The Alphas Dilemma

Chapter Twelve

CHAPTER TWELVE

Rayne’s POV

I smiled, hanging up as I dropped my phone on the bed and began to dress up. I already know what I would wear. I allowed my hair to fall into curly waves. For my dress, I settled for a red strapless one-piece single dress with a slit that stopped above my thighs. As I finished the last touch of my makeup, I heard a knock on my door, and my phone beeped with a message. "I'm here'' appeared on the screen, and instead of replying to Alessandro, I sped up my process, and seconds later, I was done with my makeup.

I smiled as I walked to the door to open it, picking up my phone and shoving it in my clutch. I opened the door, and what I saw next took my breath away— it was one hell of a majestic view. This man called Alpha Alessandro of the Crawler pack f*****g looked like something out of the U.S. men's fashion magazine. He was the work of my fantasy of walking and living amongst men.

I took my time to drink him in —all of him, savoring every inch of his lusciousness as my eyes raked him whole, from the crown of his head to the sole of his feet. I willed my eyes to him at his face and I caught him eye-f*****g me. He licked his lower lips as his gaze landed on my exposed boobs. Although I knew I was nicely packed in the boobs and ass department, watching him look at me like that sent a feeling of warmth all over my body, and I almost began to shiver from the ideas that climbed my head. This wasn't the first time I'll go on a date with Alex, but he looked exceptionally handsome and hot today. More than he had ever been the fact that he was going the extra for me was more than enough reason for me to go all hot. The man looked more than gorgeous, and I'd be damned if I don't enjoy him for the night. He smiled, his hands tucked in his pocket as he looked at me from my doorstep. I was speechless in my descent. He was wearing a tuxedo classic black and white, complete with a bow tie. The wind passed, sending a nose-full of his Aloe Vera and Cinnamon aftershave scent to me. I finally moved my body to his side, mouth agape slightly. He had stupefied me.

“you look surreal, Rayne," he murmured, looking up at me. I bit the inside of my lips as he pressed his lips to my cheek briefly before pulling back.

"Thank you. So do you" I was suddenly hit with another wave of his Cologne. He smelled so manly and so good. his scent went through and settled somewhere in my stomach, and the sensation rose to my core, sending a hot wave of heat down below, in between my legs.

Calm your horse's madam.

He snaked his hand to my lower back. The tips of his fingers pressed lightly on my butts, moving in feather-like lines. We walked silently towards a sleek black Ferrari convertible, and I couldn't help raising an eyebrow.

"Riding in style, yeah. When did you get this?" I asked admiring what was undeniably his latest ride. Although I expected everything I was seeing, the effortless class he portrayed was something I was already familiar with. This sleek black baby here is new and I must say that he really up-ed his game, He chuckled and planted another peck on my cheeks, his stubble pricking me a little, and I flushed.

"How adorable," he cooed "just say the word my lady, and this will be yours. Or I could get you something you want," Alex said in a serious tone again.

"Show off" I mocked and pushed my hair over his face.

"I mean it," Alex added again for the measures.

"I know" I dismiss the issue with a wink. Alex had gotten me five cars in the space of three years and I knew he wasn’t jinxing words when he said he could buy me another but I already told him I didn’t want more gifts from him. I was well to do and I could get myself just whatever I wanted.

"Okay. Let's go?" He asked me.

"Yes, let's go." Alex smiled almost shyly as he opened the passenger door for me. “Thank you” I greeted, settling on my seat. I watched him like a hawk as he rounded the front of his car until he climbed in beside me. I leaned my head back against the headrest, glancing over at him as he emerged into the road.

"I swear, Rayne, you look sexy. That dress..." He looked down at my leg for a second, then turned back to look at the road "it is killing me," he finished in a deep husky voice that sent Goosebumps over my flesh. I was suddenly breathless. "With the way, it's going, I'm not sure I'd be able to make it to the dinner maintaining my gentleman status" he looked down, and my eyes traveled with his own till it stopped on a third leg. His bulge was significant, and it was straining to come out of its restraints. "See?"

I didn't reply; I couldn’t as my gaze zeroed on his massive member. A view that brought to mind the memory of Alpha Gilbert. I quickly pushed it away though, I didn’t want to ruin our night with memories of my past that were capable of doing so.

"Damn you, Gilbert," I mumbled, which came out a little like a cuss. A Series of other profanities came rushing from my mouth, which caused Alex to turn and look at me.

"That prick won't ever hurt you again. I swear on my life that I will protect you from him….But I can't promise what will come after dinner, little ma... I swear I want to rip you apart," he said in a thick Italian accent.

"Then don't" I looked at him through my long fake lashes. "Don't promise to be a gentleman because I don't want you to be either—after dinner is fine! What's the place we are going to anyways" I said, not averting my eyes from his. I raised my left leg and placed it on my right so that almost all my thigh was out on display. I began to play with the piece of jewelry on my neck, tracing the neckline of my dress and slightly playing with the edge of my boobs.

"Rayne, don't play with me like that. Please," he said pleadingly, but his eyes held a different emotion. "I made a reservation at one of the famous Italian restaurants. Crazy rich Italian. Have you heard of it?" he questioned and looked at me for a moment before fixing his eyes back on the road.

"The one close to Stephanie's hotel? Yeah, we go there all the time" I said and continued to draw lines on my exposed boobs, a smug smile playing on my lips.

"Touché…And I wanted to make an impression. We could just turn around..."

"Or..." I leaned towards his side, sliding my hands up his leg, pinching his skin as I do so "we could make the night how we want. It's our story. We could write it to our taste." A gasp escaped his mouth when I suddenly cup his d**k through the material of his suit pants.

"Rayne," He warned, looking at me in surprise

"Shhhh. Focus! You don't want to kill us both, do you?" I teased and continued to massage his prick

"Rayne," He called out warningly again.

"Just focus," I commanded, adjusting on my seat to grab a bigger flesh of his d**k. A soughing groan escaped his mouth as I pressed him harder.