The Alpha's Virgin Possession (6 page)

His touch was driving her crazy. What they were doing
together was more than she could have ever hoped for. Working his cock she felt
the wetness at the tip with each glide up then down. Crying out, she gazed down
to see him sucking her breasts, taking each nipple in turn. Her body no longer
felt like her own but was his to do with as he pleased.

Nick went from one breast to the other alternating
between the two. He bit down, sucked then licked before turning his attention
to the next.

“Harder, make it burn for me, baby,” he said.

Tightening her grip, she cried out at the sudden jolt
of pleasure slamming through her going straight to her clit. The grip in her
hair tugged her head backwards. He kissed her neck going up to claim her lips
then down to take her nipple.

She worked her hand harder and faster trying to send
him over the peak like he’d done with her.

“Fuck, I’m going to come,” he said, panting. His
breath was deeper than she’d ever heard it. His hips jolted causing her to
bounce on his lap. Glancing down she watched him move his cock, and the first
wave of white cum spurted onto his stomach. Nick kept climaxing. His release
coated their stomachs with each pulse. She was fascinated by what she’d done to
him.

“Thank you,” he said, seconds later when nothing else
would come from him.

“Erm, you’re welcome.”

“Your punishment is over with,” he said, drawing her
down to kiss her. “You may go and get changed now.”

Staring down into his dark brown eyes, Clara frowned.
“What? That’s my punishment?”

“I could take you over my knee, but I thought your
punishment was sufficient.”

Clara didn’t argue because as far as punishment went,
it was the best one she’d ever experienced.

Chapter Six

Nick saw the shock on Clara’s face along with the
happiness. Slapping her ass, he ordered her to go and get dressed. Glancing
down at his cum coated stomach he shook his head. He’d make a fucking awful
Dom. When he walked into the sitting room he had every intention of slapping
her ass. Seeing an opportunity to get more pleasure out of the experience had driven
him to change the punishment to suit his need.

Getting up from the furniture he checked to make sure
none of their releases had gotten onto the fabric.

Satisfied all was clear, he grabbed his clothing and
walked to his bedroom. Showering and changing into a fresh set of clothes he
went back downstairs to find Clara sitting in the robe once again.

“I’ve got to go out,” he said, thinking about the
urgent call from his office. “I’ll be back for my guests. Amuse yourself,
Clara. Look around, go for a swim. You can also stand around naked. No one will
see you.”

The light brightened in her gaze.

“You won’t get a single chance to escape,” he said.
“I’ve coded everything. The moment I leave this house, the doors will close,
and your only access outside will be looking through the windows.” He saw the
hope die within her.

He hated the sight of her defeat. Standing close to
her, he leaned down kissing her head. “I’ll be back before you know it.”

The desire to stay at home was strong. He’d cut the
conversation short and knew he had no choice but to go in.

“Amuse yourself while I’m gone.”

Before he changed his mind, he spun on his heel and
headed outside. The moment the door closed, all other doors and windows would
shut. He’d designed the security for his own peace of mind. After being
outlawed from all packs he’d been concerned for his safety. Some pack alphas
would get it into their heads to hunt down an outlaw and remove him
permanently.

No one even tried to hunt him down. They must all know
he’d kill anyone who tried.

Climbing into his car, he waited for the gate to open
then shut it before he was driving down the street heading toward the city to
deal with his current problem. Getting a call from one of his security managers
about Mark invading his offices had been a slight problem. Hearing from Mark
again was another one of his problems mounting up the list of stuff he needed
to deal with. The agreement should have been that their contact would cease the
moment he paid for Clara.

Parking his car, he nodded toward another wolf shifter
on his security team. Nick made sure to employ outlawed wolves like him. Most
of the wolves didn’t have the invasive mark that he did, but he respected them
all the same.

He took the elevator taking him straight to his
office. Dean was standing there with Mark and one of his security men, Bill.

“Get the fuck off me. This is business, nothing else,”
Mark said.

Closing the door, he watched with satisfaction as the
men flinched. All of them had been so preoccupied with arguing they hadn’t even
smelled his approach.

“If I was still an alpha of a pack, I’d punish you all
for simply not paying attention,” Nick said, gaining their attention. Bill had walked
out of his pack when they’d murdered his wife for being unfaithful to him. The
laws of the pack were strict. Once a male and female mated, it was for life. If
a female was to cheat then death was the penalty. He noticed the same rule
didn’t apply to the males. All they got was a slap on the wrist. Bill walked
away because they took his life mate from him even though he’d asked to watch
her with another man. Someone had spied on them, killed his mate, and Bill had
left. The story was sad, depressingly so, and another reason why Nick would
never be part of a pack even if one was offered.

“What’s going
on, Bill?”
Nick asked, taking a seat behind his desk. Refusing
to look at Mark, he concentrated on the men he didn’t want to kill.

Don’t kill her father. His death would make a mess, and there are more
humans in the office than not.

He tried to reason with himself. The more he thought
about what he learned of Clara, the harder it was not to hurt the bastard.

“This asshole,” Bill said, pointing at Mark.
“Stormed into your building shouting out his demands.”

Bill looked ready to commit murder.

Get in line, Bill. Anyone who takes out this fucker will have to answer
to me.

“He caused a stir, terrified the women, and started bad-mouthing
you.”

Moving his attention to Dean, he waited for another
explanation.

