The Dragon Queen

Jambalaya

Ben

It was almost dawn when the last revelers headed out. We were able to clean around them so there wasn't much left to do. I asked the supervisor if I could be dismissed as the gorgeous River Delta Alpha had invited me to her quarters. Her pack was from the New Orleans area and her accent melted me into marshmallow goo. I'd been hard since she pulled me down to her mouth and whispered her room number as she slid the key card into my underwear.

If she was human, I'd guess her to be in her early forties, but wolves age more slowly. Her power spilled from her pores and I was completely under her spell. I had heard that the Louisiana wolves had picked up additional magic from the vampires and Voodoo Manbos. A powerful, sexy, possibly magical woman wanted to f**k me.

As I race from the banquet hall to her suite, I imagine every possible way that i could worship her body. I hesitate outside her door, hand ready to knock. What if I wasn't experienced enough to please her? Or strong enough. I am only human- one of the very few humans chosen to serve in the Alpha Prince's staff.

The door swings open and all inhibitions disappear. Her dark skin glows golden in the moonlight. Her long braids are pulled loosely over one shoulder and her perfect pearly smile makes the sweetest dimples in her cheeks. I've always been a sucker for dimples.

I stand there like an i***t for an eternity, gobsmacked by her beauty. I know that I would do anything for this woman. Massage her feet, feed her grapes, babysit her grandchildren. I would die for her. Is this the fated mate feeling my wolf friends speak of? Or maybe an intense crush?

She gestures me inside and hands me a glass of wine. I slug it back like a shot of tequila, grateful for anything to calm my nerves.

"Hungry? I'm sure you didn't eat much on your shift."

I follow her to the kitchen. Hungry for something other than food. I feel my p***s straining against my pants as her hips sway hypnotically in front of me. Any harder and my zipper will break.

Her hand rests on the fridge door and I take my chance. I wrap my fingers around hers and bring her palm to my lips. Without breaking eye contact, I press my lips to the heel of her hand, kissing softly. A slow smile curls the edge of her lips, and i open my mouth, dragging my teeth down to her wrist. I gently suck at her pulse, reaching my other arm around her waist. She lets me pull her close, her hand sliding under my shirt, up my back. Sparks tingle wherever our skin touches. I want to tell her that I'm hers, that I give myself, my body, my very soul to her for all eternity, but I only manage a shuddering moan.

She's petite, barely reaching my shoulder. Slender and strong, possibly the smallest alpha I've ever met. That means she's probably the most powerful alpha outside of the Prince because she doesn't rely on physical strength to rule her pack. I kiss up her arm into the crook of her neck. Magnolias, Spanish moss, jambalaya spices, and sweet hibiscus overwhelm my sense of smell. I pull her close and breathe her scent, feeling almost high.

She giggles and nibbles my ear. "You smell like tiramisu. Espresso, hazelnut liquor and cream. Good enough to eat!" In a fluid motion, she pins me against the fridge and drops my pants to the floor. I think she may have tore them off of me, but before I can investigate, she bites my pec playfully, nipping and sucking to my n****e. Her teeth graze my skin as she flicks my piercing with her tongue. The electricity coursing through my body at her every touch makes my knees weak.

"Please. I want you, my goddess. Please." I groan the words barely coherent.

"Patience, pup. I want to taste you first." Her hands pulls my briefs down with languid movements. My swollen c**k bounces as the fabric releases, and she kneels before me. Her manicured fingers wrap around me as she assesses my girth and length. She gives an appreciative sigh as she strokes from the base to the tip, massaging the drip of precum on the head and rim. I slow my breathing and focus on not exploding hot c*m on her face. Her nails drag up my inner thigh and cup my balls. Her tongue follows the same path, sucking my sack into her mouth.

I hiss through my teeth. "You're killing me."

She runs her mouth along my length. "I'll bring you back from the dead. Just trust me."

"You're f*****g amazing. I'm not going to last."

"You're young. You'll recover quickly." Her throaty laugh holds the promise of wicked pleasures. She presses her lips to my tip and slowly engulfs my member, angling her throat to accommodate every inch. I feel her swallowing, her throat contracting around me. As she pulls back she hums, sending goosebumps across my body. She bobs her head in a controlled rhythm, keeping me in state of ecstasy without pushing me over the edge.

"Please, my goddess, I can't hold it much longer. Tell me where you want it."

Her response is to increase speed, her hand gripping my base and balls tightly. I place my hands on her head, grasping a handful of braids and thrust my pelvis to match her speed.

She stares into my eyes as I lose control. My hips gyrate and I feel the ejaculate pulling from my balls through the tip. The explosion of my orgasm in her throat, shooting hot c*m into her mouth makes my legs weak. I crumple to the cold tile and blink at her, unable to form words.

