Alpha Female Flames of Desire

Kick Boxing

LUCAS POV

It’s Tuesday. I decided to take a nap on the couch since yesterday’s nap was rudely interrupted. I can’t believe that slut Natalie had the balls to come into my room yesterday. I was napping and she decides to undress down to her underwear and slide on top of me. As luck would have it, I was dreaming of Marah so my little friend started reacting to Natalie’s touch. In my dream I could feel Marah touching my chest and her lips moving across my torso. I was running my hands up and down her body. Even in my dream it seemed off. The body was boney and even though little friend was trying to get in the mood, something felt off.

I lazily stretched and place my arms around this figure in bed with me. My one eye popped open so I could see my beauty. “What the f**k are you doing here? Get the hell off of me!” I shouted. “Come on baby, let’s make us official and seal the deal.” She slithered and started to kiss my chest making me want to puke.

I throw the covers and her to the side of the wall as I’m trying to get out of bed. I know that’s not being a gentleman but she’s no lady either. I try to stay calm but no, it’s not happening as these words come out as venom. “Look, there is no US. There will be no US. I don’t do relationships which means NO US!” She sniffles and goes on to say, “Well, what about a little romp?” popping the p. I scrunch up my face in a questioning look. I’m floored. “What? No just get out. You are not my type.”

“Oh! Is that right? What is your type? The sss queen?” she said with disgust sleazing from her lips. “OUT. I said OUT! NOW!” I said with gritted teeth. ” And take down the f*****g relationship status! I’m not your man!” I am so pissed right now. How dare Natalie make such a comment. I can only imagine she is referring to Marah since girls like her think you have to be a stick to be pretty.

Honestly, to each his own. I have friends who are into smaller girls and I have friends into larger girls. I don’t look at Marah as either. I see her as perfect. She’s just the right size so I don’t have to get a neck pain looking down. We tangle together perfect. What is up with all these shitty people and their assessment of other people?

LARISSA POV

It’s Tuesday.  I’m ready to head to my kick boxing class. I text Marah to make sure she can still pick me up.  It’s strange that she hasn’t text me since Sunday at the lake. I hope that she is feeling ok. I know she left quickly.

Things with Keith had gotten cozy. He came over to the house yesterday and brought Natalie with him. We hung out on the porch and talked about one thing after another. I’m not sure why but Nat seems to think she’s dating Lucas. If there is one thing I know about my brother it’s that he doesn’t do relationships. Or at least he hasn’t yet. It’s bound to happen. I wish it was with Marah. I see how they glance at one another but they both are really stubborn and closed off individuals.

Natalie excused herself to go to the bathroom. She’s been gone for a long time. Maybe she ran into Lucas and things have changed. Maybe he is into her. I’m too busy now gushing over Keith who is on the front porch swing with me. He’s extra close and asks me to be his girl. It’s official! We’re dating. I’m so happy. My heart is jumping. He’s the best-looking guy I’ve met here. He’s a little rough with me sometimes when hugging and kissing but I think it’s just his personality. Either way, I’m just happy to be his girl. We’ve only kissed and touched through our clothes, but I think Keith is the one for sure that will take me to the next steps.

Natalie finally appears and she is fuming! “You” pointing at me she exclaims. “You have no idea you country bumpkin. You and your brother just f****d with the wrong b***h! Say goodbye to your little boyfriend there beside you. I’ll own his ass in an hour. Isn’t that right, Keith?”

I look at Keith in a questioning manner and back at her. He says, “Come on Natalie, what gives?” She points with her manicured fingers from her shoulders to her hips. I’m so confused at this point until she goes on to say, “You got me for a week – anything you want to do. All you have to do is get your ass off that swing and ‘drive me hard’ if you know what I mean.”

“What? Keith? Is she delusional?” I ask. He shrugs his shoulders. I was not expecting the harsh comment back from him, “Listen, I like you and all but I’ve been crushin’ on Natalie for years. We’ve hooked up a few times and it’s some good s**t. Sorry Larissa but that offer is too good to pass.” And away he went.

WTH just happened? I was happy for a moment and it was stripped away by Natalie all in the hour since she and Keith arrived. “Lucas!!! What the hell happened between you and Natalie?” I say running to the basement. It’s then I notice him a raging mess. He looks like he’s punched the wall. I go over to him to try to comfort his anger. “Bub, calm down. What happened?”  He just shakes his head. I’ve seen this anger so much in the past 2 years. Our world has been torn apart and he can’t seem to deal with the outcome of divorced parents.

