The Alphas Virgin Human Mate

Falling

Logan was watching Saffron struggle to change his bedsheets from the doorway of his bedroom. His eyes were intent on her bare bottom, exposing due to her leaning across his bed. She was so short, and it was comical watching her tug on the corner of the sheet to no effect. Well, not to no effect. The bulge in his pants grew tremendously watching her ass wiggle, sexy hot pink straps running up the back of her leg into her skirt.

He laughed out loud. he couldn't help it, and she turned slightly to look at him. He failed innocence at her annoyed look. He loved that she wasn't afraid to treat him normally. This was because she had no idea what he was or who he was, but it was still nice.

"What is so funny, Logan?" she exclaimed a little annoyed. She knew he was her boss, but she was still really annoyed for her earlier to interact with the man on the stairs.

"You look so cute all stretched out on my bed with your ass wiggling," he told her.

"Oh, my," she said, quickly climbing off the bed. "You could help me," she challenged, holding her side of the sheet and looking expectantly at the other side.

"Yes maam," he replied. "What is my prize?" He gave her an evil smile stalking toward her.

"Sir!" She exclaimed, backing into his end table and knocking over the lamp in the process. But Logan shifted, reached behind her with his long, muscled arm, and caught the lamp. He placed his hand on her lower back and leaned in to land a quick peck on her cheek. Fire shot through Saffrons veins, and she was quickly losing her resolve.

"We shall see," she said, not realizing her mistake. Never make an open-ended deal.

"As you wish," he all too willingly agreed. Logan moved to the other side of the bed, helping detangle the fitted sheet and waited patiently to help replace the new one. They were fitting the new one on the bed when Logan's Beta walked into the room.

"Um, Alpha?" Maxwell questioned, looking at Logan like he has grown a second head. What witchery has this woman performed on him? Logan Moon, Alpha of Winterhaven Moon, does not change sheets.

Logan straightened up and addressed his beta.

"Max, what's up?" He asked him, rounding the end of the bed. Max hesitated to discuss the pack business in front of this maid, who was clearly human. Logan pi ked up his que quickly.

"Goodbye Saffron, do a good job on my room, or I'll have to come find you later, " he told her.

"Goodbye, Logan," she told him, busying herself with finishing his bed. Maxwell made a checking sound when she called him Logan and opened his mouth to correct her, but Logan caught his eye and shook his head no, quieting him.

Once they were out of the room, Max gave him a strange look and followed Alphap.

"Clearly," he replied, to which Logan growled slightly, surprising both himself and his Beta. "Hey, you asked man," Max told him.

"Sorry, Max, I don't know what came over me. My wolf, Sly, seems very attracted to her," he confided.

"To a human? You don't think..." he trailed off. There did seem to be something different about his Alpha. He looked happier, less gruff.

"Keep it to yourself, dude," Logan told him. "What did you need from me?" He asked Max.

"Alpha Pierce from Craven Pack requests a business visit," he told him. Logan's face immediately fell. He didn't like this Alpha. He was known to be cruel, and if he wanted to broker a deal, it couldn't be good.

"I suppose we must host him. He would consider it an act of war if we ignore his request. When does he plan on gracing us with their presence?" Logan asked.

"This Thursday, sir. Should I prepare the usual," he asked.

" Yes," Logan agreed. Maxwell left the office thoroughly, curious about his Alpha's strange relationship with this maid. I mean, he had seen Alpha indulge in the company of a few choice maidens, but never has he let them call him by name. Also, he has never seen him treat them like this. He was totally helping her make his bed. What was going on?

Logan made a few phone calls in preparation for this rival Alphas visit. One was to Margaret to have the maids prepare rooms for their guests and make sure their accommodations were top of the line. Nothing but the best. The other was to his cook, Seline, for hee to prepare the staff to feed extra guests, including fancy welcome dinner and room service options during their stay. The rest he left to Max, like securing extra security and making sure his warriors were on alert and doing extra patrols.

He decided to sneak back around the corner to spy on Saffron. He peered into his bedroom quickly, noticed she wasn't facing him, and used the opportunity to sneak into the room. She was dusting the top of his table and lounge area. Logan walked up behind her quietly and softly slid hid hand up the back of her leg to cup her cheek.

"Oh!" She exclaimed, jumping and turning around swiftly. She hit him with her dusting wand before she saw who it was. "Oh Logan, I'm sorry, you scared me." She told him. He has his hand on his stomach. He was laughing so hard.

