The Alphas Dilemma

Chapter Twenty-one

Chapter twenty one

Emory's pov

The last thing I expected while coming to this goddamn cupcake shop was running into Alpha Gilbert, not to bump into him head first! "I'm sorry," I said again, and this time he gave a curt nod staring at me with those intense green eyes that see right through me. Maybe I am currently damp.

"What the hell, Emory...what are you doing here?" Gilbert asked and stopped in his tracks. He watched in curiosity while he checked the time on his watch. I just stared at his biceps and veins that pulled and popped out as he did so, his lips as he flicked his tongue through it, how his Adam apple bopped up and down as he gulped.

Get a freaking grip, Emory. I internally scolded myself.

I gulped before I managed to answer him. He was a walking s*x symbol. That aside, I was the very least prepared to see him here talk more of answering his question.

"Sightseeing," I managed to answer breathlessly. "I had stopped by to get dinner, and I'm just about to leave. I'll just get a cab and go home," and now I was rambling.

"I see… make sense. What about our car, though?"

How did he know I have a car? "Oh, don't be pathetic that Alpha's sister and CEO do not have a car?" My unconsciousness howled at me.

"Outside," I said slowly.

"I thought you just said you'd get a cab?"

He took a step toward me. His eyes were searching mine, so I felt like he was undressing me with his eyes right on the spot.

"Yeah, I did, but my car suddenly wouldn't start."

"It is impossible to get a cab by this time, right here in this district. It's Friday night, and all cabs are heading towards one club or the other." He demonstratively jingled his car keys and gave a lop-sided grin." how about I bring you to your hotel room?"

"It's fine, and I will manage" I turned to leave with wobbly legs.

“Emory, wait" his footsteps were audible when he jogged after me, and I suddenly saw him in front. Did he just say my name? And why did it sound so beautiful and sexy coming from him? I’d swear it sounded like a noise one would make when having crazy intense s*x. A litany of profanities ran through my mind as I cussed at myself inwardly for having such lousy self-control. Get your s**t together, nymph.

"I promise I'll get you home safely. What sort of a gentleman would I be if I leave a lady like you alone, stranded, and uncomfortable? It could be crazy out here with these serial killers on the loose, and who knows what other danger might be lurking around?"

So true. Why had I not thought of any impending danger? I sighed and narrowed my eyes at him, my brain thinking about a hundred miles by seconds as I waged my options. Creepy scenes from various horror movies I'd seen come playing in my head. But I could take care of myself. However, Gilbert did know not and wouldn’t need to know. I need to get real close to the prick… fast. "How am I sure you are not the serial killer? With cuffs, whips, knives, tapes, and other sorts of kinky fuckery materials," I blurted out without thinking. His eyes lit up, sparkling with amusement and lust at the same time.

"Yes, I'd like that... Kinky fuckery" he sucked in his lip and threw me a wink which made heat crawl up my face immediately. If I wasn't damp before, I sure as hell would flood right now. No, I'd never tried b**m because, in truth, I'm scared shirtless at the mere thought of it, but there was an edge, more a sultry suggestion with the way he said that made me want to try it with him. I pressed my legs tightly together in an attempt to still my water. He nodded towards the direction of the garage and mouthed a "shall we?"

Without as much as a word of protest or acknowledgment, I walked in front of him to the parking lot where his car was parked with a number of security, but he suddenly put his large hand around my low waist— the sheer size of it reaching almost across my back and guided me till we got his car, a sleek bright, thick charcoal black Tesla SUV. The car was everything I imagined it to be and more. Large leather seats with enough space for two, in case of any escapades. f**k me, it should be enough to contain at least four people. I silently prayed his security would file up in the other cars and we’d be left to enjoy ourselves in this one.

