Chapter Two

Cronin

Her huge tits stare me in the face and a welcome throb from my rapidly stiffening cock makes me shift uncomfortably in my seat. She isn’t human, her scent is something that I have never encountered before. I know I am not the best travelled or most worldly Alpha, but I would have remembered such and enchanting creature if I had laid eyes on one before. I tuck a crisp note down between her ample cleavage. Her skin is hot to the touch and moist from perspiration. The exertion from gyrating so seductively on stage has made a sweet blanket of sweat cover her skin. She effortlessly flips over and turns her ass to me. Her cunt is so close that I can practically see inside her. The thin, flimsy piece of material wedged between her ass cheeks does nothing to hide the slit of her pussy.

                My wolf stirs with lust and I have to push him down inside, to the very depths of my consciousness. I cannot risk him breaking out right now, in a club full of humans. I would be killed for such a stupid and dangerous violation of our privacy laws. The Lycan King is not a forgiving beast and I really don’t need to cross paths with him again any time soon. I take another new bill and tuck it into the top of her sexy, thigh high boots. She claps her cheeks in thanks for my money. The movement of her ass in such a way sends a fresh wave of her sweaty pussy into my face. My dick throbs against the top of the table that circles the stage and I wince in pain.

                I can’t take my eyes off of her. Each mound and curve of her body enchants me more than the last. My whole-body aches with a formidable desire and lust holds on tight to my chest, making each breath feel heavy in my throat. The human men next to me shout to her and thrown their crumpled, dirty notes on to the stage between her open legs. The one-dollar bills are an insult to her exquisite beauty and skill on the pole. I turn to the humans and only just manage to hold back the growl in my throat. Her scent ebbs and flows over me with each erotic pose her tight body holds expertly on the pole. Her deep red hair sweeps along the floor of the stage as she spins fast, upside down and comes to a stop facing me. Her eyes connect with me and I know I need to have her.

                The song comes to an end and she gets to her feet, all the while locked intently on me. My chest aches and I realise I am struggling to breath. Her eyes seem to grow dark and a sinister shadow settles on her beautiful face. She is a mix of beauty and beast. All the noise in the room fades to almost nothing and she is the only person I can see. ‘That was Nessy.’ The DJ announces to the room. She blinks and her eye contact with me is broken for only a moment, but in that instant my sense return and the world feels right again. Deep ragged breaths pull at my throat and I hang on to the side of the stage to balance myself. Who is that woman and what spell did she cast on me. She doesn’t look back but I follow her every step until she disappears through a discreet door in the back of the club.

                ‘Drink?’ A sultry voice interrupts my still foggy thoughts. A petite, blond girl looks at me through enormous blue eyes.  ‘No, thank you.’ I tell her firmly, whilst handing her ten dollars in the hopes it gets rid of her quicker. I don’t want to be unnecessarily rude to her, she must only be twenty or so. The only female here that holds any interest to me is the one called ‘Nessy.’ Her eyes sparkle from the lights that shine brightly around the club and the base of the loud music vibrates through the floor and up my body. ‘You can ask her for a private dance.’ Now she has my attention. I turn back to her and move in closer. Her breath catches in her throat as I lean in close to her ear. ‘How would I do that beautiful.’

                Her tittering laugh is full of insincerity and feels like nails on a chalkboard in my head. I know she just wants my money and thanks for the information she can provide. ‘There are private booths upstairs.’ I follow her glance up to the private balcony where two big, burly humans stand guard. No doubt in charge of keeping the punters calm and the girls safe. Goodness knows what kind of nut jobs visit here. Humans are the least dangerous creature in this club, but when it comes to stupidity, they win that contest hands down and twice over. ‘Go up the stairs and tell them that you’re waiting for Nessy. I’ll go and let her know.’ Her little bum cheeks tick tock from side to side as she walks like a pro in her sky scraper heels across the room.

                Nervous energy builds up inside me as I follow her across the room at a distance. Eyes that glow a devilish red follow me. Vampires. The treaty between our people means we no longer try and kill each other outright. The hundreds of year-old hatred is now played out sneakily with underhanded moves and retaliation. No one dares defy the laws of their people and bring the threat of war upon us all. The stories of the two-century war that nearly destroyed all magical beings, shifters and night walkers amongst them, makes even my rough hide pimple in fear. I reach the bottom of the stairs and ascend them quickly to the top, where I’m greeted by the hostile faces of the security detail. ‘I’m meeting Nessy. I was told to come up here and wait.’ They look at each other and roll their eyes. ‘Good luck with that one.’ I instantly like her even more. She obviously has a reputation for something, but they don’t elaborate any more. I can’t wait to find out what I’m letting myself in for.

                ‘Take the one at the end mate.’ The big dude slaps my shoulder hard but I don’t move at all. His hand collides with my rock-hard muscles which he didn’t expect and his hand cracks noisily to a stop. ‘Sure.’ I walk away with a smirk on my face that turns to an outright smile when I hear them behind me. ‘Shit Logan, I think it might be broken.’ The smaller dude tells the one I now know is called Logan. Maybe he will think twice before putting his hands on anyone again. His intention to show me, the biggest man in the room, who is boss, backfired epically.

                The booth at the end looks about twice as big as the others that line the back of the half floor in the club. The curtains are old and thick and smell musty when I fling them open. A cloud of dust fills the air around my face and I cough into the dark space in front of me. I’m pleasantly surprised by the big, comfy looking couch that sits at the back of the dark space. I can just imagine lying her down on the soft, leather surface and sinking deep in to the wet warmth of her cunt. It’s no use, my cock is rigid against the material of my trousers, she will notice the huge bulge even in the darkness.

                I sense her mind first and then her scent takes a hold of me. My cock pounds mercilessly in my trousers, the thud of my blood as it pulses through my head and past my ears is deafening. I turn around to the door way, not expecting her to be so close. ‘Boo!’ Her face is right in front of me and I jump back, startled by her sudden and overwhelming appearance. She is in even less clothes than the last time I saw her. The boots have been replaced by lethal platforms that must give her at least seven inches extra in height. The corset has been replaced by a see through top. Her large breast bounce up when she steps towards me and I see her nipple rub against the material. She pushes me gently on the shoulder and I fall in a heap on to the sofa, which groans under my huge frame.

                She straddles my lap with her thick, strong thighs spread wide open. Heaven calls from between her legs and I pull her by her waist onto the bulge of my hard manhood. Her eyes light up and she rides me hard through my clothes. The potency of her scent increases with every roll of her hips on me. All I can hear is the hum of her voice before her sweet song invades my mind. All I can see, smell, and hear is her. This creature who can bring me so close to my peak without even touching me skin to skin. She leans back into my hands and I follow her and lean forward. My mouth is rough on her hardened nipple and she moans in pleasure when I take her into my mouth. I release my cock from its prison in one swift movement. She is high on her knees, her body a few inches above my groin, ready to slam down on to me. She will be the cause of my undoing and my wolf surfaces with a deprived growl, ready to take all she has to give.