*Micah*
"I know she told you to stick around Luca, and I am not stupid... I know why, but if she is f*****g you she ain't f*****g me, so please go away". I am looking at Luca, giving him a cheeky grin.
Yeah, well she annoys me to distraction and really rubs me the wrong way, but I also find her really sexy and have this almost unstoppable attraction to her for some reason. She isn’t at all my normal type, but I bet she would be a really great f**k and I want to win the bet. So I need a little help from Luca.
Luca sighs. "Micah, you are getting me into so much trouble you know that rigt ? And probably yourself as well. She is going to be pissed".
"Seriously, are you afraid of her ? Is she going to spank you or what ?" I say grinning at the thought.
Luca doesn’t answer, he just sends me an angry glare and I snort with laughter. "Wow for real ? Well I will try to make her forget about you and about that mental picture too".
"You are gonna owe me Micca, especially since I don't get to see her wipe the floor with you". Luca says grinning at me.
I just smile and pat him on the shoulder. "Thanks man, and I promise you, I will make her see things my way".
Luca just shakes his head as he walks away, but I am still sure of myself. If I want a woman, I get her, I always do, and right now I want this bad tempered sexy minx of a she-wolf. I want to find out if she is as fiery in bed as I imagine.
I find the assistant, Anna, there is a womanI could have in a heartbeat if I wanted. She is practically begging me for it, but she just isn’t his type at all. I also have a feeling that nailing her would be a problem in my quest to get Amber.
"Anna darling, where do Amber go to relax after the show ?" I smile at her, amping up the charm.
She looks a little uncertain, but when I gaze into her eyes and widen my smile, she almost instantly gives in. "She uses dressing-room number six, but don't let her know I told you".
"Oh I won't, darling, thank you so much". I lean in to kiss her on the cheek, hearing her sigh. Then I turn and walk to the dressing-room.
*Amber*
Where the hell has Luca disappeared to ? I had told him to stay put, but now I can’t find him anywhere and I am starting to get annoyed. He doesn't usually go against my commands.
I walk down toward my usual dressing-room, I need to relax and unvind, but seriously a good f**k would be so nice right now.
"What the f**k are you doing here ?" I have just walked into the room, to find none other than Micah sitting on the couch, looking like he belongs there.
He gets up and casually walks towards me. "Well poor Luca got tired and had to leave, so he sent me instead".
"Oh so he did that, did he now ? Why do I get the idea that he was somehow manipulated by… lets see, some stuck up prick who seems to think he is the Goddess’ gift to all she-wolves ?" I glare at him.
Oh Luca will have to be punished for this one.
I soon realize that Micah has somehow circled me, making me turn with him and now he is standing between me and the door. He slowly closes the door and locks it with a sly smile. "Well maybe not all females, but I could be to you, if you would just let me… you look like you could need to relax".
"Oh for the love of the Goddess Micah... I am not going to f**k you okay ? If you haven't realized yet, I really love being in control and I am pretty sure you do too, so this just ain't gonna work". I shake my head.
He walks toward me slowly, in a way that reminds me of a predator stalking its prey, and I can’t help but swallow, suddenly nervous, mostly due to the effect he has on my body. "Oh no darling, you are not going to f**k me, but I am so going to f**k you and you are going to love it".
I snort, well the guy doesn’t lack confidence that's for sure, I guess it is an Alpha thing, and yeah he is disturbingly handsome and quite sexy when he gets all bossy, but still it can only end badly. I am not gonna be his little submissive f**k doll.
"You are delusional, Micca boy, why on earth would I let you do that ?" And why am I getting into this banter with him ? Letting him get under my skin. I should just have security boot his ass.
He stops in front of me, just a little too close for my liking, his long fingers trailing up my arm. "Oh because you know deep down that you really want me".
"Okay are you on drugs ? Because you are seeing things, weird things". I want to back away from him, but suddenly he grabs my arm, twisting it on my back, making me turn with it. Not in a way that hurts in any way.
Shit, what is he doing ? He has me pinned against the wall with his body, my arm now over my head, still in his grip, the other arm is stuck between my body and the wall. I can’t move, but for some reason I am not the least scared.
His body feels hard against mine, his free hand clasped at my hip. His tongue suddenly runs up my neck before he bites into my earlobe, making me gasp involuntarily. "Believe me darling, you are like a drug to me".
"Let me go Micah". I try to push back against him with my body, but he isn’t moving an inch. Instead he pushes harder into me, and I can feel his erection against my ass. Damn it feels so good, but no way if I will ever admit that.
He bites into my neck right on my pulse point. s**t that literally makes the room spin. Am I not supposed to be scared ? To yell rape ? Honestly I am pretty sure he wouldn't cross that line, he might be an asshole, but he isn’t gonna force himself on me.
"I promise it will make you more relaxed than you could ever imagine and I can give you pleasure beyond your wildest dreams". His voice is low and growling in my ear, making chills run down my spine.
I smile to myself, okay Micah, if you want to play let's play. I step down hard on his foot, and as expected he lets go and takes a step back. I whip around and push him hard in the chest, making sit down hard on the couch.
He looks stunned for a moment and I walk over to him slowly, swaying my hips seductively. I straddled his lap, running my hands into his hair, grabbing it and pulling his head back.
"Oh no baby boy, I am gonna make you experience things you can't even imagine and beg for me to do things to you that you have never heard of". My tongue is running up his jaw line.
I am grinding down on his protruding erection, making him moan low and deep in the chest, a sound so primal and s****l my ovaries might have just imploded and I know my panties are soaked. Right now I want him badly.
His hands grabs my ass roughly, pulling me into him, his eyes staring up at me, feverish, almost black.
"Oh no Micah, my number one rule, no touching me unless given permission". I swat his hand away.
He literally growls, a menacing sound that makes me catch my breath. "Sorry Amber, but that is not your decision, I damn well touch you when I want and however I want to… I do not play by your rules".
Micah grabs my waist, throwing me down on the couch, and he is on top of me before I can react. His mouth on mine, his tongue invading my mouth.
By the Goddess he can kiss, and I forget everything about fighting him for a moment. His hand is suddenly between my thighs, pushing aside my panties, and then I feel two fingers slide into me, making me gasp in both pleasure and surprise.
"Oh so wet and tight darling. I can't wait to be buried balls deep in that sweet p***y …but you need to surrender to me first". He pulls out his fingers and lets me go.
I look up at him feeling confused. He smirks at me, looking at me through heavy lidded eyes, then he puts his fingers in his mouth slowly, licking off my juices.
"And you taste just as sweet as you feel, but darling I ain't begging anyone for a f**k, so when you are ready to surrender to me completely, Luca knows where you can find me". And with that he leaves.
I just stare at the door. What the f**k just happened ? As if I am ever going to come running to him, begging for him to f**k me. Well, Micah you can wait till hell freezes over.