guardian in the bedroom, turning that scowl into an ‘O’ of pleasure. “I didn’t recognize you all dressed up.”

“Well, don’t get used to it. My mother insisted, so here I am. I told her you wouldn’t care.”

I take my time, looking over her dress. It’s elegant and has a slit up the front that goes to her mid-thigh, a thigh I want to kiss, lick and nip on my way to sweeter pleasures. My gaze lingers on her long enough that it makes her fidget. Now it’s my turn to smirk.

“Well, I can’t say I don’t appreciate the effort. You should dress up more often.” I take a sip of my bourbon, my eyes never leaving hers. She fidgets until she looks away. My smirk turns into a full-on smile. Oh, these next two years are going to be fun.

My brothers, and Cohen and Clint are scoping the room, looking for a girl they want to spend the evening with. I have no intention fo spending time with anyone but the girl in front of me. The guys are nudging each other, pointing out the girls they are interested in. “Ugh, if all you’re going to is look at girls, I’m going to see Lea and Lily.” Emlyn says, about to walk away.

“Why don’t you keep me company?” I say, hoping my brothers are too far into their drinks to catch on.

“Great idea, Rich. I mean Alpha.” Cohen says, and I can tell he's definitely feeling good.

“Yeah, thanks Alpha.” I ignore the use of my title. They’ll be back to calling me Rich tomorrow.

I put my arm out to Emlyn. She frowns at me but takes my arm. “Where are we going. Alpha.” She says, and the way she says it has my dick twitching. I can’t wait to make her mine. But, of course, I can’t officially make her mine until she turns 18. And based on the problems Aolis is having with Lily accepting her mate bond, I have no intention of telling Emlyn that she’s my mate. But that doesn’t mean that I can’t make her mine. Her father, Eli, would never approve of me taking his daughter as a girlfriend, not knowing that she’s my mate. So, we’ll have to keep this quiet. Now, all I have to do is convince my mate.

“How many of those have you had tonight?” I ask, nodding at her drink.

“This?” She asks, tilting her glass back and forth. “I’ve lost count.”

Fuck, she’s drunk. Well, I’ll just make sure she’s safe tonight then.

“I have a bar in my room. Do you want to come and have a nightcap with me?” I say, drawing her up the stairs to the Alpha floor.

She laughs, throwing her head back and exposing her throat to me. I know she doesn’t mean it as a submission, but she’s in the presence of an Alpha and the gesture is submissive. My fucking dick is so hard it’s getting hard to walk.

“Maybe you better taste this before you invite me up to your room, Alpha.”

Her taunting has me on the verge of insanity. We reach the Alpha floor, and I push her against the wall. “Do you want me to be your Alpha?” I say, taking the cup from her hand and taking a sip. Hers eyes have gone wide, and I nearly choke on the plain water in her cup.

“This is water?” I say, giving it back to her.

“Yeah. My parents were here, and I haven’t had a chance to get a drink since they left.”

“Your parents don’t want you to drink?”

“They didn’t want me to do anything foolish and embarrass you or your family on your big day.”

“Do you normally drink so much that you act foolishly?” I ask, not ever remembering her ever making a scene.

She snorts. “No, but I don’t usually wear dresses either.”

“Speaking of,” I say as I slide my free hand up the inside of her dress on the outside of her thigh, “I really like you in this dress.”

She frowns at me. “Are you drunk, Richie?”

I raise my drink, tilting it back and forth like she did hers. “My first one tonight.”

I pull my hand away and step back, giving her space. I don’t want to scare her. I take her hand and lead her to my room. She will be mine before the night is over.

: Emlyn

I have no idea what’s gotten into Richie. It’s not like he’s never given me attention. I’ve spent my life surrounded by Alphas and Guardians, but this is different. This feels…intimate. And I swear when he pushed me against the wall, it felt like he had a hard on. I’ve not actually ever felt one before, but I know what it is. I’ve seen them. When your best friends are guys, you see and know a lot that you wouldn’t necessarily know as a sheltered woman. So, he either had a large, steel pipe in his pants, or he was excited.

Was he excited by me? Was seeing me in a dress really that arousing? Or was he aroused by someone else and I’m here? No, that can’t be it. Richie would never do that. First, he knows my father would kill him, alliance or no. And then, he has to know that his brothers and Cohen and Clint would never forgive him either. So, this is something else.

