Episode 1
2115 Words
"Amelie, are you sure this is what you want to do? I know my brother likes to sleep around but y-..."
"Stop stalling Misty and put on the damn dress, I never said we were going to sleep around. I just said we were going out for some drinks. Plus we broke up remember."
Amelie quickly cut her friend off. Amelie was wearing a short, tight, black dress. It hugged her wide hips and made her legs seem longer. The dress ended a few inches down her thigh. Leaving just enough to the imagination. At the top, it was strapless but squeezed her chest just enough to make some cleavage, once again just enough to the imagination. Amelie had paired it with a pair of bright red suede pumps, A small red handbag that contained a mirror, her cell, her cards, and some cash.
Misty, on the other hand, looked doubtful at the sorry excuse of, a dress she had in her hands. It was a short purple strapless dress, it contained a large zipper from the top front to the bottom. An easy access dress that contained small pockets on either side of the zipper. Misty sighed but threw the dress on anyway, she knew that Amelie wouldn't take no for an answer. Misty paired her dress with a pair of black pumps and a silver handbag. Her hair washed down her back in waves, she decided to go with a more natural look, little to no makeup and to wear her normal hair down. Letting it cascade down past her shoulders.
Amelie wore her hair up in a tight ponytail wearing little to no makeup as well. She felt slightly sorry for making her best friend do all these things with her but she knew very well that Misty was still heartbroken from her last relationship, eight months ago.
In a way they both needed this, they both needed this small escape from reality. As they finished getting ready Amelie grabbed her car keys and headed for the door.
"Amelie wait!" Misty called out behind her.
"Yeah?" Amelie called back from the bottom of the stairs.
Misty walked down and headed for the kitchen where she pulled out two shot glasses and poured pure tequila into both cups.
"To a night we will always regret!" Misty cheered as she downed the glass of pure tequila. Misty slightly coughed after having the strong drink burn her esophagus on its way down.
Amelie stared at Misty with amusement. It was no secret that Misty was shy and quiet but when it came to shots and drinks? Well, let's just say Misty holds the recorded for heavyweight champ of shots. She quickly raised her glass and downed her drink.
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The two finally made it out of the car and walked to the club, they walked in and headed straight for the bar. That one shot of tequila left them wanting more.
"Hello Ladies, what would you like?" the young looking bartender asked as he placed his hands on the bar.
"I'll have a 'Long Island Iced Tea" Misty smiled.
"I'll have a 's*x on the beach" Amelie winked at the bartender.
"Sure thing, can I see some ID please?" the bartender winked back.
Amelie and Misty pulled out their driver's license and showed the bartender. He simply nodded and started on their drinks.
"Oh, can we also get six shots of Bacardi 151" Misty smiled at Amelie.
"Sure thing." the bartender nodded as he poured their shots.
Amelie smiled like a cheesier cat at the shots. They haven't had Bacardi since their freshmen year of college. They were going to definitely regret it tomorrow.
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"Amelie come dance with me!" Misty yelled at her best friend sitting right next to her.
Amelie laughed and nodded while taking a long sip of her second Long Island Iced Tea. Amelie stumbled to the dance floor with her best friend. As music blared in their ears they swayed their hips while dancing with the music.
"Misty that guy has been watching you since we walked in here." Amelie tried to whisper.
"What!?" Misty yelled over the loud music.
Amelie giggled and turned her best friend around, making her face a mysterious and delicious looking man in the corner. He had been watching Misty since they first walked in, Amelie knew because she had noticed his attire looked business like.
"Ohhhhhhhh" Misty drew out.
"Go talk to him" Amelie encouraged her best friend.
Amelie watches as Misty stumbled to the hot guy. She wasn't very shy when she was intoxicated and Amelie found that quite amusing.
Misty slowed her pace towards the delicious looking man in the corner, he was drinking whiskey. She smiled politely at him and he returned the favor.
"Care to dance?" Misty smiled at him.
"With you? I'd be honored" the man spoke in a husky voice.
He quickly stood and grabbed Misty by the waist pulling her to the dance floor. They started moving to the beat. Misty turned and the man pulled her to him.
He pushed her flush against his body. Misty could feel everything. Not that she minded either.
The things I would do to him!
She exasperated in thought as she grinded against him. Misty thought for a second, she could have sworn she heard him purr. Then again she was way past her limit on alcohol. After two Long Island Iced Teas, six shots of Bacardi 151, and a s*x on the beach, Misty could nearly function.
Amelie, on the other hand, was once again at the bar taking a swing at her drink. She smiled as she watched her best friend dance with someone other than her controlling ex-boyfriend.
"Mind if I buy you a drink?" Someone with a deep voice said.
The voice had startled Amelie causing her to pour her drink on her dress.
"Forget the drink, you owe me a new dress," Amelie whispered as she placed her cup on the bar and slowly turned around to face the man that was hitting on her.
Amelie froze, he was gorgeous. The man was tall around 6'5 to 6'6. She couldn't quite tell due to the fact she was sitting on a stool. He wore black dress pants and a button-up dress shirt. His tie hung loosely around his neck and his hands were in his pockets. The man had dark black hair combed to the side and crystal blue eyes. He had a strong chin and high cheekbones making his face utterly perfect. Then again you couldn't really tell due to the large beard. On the side of his neck, Amelie caught a glimpse of some black ink.