“Not again, girl. How could you not think of anything rather than s*x with this man by your side?” Goldie, my wolf said in my head. I could imagine the way her face would be scrunching up in disgust and her mouth turned to the side. I gave him my address regardless, and he punched it into his GPS before driving away

"You can stop here," I said when we reached the hotel I got two days back because of unforeseen contingencies. I was happy I had the initiative. It is definitely coming in handy.

"Right"...

He pulled over and stopped the car, his large green eyes staring at me with as much intensity as before. I felt my cheeks heat up for the umpteenth time today as his gaze settled on my lips. I was stuck. He leaned towards me and tucked the strand of hair behind my ears. When his rough fingers brushed my earlobe, I sucked in a breath. The intoxicating smell of sandalwood and peppermint filled my senses and made me tipsy and lightheaded. A wave of cold shivers ran through my body when he placed his hands on my thigh, his handprint leaving hot, electrical sparks and goosebumps on my skin. He leaned in closer, gently cupping my face until our lips touched. I cowered from the sole desire running through my veins as my fingers ran through his body, the back of his neck, pulling him in for more. The man is perfect. He was at least six-five with a lot of muscles. The best muscle was that thick, long, and juicy piece of meat, that threatened to break out of his pants. It was so gorgeous without blemishes. I still remembered the size of it and how good I felt when.....

"I swear I want to finish this with you here and now... But it would be uncomfortable for both of us" he says, and I nod my head. "Yours or mine?" he said simply and I didn’t need him to complete his statement before I understood what he was talking about.

Feminism be damned!

"Wherever," I replied to him in shaky breaths, I didn’t need him to initiate the act of kissing me again when I jumped onto his broad lap straddling him, with his p***s directly to my core while I did my best to remain sane as I rubbed him. His hands were everywhere on my body, holding my ass and lifting me up for support. He removed his hands from my butts only to spank it hard on time mumbling into my ears “we are here fireball” I pulled my face from his chest where I was having the time of my life and saw that truly we were at his condo. I remembered the outlook from the time I still hovered in this miserable pack. I must acknowledge the fact that there were changes; positive changes. It looked bigger and the gardens had been widened to cover the whole front and there was a pathway between the flowers that led to his front foyer, in the middle of it was a waterfall with a golden molded wolf in the middle and from its mouth gushed the water that flowed down and flowed through many pathways into the back of his house that was connected to a seashore, yes! At the back of Alpha Gilbert’s house was a private beach that was more like an artificial island. I just couldn’t wait to see it.

We were barely inside Gilbert’s condo when we started ravishing each other...He picked me up with ease, my legs curling around his waist as his large hands cupped my ass. The bulge that was pressing into my center grew harder every second as he carried me to his bedroom. He growled when I tightened my grip on him, increasing the friction between us while my fingers dug into his back and neck, desperately searching for an outlet for the pent-up tension between my legs. We finally got inside his bedroom but instead of his bed, he dropped me on a table, and we both did quick work on our clothes. It didn't take long until we were both butt naked.

"Let me," I breathed out, pushing him until the back of his leg made contact with the table. I dropped to my knees, sizing his length in my hands. And at that moment I swore that alpha Gilbert had the biggest d**k in the whole wide world. He was massive. Nine inches of pleasure and thick; long; clean and smelled fresh. Undoubtedly he would taste divine too.

"You better know what you are doing, girl." His voice came out tiny; his eyes were shutting down as at the time I brought my face up to look at him.

“Oh, trust me, I’m far from being a girl,” I said teasing the hell out of him. He growled and I chuckled before I slowly circled my tongue around him, licking his pre c*m. He closed his eyes and puffed out air. Through my lashes, I looked at him and stopped ” I want you to watch," I declared, and he opened his eyes as I put him back into my mouth, and he disappeared down my throat, popping him in and out of my mouth.

"Oh s**t!”

“Bloody hell, you are something else, girl," he screamed, trembling like a b***h as he came down from his high. I wanted to say something… a cheesy comment about the way he shook, but before the words left my mouth, he replaced our position in one swift motion.