Sold To The Strongest Alpha

6

Liam Pov

As Maxine finished cleaning, I couldn't just let her go. She looked sexy and hot in that pink bodycon dress, hugging her curves perfectly. Hell no, I wasn't going to let her go.

Among all my mates I have had, she stood the best and was the most gorgeous. I wish I was just normal. The last time I took her, it felt like heaven. She dripped all through. I just couldn't get enough of her and since then the thoughts have consumed my mind.

"Maxine," I called, my voice stern. "You're not done yet. Go in and clean up the bathroom, and come back right here. But make sure there are no pieces of clothing on you while coming out."

Her eyes widened slightly in surprise. I knew she wasn't expecting to hear this. I didn't allow any women in my bathroom, but women made an exception this time. I wanted her, and I couldn't wait any longer.

"Yes, Master," she replied, her voice trembling. She hurried towards the bathroom, and I watched her every move, the sway of her hips making my desire grow stronger.

“Gush! She's so delicious. I could eat her all day.”

I waited impatiently, my thoughts filled with the anticipation of what was to come. After a few minutes, the bathroom door opened, and Maxine stepped out, wearing nothing. My breath caught in my throat as I examined her beautiful body. She was stunning, every curve and line perfect.

"Come here," I ordered, my voice low and commanding.

Maxine walked towards me, her eyes downcast, her body trembling slightly. I could see the fear and uncertainty in her eyes, but I didn't care. I wanted her, and I was going to have her.

As she reached me, I grabbed her arm and pulled her close. "You look beautiful," I said, my voice husky with desire.

"Thank you, Master," she whispered, her voice shaking, but her eyes bore no emotions.

I ran my hands over her body, feeling the softness of her skin, the warmth of her flesh. "Do you know why I called you here?" I asked, my lips brushing against her ear. While my hands move around her bare skin, taking note of every pleasure.

"No, Master," she replied, her voice barely audible.

"Because I want you," I said, my hands gripping her hips tightly. "And I always get what I want."

Maxine's breath hitched, but she didn't resist. She knew better than to defy me. I pushed her down onto the bed, my body covering hers as I pinned her beneath me.

"You're mine," I growled, my eyes locking onto hers. "Do you understand?"

"Yes, Master," she whispered, her voice trembling.

I didn't wait any longer. I pounced on her, my hands and lips exploring every inch of her body. She gasped and moaned beneath me, her body responding to my touch despite her fear.

"You belong to me," I said, my voice rough with desire. "Every part of you."

"Yes, Master," she repeated, her voice a mix of fear and something else, something that made me want her even more.

I continued my assault on her senses, my hands and mouth claiming her as mine. Maxine's cries filled the room, her body arching beneath me as I took what I wanted.

When it was over, I pulled away, breathing heavily. Maxine lay beneath me, her body trembling, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and resignation.

"Clean yourself up," I ordered, my voice returning to its usual cold tone. "And remember, you belong to me."

Maxine nodded, her eyes downcast. "Yes, Master," she whispered, her voice filled with a quiet determination.

As she got up and walked back to the bathroom, I watched her, a satisfied smile playing on my lips. She was mine, and she would learn to accept that. No one defies me and gets away with it. Maxine would understand that soon enough.

When Maxine returned from the bathroom, her eyes still downcast, my desire reignited. My monster signaled me that he wanted more, and I couldn't resist. I will always satisfy him.

"Maxine," I called, my voice was polluted with lust. She looked up, meeting my gaze, and saw the hunger in my eyes.

"Come here," I demanded, my tone leaving no room for hesitation.

She approached slowly, her steps tentative. As she stood before me, I reached out, pulling her close.

"You're not done yet," I whispered, my hands roaming her body. "I want more."

Maxine nodded, her body trembling as I claimed her again.

She flinched, I knew she was tired. ...out her right then and there, to claim every inch of her as mine. But I held back, savoring the moment of complete and utter dominance. Her vulnerability was intoxicating, a heady mix of power and submission that stirred something primal within me.

She was passing out already, and I had to meet up with Chris, so I beckoned her to leave.

"Get up and leave," I commanded, my voice was cold and detached. "And remember, this is your job, your only joy here. To satisfy me."

Maxine slowly rose to her feet, her movements were robotic and lifeless. She gathered what remained of her dignity and stumbled toward the door, her body shaking with the weight of the job she had just done.

As she disappeared, I couldn't help but feel a surge of satisfaction. I loved how submissive she had become, I could do whatever I wanted with her and nobody would ever question me, not even the elders, and now she was mine to mold and control. But even in my triumph, a small voice whispered in the back of my mind, questioning the cost of my victory.

Would this conquest bring me the fulfillment I sought, or was I merely chasing a hollow sense of power? For now, I pushed those thoughts aside, drinking in the dominance I had asserted over her.

Maxine was just the beginning. There would be others, and I would continue to build my empire, one broken soul at a time.