The Merciless Alpha(erotica)

She reached out and undid my belt and jeans, pushing them down and off. My manhood sprang free, causing her to move back a little in surprise. “Wow,” she said as she wrapped her hand around it. Leaning forward, her tongue reached out, flicking the tip and licking the drop of pre-cum from it. She moaned happily, smirking up at me before her hand grabbed my balls and pulled me forward. She opened her mouth, welcoming my length in. She could only take a few inches at first, but I saw her determination and the next time down I went into her throat.

“Oh my,” I said as my hands threaded through the hair on each side of her face. She smiled around me, doubling her efforts as I fought to hold it off. When she took me to the base, I lost that battle. “Nata-LEE!” I screamed as I began to cum hard, pumping deep into her throat as she took it with a smile.

She finally backed off, a loud POP as she came off the sensitive head. “That should give you some staying power,” she said with a smile. She scooted back on the bed, lifting her hips and pushing her shorts and panties off.

I stepped out of my jeans, kneeling at the edge of her bed. “My turn,” I said with a smile. I pulled her legs over my shoulders, using my hands to lift her up to me like I was drinking a fine wine. I loved her smell, her body, everything about her, and I didn’t just bring her pleasure. I worshipped her like the Goddess she was.

Two hours later, I took off the third condom of the afternoon as she lay exhausted on the bed below me. “Michael?”

“Yes love?”

“If I even see you look at another woman I’ll cut your nuts off. You’re MINE, I’m not letting you go.”

“As you wish,” I said. “As long as you live I will never want another. You are MINE, Natalie, and I’m not letting you go.” She smiled and lay back, closing her eyes. I went into her bathroom, starting to fill the big whirlpool tub. She wasn’t moving, so I went to the kitchen and found some bottled water, cheese, grapes and summer sausage. Putting together a plate with some crackers from the cupboard, I set the stuff on a shelf by the bath and went back to get her. I kissed her, she moaned softly and kissed me back. “Come on, bath is ready,” I said.

I set her in the tub and got in behind her, both of us sinking down into the warm water. She relaxed back into me, and I fed her as we talked. I found out how brilliant she was with a computer, how she and her sister worked together to protect people and recover kidnapping victims. I told her a little about my time in the Club, my love for motorcycles, and my hopes for a family. When the food was done, I gently washed her then she turned and cleaned me, paying particular attention to her favorite parts. When we were changed, she pulled me down for a kiss. “We should be getting back, Gabriel is waking soon and I need to be there for my sister,” she said.

“Gabriel will never hurt her, she is safe,” I said.

“I’m not worried about her getting hurt, she’s the toughest person I know. It’s Gabriel I’m worried about. If he pushes too hard she’ll bolt. She doesn’t trust him yet.” We closed up the house and got into my car, headed back for the clubhouse.

She held my hand the whole time, making my wolf and I content she was with us.

Gabriel’s POV

I moved up through the quiet and the darkness, fighting for the light. As I rose, my senses started to work again. I could hear breathing in the room, two people, and my nose detected her presence. I relaxed, she was alive. That was all I wanted to know.

I opened my eyes, closing them again as it was too bright. “Sorry.” I heard Doc go over, closing the blinds. She came back and I was able to open them and keep them open, my eyes searching for her.

“Gabriel,” her voice said softly. I turned, feeling her hand grasping mine, and blinked a few times until I could make her out clearly. She had a bandage on her neck, and I could smell her blood faintly.

“Ma… Mack…” My throat felt raw. Doc put a cup of water with a straw down, and I took a few sips, it felt amazing. “Mackenzie, you’re all right.”

“You are too,” she said, relief evident in her face. I squeezed her hand, tears forming. “Eve? What happened to Eve?”

“She’s fine, thanks to the two of you,” Meghan said.

“Where?”

“She’s been taken up north. We faked her death, outside the Club you need to refer to her in the past tense. Her funeral will be in a few days,” she said. She took a few minutes examining me, I barely noticed because I was busy looking at Mackenzie’s face.

When Doc walked out, I pulled her down to sit with me on the bed, the ludicrous number of pillows behind me. “How?”

“A man tried to kill Eve, I saw the laser just before he fired. Remember how I made fun of your 1911?”

I laughed, it hurt and I grimaced. “Yes, you like your Tupperware Glocks.”

“Well, yours saved your life.” She opened up the drawer in the bedside table, pulling out the shoulder holster and my pistol. The trigger guard was dented and scratched. “Doc cut your shoulder straps off to pull the bullet fragments out, but the shot deflected off the leather and the steel. She said the largest fragment went through your chest, grazed my neck, then stopped in Eve’s shoulder. The smaller fragments she pulled out of you.” She set it back down. “You scared the hell out of me, Gabriel.”

“I couldn’t bear it if either of you were hurt, Eve because of who she is to the Club, and you for what you are to me,” I said. “I reacted, just like you.”

