Alpha's

Sweet Sweat

It had been a week since she'd started at the club and just like Tony said the seasoned girls hated her and the clients wanted to bed her. She'd been offered more money for a single night alone with her than she'd ever imagined possible. Her sets were usually early in the evening but as they drew more attention she occasionally did a peak time slot.

Tony sometimes watched her practice and changed her choreography but he was otherwise quite mild with her. She was the epitome of subservience to Dean and Tony and the other girls hated her for it. What they didn't know was that sometimes Tony and Gaby fought so hard in the penthouse suite that Dean would be summoned to force the peace.

And then there were the times when Tony would watch movies with Gaby on their shared bed and they even cuddled. Their closeness confused the girls but no one could prove Tony was genuinely having s*x with Gaby. The rumors were intense and some thought Gaby was pregnant with Tony's baby.

It got worse when the one week Gaby threw up every day. Tony was extremely attendant to her needs and the seasoned rumor makers had evidence and facts ready. And then things got interesting.

Coincidentally, Jerome had been becoming more dejected because they had not really gotten permission to enter the club, just observe it. He saw her through surveillance everyday and she glowed.  Jerome hated how she was warming up to Tony who always kissed her forehead and put his arm around her waist and the small of her back.

When the orders to go beyond video surveillance came through Jerome was the first to be ready. Pieter was nervous and kept mentally reminding Jerome that this mission was delicate and that the only way to close the ring down was to make sure they had all the evidence of each part of the chain.

Jerome stretched. His 6' 8" frame literally filled the space. His skin was taut across his entire body. The sun filtering into the room gave his brown skin a golden hue.

As his hand laid on his stomach he found himself wondering if Gaby would like his body. He stood and walked to the closet. As he opened the door he inspected his chest and abdominals clinically.

His muscles were proportional to his height. He'd always made sure to maintain flexibility of motion as he built muscle mass. He had a happy trail that went from his navel down into his boxers that was accompanied by a "v" that followed.

His back was equally well sculpted and he recalled Gaby once commenting on the perfection of his deltoids. He half-smiled. Her admiration had been clinical but it had been satisfying.

His legs were okay, he looked at the thick, muscular thighs that peaked out from his boxer briefs and tapered into proportional calves and feet. He was very muscular, he frowned, was she even into muscular guys? He recalled her admiration of Ryan who she called Runty and he was scrawny.

As an Alpha, there was no way that he could ever be that small. A groan of frustration left him. At least she loved his mind. That's what Ryan told him.

According to Ryan she had studied most of his research papers and thought they were good. Ryan had said that Gaby was a sucker for sexy brains and any guy who was smart piqued her interests. That had low key pissed Jerome off because she knew a lot of smart guys. The thought of having to gently not break their bones was frustrating especially since he would have to fight against words and not bodies.

He saw Pieter come into the room and observe him as he stood in front of the mirror. He looked at his friend's blonde hair and rugged good looks and wondered what Gaby's preference was. He felt seriously out of his depth and slammed the closet door.

"You okay boss?" Pieter asked walking out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. His muscles rippled as he walked and his tattoos danced across his shoulder and back.

Jerome lay on top of his made bed. He shook his head. "No. I'm not sure if I can handle seeing Gaby right now. She's clearly into Latino guys right now and we all know I don't have curly jet black hair she can run her fingers through."

Pieter's eyes widened. A grin threatened to break on his face and he fought it. Tony was definitely very good looking. The girls at the strip club said it, the girls on their team were so disappointed that he was a bad boy but most admitted given a chance they would make moves on him.

Jerome's eyes were closed as he fought an internal battle with himself. Pieter took the time to get dressed and dried his hair a bit more. They'd grown up together almost as brothers so nudity wasn't uncomfortable.

Pieter was actually two years older. It had been a bee in his bonnet through school because he wasn't as smart as his Alpha who was a kid genius. Jerome had never made him feel small for it, no matter how angry they got with each other even when Pieter brought it up.

Pieter was really good at organizing people and things. He could make things happen and his ability to predict what was needed was almost supernatural. In fact, Jerome was quite sure that Pieter's abilities were premonitions.

As Pieter pulled on his dark wash jeans and zipped them up he felt Jerome's eyes on him. It was a different look. Pieter felt uncomfortable.

"What?" He checked if he had shaving cream still on his face.

"You're very handsome," Jerome stated displeased.

Pieter felt his face heat up. "Thank you but I prefer women." He quickly put on a t-shirt to cover his bare chest.

Jerome noted how his Beta was as muscular and less bulky and wondered if Gaby preferred that. He sighed. He didn't understand where his doubts were coming from.

