Seducing the Alpha CEO

Chapter 2–A deal with the vixen

Killian

I couldn’t recall anything from the previous night.

“Was I really that drunk? I had only two shots of vodka.” I pondered. “Perhaps I’m not as heavy a drinker as I thought.”

Given that I had never left the window open before, that it was open was strange. Then I noticed her, along with that intoxicating scent. Although some of my recollections of the previous evening were cloudy, I could recall most of them. I wanted to talk to the new DJ who started that day at the club, and if there was time, I might have gotten a few drinks as well.

I had a conversation with this lovely woman after she had approached me. She was attractive; in fact, she was quite stunning. Amber was noticeably taller than her, but she was far shapelier.

To tell you the truth, the way she looked was triggering thoughts in my head that I knew I shouldn’t have. Her crimson hair was thick and curly, and it was pulled back into a bun. From what I could tell, she didn’t have very much makeup on. I couldn’t wait to see how that hair would appear when it was spread out across my pillow. Her lips were a luscious shade of red, and her eyes were a beautiful shade of hazel. Her complexion was a delectable, creamy pale. She was an unusual combination of innocence and sensual. Her breasts were ample, but not to the point of being overwhelming. She wore a backless dress that revealed a small butterfly tattoo she had on the lower part of her back.

“How about we talk in a more private setting?” She had whispered in my ears.

After that, I don’t remember much of anything. Despite my reputation, I don’t have a problem finding women to date, and I’m not as rash as people think I am. I rarely bring women back to my apartment. And when I do, I expect she would leave before morning arrives. But right now, I did not know where I was. There was only one way for her to manipulate me, and that by drugging me. When I felt her sit next to me. I got a hold of her wrist and pulled her down underneath me. I inquired, oblivious to the fact that I was naked.

“How dare you drug me?”  I growled.

“I want something from you, Mr. Lightfoot.” She mumbled.

“Who are you? And who sent you?” I said, tightening my grip on her wrists.

Those stunning eyes appeared to be staring back at me. I knelt and inhaled deeply from her neck. Nopes! I had never met her before.

“I’m not here to harm you. I’m here to offer a deal.” She said breathlessly.

My agitation was gradually being replaced by curiosity on my part. Her cynicism made me laugh out loud. Either she was incredibly foolish or courageous to do what she did. I made the decision to give her the benefit of the doubt. I loosened my hold on it a little. She did not make any attempt to flee or to attack me while she was lying there motionless. In the light of the morning, she appeared ghostly white and virginal. Completely opposite of the seductive vixen she was the night before.

“What kind of deal?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

“Make me your women; use me in whatever way you want. I will be your personal slut, fulfilling all your fantasies.”

“What!” I chuckled.

I climbed off her and stood up, and then I grabbed a robe before heading towards the bar that I had seen off to the side. So, I was in a hotel suite. I had a vague recollection of walking with this woman, but I didn’t recall checking into a hotel together. After pouring myself a drink, I downed it in one solitary gulp. I turned around and stared into her warm eyes for a moment before moving my gaze down to her lips and then to her full breasts, which were visible through the sheer fabric of her nightgown. When I noticed that she was looking at me more intently, it made me smile on the inside.

She was beautiful and entertaining. Her face looked familiar. Though I could not put my finger on where I had seen her, perhaps she was regularly at the club? But I would remember someone like me. I dismissed the thought. I knew exactly how I was going to use her.

“Here are the rules. When I ask you to do something, I am only going to ask once. If you don’t comply, then you will be punished If you disobey or disrespect me in any way, you will be punished again. Stay out of my business and only speak when spoken to. Got it?”

She nodded eagerly. “I accept.”

“Good, I always wanted my personal slut,” I taunted, and smiled back at her.

I knew well that I was acting like a jerk, but I figured she deserved some payback for drugging me. I would not tolerate under any circumstances such behaviour. Besides this, she needed to understand the dynamics of our future relationship. What I desired and what I expected. And I was ALWAYS able to get what I desired.

“Now that is settled, take your clothes off,” I commanded.

When I turned back, she slowly and clumsily started removing her nightgown. It slid down to the floor, and she stood there in the lacy panties.

I stood there, gazing over her perfect body. Her t**s were the perfect size for me. She was busty, but they weren’t too oversized. Her tiny waist was toned like an ice skater. She had a shape that reminded me of the old pin ups in the fifties. But I had to get my mind straight. She was surely up to something. And I had to find out what. My pack’s safety was of utmost importance foremost.

“On your hands and knees,” I snarled.