He leads me into his room, closing the door behind us. “Did you want a drink?” He asks me, heading to the bar.

“I probably shouldn’t.” I say, feeling like I need to keep a cool head until I know what’s going on. I almost feel like this is some sort of prank and my friends are waiting to jump out and laugh at me.

“Good girl.” He says and the way he says it sounds like a purr and it makes my back arch, and my head lean back.

I snap myself back to reality. What in the goddess’s name is going on??

He pours another finger of bourbon for himself and comes back, taking my hand and leading me to the love seat in his room.

He sits beside me and narrows his eyes at me. “What are you thinking about in that pretty little head of yours?”

“I’m wondering what this is?” I say, gesturing around the room nervously.

“Are you scared?” He asks and he seems very serious. If I say yes, he’ll stop whatever this is. I may not know what this is, but I know I’m not ready for it to stop.

“No. I’m not scared.”

His smile is brilliant. “Good girl. You have no reason to fear me. Not ever, Emlyn. But I’m going to be honest with you. I want you. I’ve never wanted anyone in my life like I want you right now.” He says.

I can’t help but laugh. Now I know this is a joke. “Come on, Richie. Stop. Is this a joke? Because I’m not buying it.”

I turn and look back at him and his face is deadly serious. “It’s no joke, Emlyn. I became Alpha tonight and as important as that event is to me, being here with you, right now, is just as important.”

“Why?” I whisper, shocked.

“There’s something about you tonight. Something that has caused a change in my feelings for you.” He runs a finger up my exposed thigh from my knee to the hem of my dress that is dangerously high since I’m sitting down.

“If you want me to stop, all you have to do is tell me. I will stop. But if you don’t, I’m going to keep going.”

“Okay.” This time, my whisper is breathy.

He never breaks eye contact with me as he puts his thumb into his glass of bourbon. He brings his thumb to my lips and rubs the amber liquid over them. He pulls my lip down and slides his thumb into my mouth. I lick the bourbon off his thumb and watch as his gray eyes go dark.

“Have you ever been with a man Emlyn?”

I shake my head. “No.”

“Have you ever kissed a man?”

I look at his lips. They are plump with a perfect cupid’s bow, and they look soft. The thought of kissing him has me licking my lips. I immediately hear him growl.

“Emlyn.” The sound of my name, growling from his mouth has my back arching again. It was supposed to be a warning, but instead it feels like a caress.

He stands, taking my hand and pulling me up. He gently touches my cheek, wrapping his hand around the back of my head. “You’re about to be kissed, Emlyn.”

His lips touch mine and they are warm and soft. I lean into him, enjoying the feel of his lips moving over mine. When he nips my bottom lip, I gasp and his tongue slides into my mouth. He dominates my mouth, showing me how to tangle with his tongue. I’m a quick learner so I try to take back control. I feel his smile against my mouth as he shows me that he is in control. When he finally releases my mouth, letting me breathe, I realize that I am leaning against him, my hands fisted in his tux shirt. I start to pull away, and then realize that he has wrapped an arm around my waist, holding me to him.

He rubs his nose against mine. “Did you like that Emlyn?”

I look into his eyes. If I’m being honest, there has always been something about Richie that has drawn me to him. It can’t be that he’s an Alpha, I’m surrounded by them. Maybe it’s the constant banter between us, or that he’s intelligent and challenges my beliefs and knowledge about things. Whatever it is, I’m not at all unhappy to be here, right now, with the new Alpha of Shadow Falls pack.

“Yes, Richie. I liked it. I hope you kiss me again.” I don’t know where my daring comes from, but from the look on his face, he seems to like it.

“Good, because there is so much more than I want to do to you tonight.” I feel my body clench and heat travels south.

“Turn around.” It’s a demand. It’s not an Alpha command, and even if it was, I’m immune as a Guardian. I know, I’ve tested it with every Alpha I know. But, even if it was an Alpha command, I would want to comply.

I turn and I feel his fingers gently caressing my shoulder, moving to my neck and to the zipper of my dress. “Remember Emlyn. Any time you want me to stop, just say so.”