Do you think Gaby will be able to look at me as a man? Jerome asked him mentally.

Pieter grinned and nodded. He'd been sending Gaby pictures of them after workouts and he knew she was impressed with Jerome's body. He didn't tell Jerome but once Gaby had let it slip that she'd die happy if she could touch Jerome's muscles.

She's a femme. Your femme. She's going to desire only your touch. She's also a teenage girl.  Let's not forget how she's suddenly started sending you very cute selfies through me.

Jerome's nostrils flared. Her selfies were very cute. His favorite was one of her in his high school t-shirt in his room. She was on her knees on his bed and he could see from her knees up to the mid-thigh.

Her hair was flipped to one side exposing his mark. He'd applied for extended leave after seeing that picture. He had wanted to be home so bad.

"Okay, fine," Jerome grumbled. I'm going to need your help with courting. I don't know what to do.

You know. You're just scared you'll be wrong for the first time in your life. You know her. She's your other best friend, right? Pieter asked.

Jerome nodded as he stood up to get dressed. He picked a pair of black trousers and a light blue shirt. As he put them on he made sure it looked professional.

"You look like you're coming straight from the office," Pieter commented.

"Good." Jerome fixed his cufflinks and brushed his goatee and hair. He had deliberately sprayed on a fragrance that he'd heard Gaby tell Ryan she liked. If he was going to see her perform he wanted all of her attention on him.

They'd had dinner and showered. It was time to get to the club. After meeting up with the rest of the team and going over their orders they split up and headed out to the club.

Jerome felt her before he saw her as he walked in. She was in the VIP section with Tony sitting on his lap and playing with his hair. There was something cute about it that annoyed the hell out of him. He stepped into the VIP section with Pieter and sat down.

He saw her body tense and smiled. She knew he was here. Jerome and Pieter ordered drinks. No one even bothered to check Jerome for ID.

"Gentlemen, welcome. As you're new I'll introduce myself once... I'm Tony Hemingford, this is my delectable hostess Diamond. She can get you anything you want in this club.

"I trust that you will follow the code of conduct and enjoy all we have to offer including your membership benefits. I have some work to do. Diamond will take care of you from here." Tony bent down between Pieter and Jerome and whispered, "One paw out of place and I'll kill first and ask questions later."

Jerome looked Tony in the eyes.  She's mine. The only reason I won't touch is because her safety means more to me. I've kept my hands off for five years big brother. We both know control isn't my problem.

Tony grinned an evil grin. Pieter cleared his throat and spoke, "Totally understood Mr. H."

Tony and Jerome were still locked in a stare down. Jerome smirked. He looked at Gaby. "Diamond, come give Pieter a lap dance." His words were almost a purr.

Her eyes widened and looked at Tony. Tony rolled his eyes. "Don't be foolish. Diamond, give the big bad Alpha a lap dance. Go wild, he can't touch you even if you want him to. Beta I suggested you draw the curtains and keep your Alpha from being tempted. We wouldn't want him to be another weak Alpha thinking with his-," Tony's upper lip curled up in disgust. He could already smell the Alpha's body betray him. He grinned and laughed evilly as Pieter drew the curtains.

Gaby sat on Jerome's lap. She felt him tense. She couldn't not do it. Tony would be watching.

A heavy base line blared through the speakers. Pieter smiled at her and then turned his back to them. He felt Jerome's unease and gently flowed power to his Alpha.

Gaby rolled her hips as she held onto his knees. She was afraid to look at him and yet she wanted to watch him. She peeked at him through her eyelashes over her shoulder.

She had his undivided attention. She could tell he was battling True Nature because his eyes brightened and darkened as he watched her. She let her hand go down her body from her breast to her hip and she heard his breath hitch.

Knowing Tony was watching and Pieter would be close she threw caution to the wind and stepped away from Jerome. Her curves were in a body suit that left just enough to the imagination while covering her arms in opaque black material. Her pants had sections above and below her knees that were covered by diagonally crossing pieces of string. Her heels were ridiculously high.

Lose my breath by Destiny's Child came on and she got off his lap and used the table as her stage. Her body on the table as the undulations of her body rose and fell and watching her ass rise and fall in front of his face as her legs opened and closed to the beat did something to Jerome. His nails dug into the wood of the chair.

She put her foot in between his legs and stood to his side before putting his head between her legs. Her arousal which he'd been acknowledging minimally was thrust in his face before she pushed his head back. Her curves were put before him and pulled away from him. She ended the lap dance with her hands on his knees and her butt in his face. 

Jerome closed his eyes. Inhale. His body listened. Okay. Now exhale. His body cooperated. Again, good.