A dribble of c*m spills from her lip and I lick it off, leaning into a tender kiss. My body is boneless and limp but the fire of desire burns inside of me. I've never wanted a woman as badly as I want her.

My hands slip under her shirt, her n*****s pebbling under my touch. I lift her shirt and suck one n****e while I roll the other between my fingers.

"Antoinette." She whispers.

"Hmmm?" I mumble as i suck as much of her breast into my mouth as possible, running my tongue in circles around her areola.

"My name. Antoinette. I never told you my name."

I sit back and look at her. "Ben. Nice to meet you Alpha Antoinette." I smile as i extend my hand to shake.

She throws her head back as she laughs at my silly joke. It sounds like bells. I smile as I resume my worship of her perfect breasts. Smaller than a handful, firm but soft. Her skin is lighter here, like dark coffee with a swirl of cream. Her puckering aureolas are slightly rosy leading to hard n*****s. She moans as I run my tongue piercing on her n****e.

"You like that? Wait until you feel what else I can do with that stud." I lift her up as i stand and place her on the counter. I push her skirt up and see the wet spot on her panties. My d**k hardens again. She wasn't kidding, quick recovery.

I lift her leg up and suck behind her knee. She tortured me? Well time for payback. She gasps as i bite and lick my way up her thigh. The smell of her arousal elicits a moan from me, but I control myself. I taste her bitter honey from her thigh, running my tongue along the groove between her p***y and leg. She wraps her legs around my shoulders, pulling me in. I open my mouth over her mound and breath through the lace, forcing my tongue against the fabric. I scrape my teeth against her, pulling the underwear down with my mouth. I want to devour her but i want her orgasm to build, so I continue to tease. I nibble down the edge of one lip and suck my way up the other.

Her claws are out, digging into my shoulders. I love that my attention is letting her control slip. Her moans give me shivers. I spread her lips and flick my tongue against her c**t. She mumbles my name and i suck her nub until her legs tremble. Her juice dribbles freely as I lick the length of her p***y. I thrust my tongue in and out of her hole wishing it was my throbbing d**k. As her moans turned to screams of pleasure I return to her c**t, rubbing my piercing back and forth as she rides my face.

She grabs my head pressing my face into her center. I penetrate her with two of my fingers, timing my motions with her hips. I feel the walls of her p***y clenching around my fingers as she screams my name. My heart leaps as she orgasms with my name in her mouth. I continue to finger f**k her wet center while sucking on her c**t. I can't get enough of her liquid, her honey taste. She finally pushes me away asking for a moment.

I comply, scooping her into my arms. "My Goddess, my Alpha, can I bring you to your bed?"

"My Ben, just a pup. How old are you anyway?"

"28. Not quite a pup."

"I'm 53. How do you feel about that?"

"53?! My stepmom was right! Black don't crack! And I don't care. You are a goddess and I only wish to worship you."

"Stepmom?"

"Yeah, my mom ditched me and my dad when I was like 6. He remarried am amazing black woman. Always treated me like I was hers. Her whole family did. I was just just another cousin. Never mattered that I didn't look like them. Can't say the same for my dad's side. Treated my siblings like dirt. Their own flesh and blood. I don't really spend time with them."

"I see. 28? My oldest is 30." She laughs again, little silver bells in my ear.

"Also, my grandad was a wolf- Eastside Pack- from Detroit. But my grandmother wasn't. So I'm quarter wolf. That's why the Prince let's me work for him." I want to tell her everything about me. I want to learn everything about her.

"No hint of wolf in there?"

"Not that I've seen. I guess not. How is an amazing woman like you not mated? I imagine you'd have a queue of suitors."

"Ha! No. Well yes. I was mated but he's gone. And a line? If you consider sycophants and power hungry liars to be suitors. I suppose."

"Alpha? Why does it feel like electric when you touch me. I've never felt physical sparks like this. Have you bewitched me?"

"Something like that. Enough questions. Kiss me. I need you to scratch an itch deep inside of me."

My c**k twitches and I pull her on top of me exploring her mouth with my tongue. She returns the gesture as we entangle on the satin sheets.

"Where's that itch? Show me?" I want to feel the sparks from her hand on my erection again. She strokes me, flipping us so that I'm on top and rubs my head up and down here wet p***y.

"Do you want me?" She growls in my ear. "Say my name if you want me."

I moan in response, unable to control my thoughts. "Antoinette, Antoinette, please. I want to be inside. I want you. Antoinette. Please"

She wraps her legs around my hips and pulls me in? I inhale sharply at the warm, wet sensation.