I nod, not saying anything. It’s only a moment before I feel the zipper of my dress unzipping. He slowly slides the zipper down, making sure his fingers caress my back as he goes. Once it’s all the way down, he slides his hand up my back, pulling the one shoulder strap off my shoulder and letting the dress fall to my feet.

I start to reach my hands up, not sure what I’m going to do, but not totally comfortable being this intimately dressed in front of Richie.

“Don’t. Put your hands at your sides.” It’s that demanding tone again and it makes me want to comply, so I do. His hands slowly travel from my shoulders down my back, to my waist and then down over butt cheeks which are exposed because of my thong.

“Beautiful.” He says and his voice is so reverent, it sends a thrill through my body.

He kisses my shoulder. “Turn around.” Demanding again.

I do, and since I’m a Guardian, I look him in the eye. His smile is pleased as his eyes leave mine to travel down my body, studying my strapless black bra down to my lacy thong.

“Who did you wear the thong for Emlyn?”

“Myself.” It’s the truth. I like the way I look in thongs.

“You like to look sexy?” He asks me. I hadn’t thought of it like that, but if that’s how he thinks I look, then I guess so.

“Yes.”

“Has anyone else ever seen how sexy you are Emlyn?” My eyes close briefly. The way he keeps saying my name is like a caress over my body.

“No.” It sounds more like a whimper than an answer.

“Good. Let’s keep it that way.” He says and my eyes snap back to his. Is he serious?

He reaches out, his eyes on mine and his thumbs rub over my nipples through my bra. I feel my body tense and my nipples harden as I watch him smile at my body’s responsiveness.

“Do you like that?”

“Yes.”

“Take off your bra.”

I reach behind me and unhook my bra, letting it fall to the floor.

When l look back at his face, his eyes are so dark, they are nearly black.

He watches me and he runs his thumbs over my nipples again, this time they turn into hard peaks. I can’t help the whimper that leaves my mouth.

“Good girl.” He says and I’m not sure why, but it still feels good to hear him say it. Whatever I’m doing seems to be making him happy. And if he’s happy, maybe he’ll keep touching me like this. It feels so good.

: Rich

My mate is so responsive, I feel like I’m about to blow my load in my pants. She’s so compliant, so submissive to me. It’s making me so fucking hard.

I lean in and take one of her perfect breasts into my mouth, swirling my tongue around her hardened nipple. I love how her body responds to me. I can only imagine how much more she will respond once she feels the mate bond.

I suck on her nipple until I begin to hear her whimper, then I switch to the other side. I take my hand and pluck her still-wet nipple before sliding my hand down to her stomach to the heat between her thighs. It was a surprise to see her in a thong. The strapless bra was expected with the dress, but the thong? And to hear that she likes to look sexy? Fuck, I’m a goner.

I run my fingers over the outside of her thong, sliding my fingers between her thighs. Her thong is drenched. Perfect. I want to taste her. Time to see how submissive she will be for me.

I give her nipple a final flick with my tongue before standing back up. “Go to my bed facing it and bend over so your chest is on the bed.” I order her.

She looks at me, then at the bed and back at me. I’m waiting for her to say no, or that this is too much. If it is, it is. I like being dominant, I want that in my relationship. But if she can’t handle it, or can’t handle it yet, then I will wait.

But the Moon Goddess doesn’t make mistakes and my sweet mate walks over to my bed, turning to face the bed. She looks at me over her shoulder before laying down with her chest on the bed, her ass in the air for my pleasure.

“Like this?” She asks me.

I begin walking towards her, taking off my jacket and cummerbund. “That’s perfect.”

I watch as her eyes nervously twitch around my room. “You’re doing so well.” I say, hoping to calm her. I don’t want her to tell me to stop. I need to taste her.

I come up behind her, sliding my hands over the backs of her thighs, over her ample bottom to her small waist and up her back. I lean down, kissing my way from her neck, down her back to the top of her butt crack.

“What do you do if this gets to be too much, Emlyn?”

“I tell you?”

“Is that a question or a statement Emlyn Grace?”

“I tell you.” She says more definitively.

“Good girl.” I say before kneeling behind her. Her scent of perfectly ripe peaches, assaults my senses. My mouth waters with my need to taste her. I tap her legs. “Wider.” I say, and she instantly responds.

I run my hands from her fucking fantastic heels, up the back of her knees and up her thighs. I let my thumbs slide to her inner thighs so when I get to the top, my thumbs are sliding through her wetness that has started dripping down her legs. My mate wants me as much as I want her.