“I’m going to be fine. You, on the other hand, have some explaining to do.” I lifted my eyebrow. “Your name is Gabriel Johnson, but you don’t exist.”

“I’m right here.”

“Your identity is fake; there is no record of you more than twenty years ago. Your birth certificate belongs to a child who died at age two. Your friend, Michael, same thing. A first look at your identities and everything is fine, but drill down a little and it collapses like a house of cards. Then there is this place; you call it a motorcycle club, but few people have jobs. No social media, no income streams. My gut wants to believe there’s nothing here, but my head is screaming out that this is a criminal enterprise, and you’re right in the middle of it. I’m beginning to wonder why some businessman from North Carolina, a Dennis Thurber, would try to kill a newlywed in front of this gang and every other one in the Cities. It looks like a revenge hit, and I don’t get in the middle of criminal feuds.”

I closed my eyes, leaning back. “It’s nothing like that,” I said.

“Then explain to me who these former werewolves are. Is it another gang? A codename? Were you guys government agents? Talk to me, Gabriel, because if you don’t come clean I’ll walk out of here and never see you again.”

“Don’t. Please, don’t leave me.” I squeezed her hand and looked in her eyes. “I’d rather you take my pistol and kill me now than leave me to live my life without you.”

She pulled her hand out and stood up, turning her back on me. “How can you say that, we barely know each other. What’s worse, I’m feeling almost ill just at the thought of doing that. What have you done to me?”

“Sit, please. I’ll tell you everything if you will just sit with me and listen.”

Just then, there was a knock on the door and Mackenzie got up to open it. Michael came in, holding hands with Natalie. I took a sniff, they’d already moved their relationship forward. Lee was flushed, walking a little tentatively and was sporting a big grin. “You’re awake,” she said as she came over. “Welcome back.”

“Thank you, Natalie. I trust Michael is treating you well?”

“VERY well, thank you.” She blushed and leaned back into him.

“You needy little slut, you had a nooner?” Mackenzie rolled her eyes as Natalie nodded her head, grinning widely, and held up four fingers. “Jesus, everyone is getting action except me.”

“So, are you guys, uh, ‘talking?'” Lee wiggled her eyebrows as Zee looked away.

“I was just telling him he better come clean, about his name, his background and these former werewolves, or I’m going to leave and never come back,” she said as she sat back on her chair. “He promised he would tell me, so sit down and let’s hear it.”

Natalie looked up at Michael, who looked over at me for guidance. “Sit down, love,” he said to her. “So we show them?”

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He started to pull off his clothes, and Mackenzie turned away in shock. “Mackenzie, please, just watch. You have to see this and accept it before we can explain the rest.”

“How is him getting naked doing anything to explain this?”

“Just watch, please.” Michael stood facing Natalie, who had already seen everything, and stripped naked. A moment later, he was gone. and a huge black wolf was in his place.

Mackenzie’s POV

“The FUCK?” I drew my Glock, getting up our of the chair and moving to the wall. In front of me was the biggest, scariest looking wolf I’d ever seen. I held the pistol out, aiming at his head, my arms shaking.

“Mackenzie, relax, that is Michael.” I heard Gabriel’s words but my mind wasn’t processing right now. The big wolf sat down, tilting its head at me as its huge pink tongue hung out the side of his mouth. His teeth were huge and white, dangerous looking.

“Michael?” The big wolf head turned to look at my sister, who was moving off her chair towards him.

“Lee, stay back!” I watched the wolf lie down and roll over nest to the bed, his head reaching towards her as she knelt down.

“He’s so soft,” she said as she ran her fingers through his fur. His tail started to whap on the ground as she scratched his chest behind his front leg. “You’re a werewolf! How cool!”

“Werewolves don’t exist,” I said as I lowered my pistol.

“You saw him change, Mackenzie. No one came in, no special effects. He’s a werewolf, so am I. That’s why I’m here instead of a hospital, why I had surgery yesterday, but I’ll be fine in a few days. We’re not humans, we’re more.”

I sat back in my chair, trying to process it all. I was a logical thinker, a detective. I prided myself on being able to follow facts, not speculation or fiction. Yet, here I was, looking at a wolf that had to go two hundred pounds and stood five feet tall. The animal was licking my sister as she scratched him. Gabriel was right, there was no other explanation other than werewolves existing. “How?”

“We are born this way. Don’t worry, we won’t turn you into a monster or anything. In fact, our DNA is not compatible with yours. We can’t get humans pregnant, and we don’t use human hospitals. The reason I don’t exist in the system is that up until about twenty years ago, I lived in an isolated Pack in the Rockies that didn’t interface with humans.”

Michael licked Lee’s face, making her giggle, then he moved back and shifted to his human body again. I looked away as he pulled his clothes back on. “I figured it would be better if we all could talk,” he said. “We can’t hide the truth from you, not if it would mean you leaving my friend. Werewolves are different in their relationships than human, we mate for life, and we find our mates then fall in love,” he said.

“Wait, so you could find a werewolf skank and leave me?”