“I tried to get him out of your office, Nick. He wants
more money,” Dean said, shrugging.

Getting his anger under control, Nick turned his
attention onto the man he wished to murder. “What gives you the right to come
into my place of work and start mouthing off?”

“I want more money.”

“I paid you one million dollars for your daughter.
You’re not getting another cent from me.” Staring at Clara’s father, Nick
couldn’t stop the feeling of repulsion coming over him.

“She’s worth a lot more than a million.”

“I heard your wife say Clara is the runt of the
litter. She means nothing to you. A million is more than fair.” In truth, Nick
would pay triple if not more to keep her.

“If you don’t pay me more I’m going to the collection
of alphas.”

Nick raised a brow and turned to Dean, who shook his
head.

“Interesting.
You’ll go to the collection of alphas?” Nick asked, standing up. The
collection of alphas was responsible for his outlawed status. People referred
to them as either the “collection of alphas” or as “the collective”. The only
desire he had to deal with the collective was to hurt them. The collection of
alphas acted like social workers or the modern legal system for wolves.

“They would make you pay more.”

“You really think they’d help you?” Nick asked, taking
a step toward the other man. All he needed was any excuse to end this sack of
shit’s life and he’d do it in a heartbeat.

“I’m a pack wolf. They still answer to our calls, not
outlawed bastards like
yourself
.”

Leaning against his desk, Nick folded his arms over
his chest, staring at the other man. “Go and get them. Tell them all that I
won’t pay you another cent of my money.”

The other man looked confused. “I will.”

“Good, then you can make them all aware how you sold a
woman for money. Not only will you incriminate yourself, you’ll bring everyone
else down with you. I wonder how long you and your family would survive being outlawed
with a lot of enemies, stronger enemies.”

He let his words sink in.

“I’ll get you for this,” Mark said, pulling out of
Bill and Dean’s hold.

“I’m sure you will. Bye.” Nick watched the angry man
leave his office.

“Why does he suddenly want more?” Nick asked, turning
to Dean.

“From what I hear he learned who you were and that you
could pay a lot more money for her. He feels cheated that he only got so little
from you instead of a larger payout.”

“Fucking
asshole.”
Nick made arrangements with Bill to increase
security. Once he was alone, he dialed one of the security firms he trusted and
put a man on to trail Mark. The last thing he needed was for him to turn up and
ruin his plans to mate with Clara.

****

Walking around naked was not something Clara was ever
going to be comfortable with. For so long she’d been forced to wear clothing
that changing her habits was going to be hard. Hearing the door shut she stayed
seated and watched the doors leading out of the kitchen to the patio close,
beeping with a lock.

When she heard the gate close she stood up going
toward the window. She tried to open one of the windows. None of them would
move. The small draft came from a partially opened window near the ceiling.
Unless she wanted to risk breaking her neck she wouldn’t get through the slight
gap.

Through the house she tried all the doors leading
toward the outside. All of them were locked. She went to her room to try the
door for the veranda, and once again she was stopped from going any further.

Great, she was locked in a large house with nothing to
do. Sitting down on the edge of the bed she blew out a breath. Tapping her
legs, she glanced around the room looking for something to do.

I’m bored.

Looking up at the wall in front of her, she waited for
some miraculous idea to come to her.

Nothing.

I’m bored.

Again with the tapping of her leg, looking around the
room for something to do, she found nothing.

There was no need to clean either.

I’m bored.

Losing her temper, she stood up leaving the bedroom.

She was alone in a large house that resembled a
mansion, and instead of running around having fun she was sitting on the bed,
bored out of her mind. Poking her head out of the door, she looked up and down
the hall.

Drawing in air, she let out an ear-piercing scream.
The noise echoed around the large house. Leaving her bedroom, she jumped up and
down losing her mind as she ran up and down the corridor. Opening every door
she came to she stuck her head inside, taking a quick glance.

Back at home she wasn’t allowed to do anything or make
too much noise. Finally letting go in the freedom of the large house, she ran
up and down the corridor, charging downstairs making a lot of noise. She
screamed, yelled, and cursed out, loving every second of not fearing a beating.

Once she got out of breath and bored of running up and
downstairs, she went into the kitchen.

In the fridge she found a selection of chocolates
along with plenty of fresh vegetables and fruit. Grabbing the chocolate along
with the carton of juice she left the kitchen behind. She would spend more time
exploring the kitchen later. Her love of cooking would send her there in no
time. At home she wasn’t allowed to cook as her mother hated anything she did.

Clara walked into his office, checking out some of the
books on his shelves. His collection was amazing. None of the books were
romantic. She sat behind his desk staring at the laptop. Clicking open she saw
it was protected by a password. Wrinkling her nose she left the juice and
chocolates on his desk to continue her search.

Running fingers through her hair, she moved from room
to room looking for something to do. His office was a bust. Watching television
in the sitting room wasn’t going to work. Every time she looked at the coffee
table she saw his head moving between her thighs giving her more pleasure than
she could ever imagine.

Swinging her arms backwards and forwards she walked
toward the back of the house and opened a door to his gym. She checked over the
running machine, weights and other pieces of equipment before following through
the room to find a swimming pool. The water looked clear and beautiful. Bending
down, she placed her hand in the water swooshing it around.

Sitting on the edge she put her legs into the water,
kicking out.