I carefully hook a finger under her thong pulling it aside. I take a moment to enjoy the view of her lips and ass on display for me. Her lips are glistening with her desire and I lean in, taking my first taste. I hear her gasp at the same moment that her body tenses.

“Relax Emlyn. I won’t hurt you.” It takes her a moment, but she relaxes. “Good girl.” She seems to like it when I praise her. I fucking love that.

I take my thumbs, gently pulling her lips apart to give my tongue better access. I slide my tongue over her clit, then slide it up over her glistening lips. Her taste is so delicious that I push my tongue into her opening, licking up her juices, relishing her taste. A moan of pleasure rumbles in my mouth, against her sweet pussy and I hear her answering moan.

I let my tongue slide up to her back opening, licking around her opening. I feel her tense and I pull back. “One day, Emlyn, this ass will be mine.” I want everything, all of her. One day, I will have everything, this body will be my playground.

I move back down, passing her sweet juices on my way to her clit. I begin moving my tongue in circles, my nose buried in her sweet pussy. Fuck I could come just smelling her while I make her cum. I feel her tuck her hips, pulling her clit away from me. I growl, pulling back and gently, but sharply smacking her ass. I hear her sharp intake of breath.

“Arch your back.” I demand. When she does, I dive back in. This time, I put my hands on her thighs, holding her still as I increase the assault on her clit.

“Richie?” Mmmm, my name on her lips is beautiful. I increase the speed of my tongue. “RICHIE!” She yells before I feel her body contracting against my face.

I slow my movements, letting her come down. When she’s relaxed, I pull back, looking at how beautiful she is. I slide a finger over her clit, feeling her jerk at the overstimulation. I slide my finger up to her soaking wet pussy before sliding a finger inside her. I groan at how tight she is.

I begin moving my finger in and out of her. I know I’ve got it right when she starts pushing against my finger. I add another, gently stretching her and getting her ready for me. My mate will be mine tonight.

I slide a third finger and increase the speed of my movements, moving in time with her hips pushing against my fingers. When I feel her getting close, I curl my fingers, finding her sweet spot and feel her body clamp down on mine. I can tell she’s buried her face in my comforter, screaming her release as her body continues to milk my fingers.

Again, I slowly bring her down before pulling my fingers from her body. “On the bed, on your back.” I order her. She’s quick to comply. Her legs pressed tightly together. When she’s on the bed, looking at me, I take my time, licking my fingers clean of her juices. “I love peaches and that’s exactly what you taste like.” I tell her before unbuttoning my shirt. I watch her eyes darken, then get brighter with her Guardian wolf coming forward.

“What’s your name, beautiful?” I should know my mate’s wolf’s name.

“Morrigan.” She purrs at me.

Finley pushes forward, wanting to see his mate.

“Morrigan, do you have a problem with me making love to Emlyn tonight.”

“No.”

Finley purrs at his mate. “Good.” He tells her before I pull him back.

I undo my pants and let them fall to the floor. Then I slide my boxers down. I watch Emlyn’s eyes go huge and her throat bobs as if she’s trying to swallow but can’t.

“Emlyn. Look at me.”

“I am.” It’s a squeak.

“Look at my eyes.”

Her eyes shoot up, and a blush spreads across her caramel-colored skin.

“Are you willing to give me your virginity?”

She waits for what feels like an eternity but is only a moment. “Yes.”

I feel smug that I will be the only one to ever feel the warm sweetness of my mate. I reach over to her, pulling her thong down and off her body. I set it aside. They are mine now. I leave the heels on.

“Open your legs.”

She does, but not nearly enough. “Wider.”

She pulls them to the edge of the bed. I pull a condom out of the drawer by my bed and roll it on. Then, I crawl between her thighs, laying over top of her. “Submit to me, Emlyn.” I tell her, the head of my cock pressing against her warm wetness.

She turns her head, showing me her throat. I reach down, kissing her throat gently as I slide inside her. I hear her hiss of pain and I pull myself up so I can watch her. When I feel resistance, I lean down and kiss her. “Ready?” I ask. After this, there’s no going back.

“Yes.” Her voice is sure and positive. I thrust inside her, burying myself in perfect body.