Gaby watched him splinter the chair's arms in an effort to control himself. She had seen him battle True Nature before but never because he wanted her. His pheromones were calling to her and she was careful to stand next to Pieter who had a sheen of sweat on his brow.

I'm sorry Alpha. If I don't do what he says they hurt the other girls and I'm forced to tend their wounds. Please tell your mate I'm sorry.

Jerome looked at her and smiled. His canines gleamed. "Don worry Bebe, I'll take care of it." He watched her chest heave up and down. All night, if I have to, when I fully claim you. He thought to himself.

His island accent gave her goosebumps. He smiled seeing his effect on her.

Pieter turned around and smiled. "Thank you for the intense welcome Diamond! Ro really enjoyed it. I'm sure we're going to be regulars, right boss?"

Jerome's grin turned predatory as he nodded. He then looked at the chair he'd broken and smiled sweetly at Gaby. "I seem to have forgotten my manners. Would you please see about getting me a new one?"

Gaby nodded. She opened the curtains. The whole club suddenly became more alive. Some customers seeing Gaby without Tony started clamouring in her direction.

Jerome stood up and put her behind him and shook his head just as security cordoned off their section of VIP with living bodies. A new chair was brought to replace the broken one and business went on as usual.

Her hands on his back kept Jerome from destroying the place. He couldn't think of letting her do what she just did for anyone else. He knew that Tony had allowed him to have her like that to tease him, specifically.

He doubted Tony let his hostess dance like that for anyone. There was a strict policy that no one got anything from his hostess without Tony's okay. Tony's scent was all over Gaby but it didn't irritate him the way it had when he'd walked in.

He gently went through Gaby's mind sifting through the last few weeks. He pieced together a few aspects of the chain that they hadn't been able to work out. She swayed with confusion.

Tony strode back towards them with a grin. "Alpha Wilder, I'm so disappointed, you didn't even sniff her up close. Was Diamond not to your tastes?"

"Diamond is perfect, tell your other properties not to touch me. I have a very jealous mate and while I don't mind disrespectful women being put in their place I have better uses for my mate's energy." Jerome smirked. "How much do you want for her?"

"Well," Tony grinned looking at his fingernails. "I think we could start at 5 million. That should tide me over for as long as it takes to train a new hostess without any loss of profits. That lap dance will be charged to your account. You know my rates." He turned to Gaby. "Let's go to my office my Sweet. I have your favorite snack ready."

Jerome growled lowly. Tony rolled his eyes and gave Gaby his arm. She took it and excused herself from the VIP section.

As they left a few others from the rest of VIP came towards them. A group of frat boys boldly approached them. The boldest stepped up to Jerome.

"Isn't Diamond amazing? What did you do to get Tony to give you the lap dance?"

Jerome knew that his pack was known for its beautiful women and its wealth. These wolves obviously were not aware of who he was. He smiled.

"Your entire tuition for all four years of your first degree."

The frat boy nodded, "You know you actually smell like an Alpha. Not just any Alpha but top two tiers."

Jerome grinned. "Diamond is f*****g amazing. She'll do that to a brother."

The frat boy nodded. "Makes sense. You're just her type. f**k, you look just like the guy she described to me. How many masters degrees do you have?"

Jerome raised a brow. These guys were too damn nosey. "Six."

The boys' jaws dropped. Pieter chuckled. "Okay Peewees, times up. I'm sure you can take a tour of  Alpha Wilder's pack some time if you want to know more." He herded them out of VIP.

Pieter came back and found his Alpha surveying the scene. "Boss, you good?"

Jerome nodded. She was okay, she touched him and he was getting her back. He was better than okay.

"I honestly don't know how you didn't dry hump her while she danced for you. I was freaking out when you started having images of licking her core. I think I'm scarred for life by the way. I now know what the Luna looks like naked."

Jerome sighed. That was pure imagination. I have no idea what she looks like fully nude. I'm sorry you had to experience that. I've never wanted anyone or anything so much. I almost gave in.

"She's so f*****g sexy." Jerome finally said out loud.

Pieter grinned. This mission was so about to be over. They finished the rest of their surveillance and noted just how many of the girls they knew about were working in this club. When they stepped out they looked like regular drunk patrons of the club.

As soon as they were in the car Jerome rounded up his team. By the time they got back to their hotel suite, Commander Weiss was waiting for them. Jerome was fully in control and everyone knew it.

The next few days would be data and evidence collection. If no one made a mistake, they'd have everything they needed to shut down the operation for good. Jerome was ready to have his mate, nothing was going to mess that up for him.