"Man, you're cute!" He said, still laughing.

"You deserved it then," she said to him, swinging the dusting wand at him again. He danced out of the way deftly.

"Little girl, don't challenge the big bad wolf," he told her stalking her around the lounge chair. She backed up around the chair, running away, giggling. He lunged for her, and she squeaked by without being caught.

"Logan," she admonished. " How am I supposed to get my chores done?" She said, still trying to allude his advances.

I'm gonna catch you, Saffron," he teased. He made a swipe for her again, and in her haste to get away, she lost her balance and fell sideways onto his bed. He didn't waste any time jumping onto the bed next to her, wrapping his arm and a leg across her.

"Hey, hey," she said, trying to peel him off playfully. She still had the duster in her hand, and she tried dusting his face with it.

Logan laughed and took it away from her. He grabbed her wrist opposite him and pulled it down behind her back gently. He was leaned over her with his face inches from hers.

"You make me crazy Saffron. I want to kiss your beautiful lips," he told her, leaning closer, his lips now brushing hers. He was waiting for her response, giving her a chance to say no. She didn't continue to fight or pull away. She seemed waiting for his next move. He pressed his lips more fully against hers, savoring the connection.

Saffron liked when Logan kissed her. He seemed genuinely interested in her. She hoped he wasn't putting on a show. She kissed him back lightly, letting him take the lead. He let go of her arm and moved his hand to her hip, pressing her down into his mattress. The kiss started off small and worked its way into something more passionate. He pushed his tongue against her lips, trying to gain access.

Saffron resisted at first, not sure if she was ready to take another step forward. She soon crumbled. She wanted him as much as he wanted her. She parted her lips and allowed him what he wanted.

Logan was so caught up in her that he didn't even hear his beta shy away from the door. He had come to discuss further plans for their guests' arrival Thursday but quickly retreated when he saw what was going on.

Logan started kissing her neck underneath her ear. It felt like he was setting her on fire. He could tell she was enjoying his attention.

Saffron felt him move his hand onto her leg, slowly sliding it up towards her center. Her breathing intensified. She was torn between what her body was screaming for and what her brain was telling her. His fingers were tracing the outline of her panties, sending shivers up her back. She archered her back a little from the sensation. Before she could protest he flicked her underwear to the side and trailed his fingers across her bare p***y.

Saffron sucked in her breath. No one had ever touched her this way. Except for herself and that was just the one time. This was so much better. The feeling of someone else touching her body was sinful. Logan softly pulling his finger up and down the line of her slit pausing on her c**t at the top to do a rocking motion. She moaned and arched her body, her pelvis tilting to keep his fingers against her. He had stopped kissing her and was enjoying watching her fight for control.

He used two of his fingers and pushed them into her, slowly at first them picking up speed driving her crazy.

"You like that, beautiful?" He asked her. Saffron was beyond words. She tried to answer but he pulled his wet fingers from her and used her wetness to glide smoothly across her c**t. She felt a tension building in her stomach and the feeling he was creating on her c**t was driving her crazy.

Saffron grabbed his hands, trying to push his off of her. She felt like she was going to explode. She felt self-conscious.

"Logan, oh, please. It's too much," she cried.

"Just let it happen baby," He told her flicking his finger across her c**t softly and quickly. She was clearly about to have an orgasm.

Saffron moaned out loud and grabbed the sheets above her head. Her perfect n*****s thrust forward and her legs tensing up. She couldn't help rocking against his finger as he played with her.

"Do you like this, Saffron?" He asked. She was too far gone to answer. She could only shake her head and moan. Logan abruptly stopped playing with her.

"Oh, hey, wait," she pleaded, trying to make him continue.

" I have something better to show you," he said, sliding down swiftly between her legs before she could protest. He grabbed her legs firmly pressing her into the bed and swiped his tongue across her c**t.

"Oh, Logan!" She exclaimed as he licked her c**t. The feeling of his rough tongue across her nerves sent her into climax. She thrashed around as she orgamsed, but he held her firmly. When she was done he climbed up between her legs. She could feel his d**k pressin against her center. He rubbed his d**k across her p***y letting her feel how big and hard he was.

"No, I'm not ready. I'm saving myself." She said to him.

"For who," he asked.

"For my husband. I shouldn't even be letting you do these things to me. I just can't help myself with you." She answered.