Tattoos? Oh God yes.
"Tell you what, I'll make you a deal. I'll buy you a new dress if you let me buy you a drink" He bargained.
Amelie simply nodded not being able to trust her voice. The man smiled and ordered a drink.
"So can I get your name? I need to know your name if I'm going to be seeing you a lot." he smiled.
"A-Amelie" she stuttered.
Amelie was in shock, she has never been this nervous around any man. It's just this man did something to her.
"My name is Alexandrov, try to remember it, sweetheart, you'll be screaming it later." he winked.
Amelie quickly decided to close her legs feeling moisture in between her thighs when she imagined him in between them. She slowly swallowed her drink and simply smiled. She tried very hard not to be affected by his corny pick-up line but she couldn't help it.
"Care to dance sweetheart?" Alexandrov smirked.
Amelie simply nodded and grabbed his outstretched hand. Alexandrov quickly guided her to the dance from where an upbeat song was blaring through the speakers.
Amelie started to dance along to the beat. Alexandrov didn't like the fact that they were separate so he quickly pulled her to him. Amelie blushed when she could feel him on her back and ass.
Jesus, he's huge, there is no way that's all him.
Amelie quickly reprimanded herself for thinking about this sexy stranger in such a way. She wasn't a slut to be worrying about a man's size.
After dancing to about 5 songs Amelie dragged Alexandrov back to the bar.
She felt lightheaded and she knew it was from the drinks. She sat on the stool and slowly started to lean back. Alexandrov not being completely intoxicated quickly stood behind her making Amelie crash into his firm chest.
Amelie giggled and took another long sip from her drink.
"I think you've had enough sweetheart" Alexandrov whispered into her ear as he slowly placed a small kiss on her neck. Amelie shuddered with excitement and slowly moved her neck giving him better access to her weak spot.
Alexandrov smiled, he quickly paid for their drinks and helped Amelie stand up.
He started to walk with her outside when Amelie suddenly stopped.
"Wait, I can't leave Misty behind!" Amelie yelled as she turned to head back in.
Alexandrov quickly pulled her to him and held her waist. After a few minutes, Misty came out with the man that had been dancing with her earlier. Amelie sighed in relief and walked to her best friend.
"Misty we have to go" Amelie smiled.
"Noooooo, I wanna stay with him- *hiccup* forever" Misty whined.
Amelie softly giggled and slowly patted her head. The man quickly came to her side.
"I don't mind taking her home" he smiled.
"I don't even know your name." Amelie fired back.
"Antonio" he smiled at her.
Amelie gave him a weird look but nodded none the less. If Misty found out that Amelie didn't let a good looking man take her home she knew Misty would hold it against her. Amelie could also see that even though Misty was intoxicated Antonio looked at her with love, he didn't mind that she was drunk or that she could nearly hold up her own weight.
"Okay, just be careful. She is my best friend" Amelie reprimanded him.
Antonio nodded and quickly lead Misty to his black Mercedes.
"Ready to go, beautiful?" someone whispered into her ear.
Amelie slightly jumped. She quickly turned around to meet a pair of blue orbs. Alexandrov. Amelie quickly nodded and headed to her car. They walked for a bit before Amelie came across her car.
"I had a great time, thanks for the drink." She smiled at Alexandrov as she walked to her car.
Before she could make it any further Alexandrov quickly grabbed her wrist.
"There is no way I'm letting you drive like that." He spoke as he gently tugged her to his car.
"But you've been drinking too!" Amelie stated.
"I'm not driving sweetheart" he whispered as he let her scoot into the back seat of a limo.
Once Alexandrov sat down he shut the door and the car started to drive off.
Alexandrov placed his hand on Amelie's thigh and stared out the window. The car drove and Amelie couldn't pay any attention to what was going on. she was just focused on that warm hand on her thigh. How she wished those hands could be in other places of her body.
"You really are beautiful," Alexandrov spoke making Amelie look at him.
Amelie blushed and smiled.
"T-Thank You" she quietly stuttered.
Alexandrov slowly leaned forward. Amelie slightly gasped as she felt how close he was to her. His face nearly inches away from hers. His eyes held an intensity that she has never seen before.
"May I? I've been dying to taste you" he whispered.
Amelie slowly nodded. She slowly closed her eye and gently leans forward.
When his lips landed on her she gasped. It felt amazing like that was where her lips belonged on his. She no longer wanted to kiss anyone but this man sitting next to her.
How drunk am I?
Alexandrov quickly responded to the kiss, he pulled her closer. Wanting more, no needing more. He needed Amelie. He wanted to claim everything she had.
His hands found their way to her ass, making her gasp. He quickly darted his tongue out into her mouth. Causing Amelie to moan into his mouth. That instantly gave him a hard-on. He pulled Amelie into his lap, making her feel what he felt for her.
Alexandrov purred when he could feel his small mate softly grind against him. He wanted her and he knew she wanted him too.
Take us to my house. He quickly mind-links his gamma.
This was going to be the night he would finally become an Alpha and he would finally claim his mate.
- Writer