I sit on his bed and wait for him to be able to talk. Finally, he says, “Sis, it’s that f*****g girl from yesterday. I’m not into her, OK! I know she came over to visit you I guess but I don’t want her near me or near you. She’s a bad influence I think.” I can’t help it, I burst out laughing, “Ya think? Well just so you know she’s going to let Keith ‘drive her hard’ so whatever happened down here obviously didn’t satisfy her drive.” He suddenly looked sad, “Hey I’m sorry. I know you liked Keith but somehow, I had the feeling that those two were screwing around. I hope you’re not mad at me.” He looked sincerely sad that my hopes of a relationship with Keith were squashed. I put my brave face on and patted myself on the back saying, “There will be others more worthy!” That gained a laugh from us both.

Reminiscing about yesterday in my mind only strengthened my resolve to be the best kick ass b***h I can be. This brought me back to wondering about Marah. I glance down at my phone and smile. “Hi Larissa. Yes, I’m dropping Mylisha and Kara off at the studio first since they have some paperwork to complete. I should be there in about 30 minutes.” She texted. I responded, “K. Come on in and have a seat in the family room. I should be down there waiting.”

MARAH POV

I’m not sure how I feel about just walking into someone’s house without knocking or ringing the doorbell. That would never be allowed at our house. We live off the state road in the country. The road was constructed many years prior from a negotiation with the state department of transportation. Our pack received a large sum of cash for the ability to put this on our land. Although we don’t have a lot of unknown traffic, there tends to be an occasional car that breaks down or has a wreck, so we have to be careful.

Our house is a long drive from that road. We don’t live in what would be a “pack house”. Those disappeared eons ago and would be considered cults or compounds now. I laugh to myself at the thought of living with all the knuckleheads in my pack. My pack now consists of about 900 members ranging from the very old to the newborns. Most members are mixed breeds with wolf being the dominant. We do have some solely humans but they have to be vetted thoroughly before being accepted and even then it may take years for them to fully be accepted. I know, it’s bullshit. My pack name is Hanging Hills Pack. As you can imagine, it’s because of hills. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure that out.

I arrive at Larissa’s and notice she isn’t outside so reluctantly I venture inside to wait. Inside the room I see and smell my gorgeous Greek god! He’s laying on his side asleep on the couch. He has on tight blue jeans, no shoes, no socks, no shirt. His right arm is laying above his head. He looks so peaceful and oh so beautiful. My mind starts looking at each and every curve, the ripples of his abs, how he occasionally licks his lips and adjusts his head. I find myself at peace in this moment. He has no idea I’m staring at him. He’s like a little boy napping and I smile. I can’t help it. I take out my phone and quietly snap a picture. I don’t plan on posting it. This is my memory and no one else’s.

“Hey, you ready” Larissa whispers. She brings me out of my daydream. I blush because I know I’m just staring a Lucas with a smile. Oh, this is embarrassing. I shake my head yes and we walk out to the car. I start to pull away and she says, “You know I think he likes you too.” I play it by ear and say, “I like him too, he a great guy. I’m sure he and I will be friends.” She smirked, “If that’s what you call it.”  I’m still not sure I want to tell her what I think so here’s what I say, “I saw several friends of mine congratulating Natalie on her relationship update. It looks like he’s doing just fine in that department.”

Larissa let’s out this sound that’s scary even to me, “UUUGGGGHHHH! I haven’t filled you in on that weirdo. Oh and Keith and I aren’t anything at all now BTW.” By the time she finished with her story, I was in shock. 1. I thought Lucas would jump at the opportunity to bang Natalie. Their picture together was “cute”. 2. WTF did Natalie say to Larissa?  I want to rip her head off for hurting my friend. And 3. I can’t believe Keith ditched Larissa for that slut! I want to rip his balls off and feed them to Natalie and make her suck the juicy blood from each.

Kick boxing went well for me.  I was able to do some damage. I refused to practice with Larissa because I knew I could accidentally hurt her.  Kara paired up with me. She and Mylisha knew about everything from my dented car to the steamy s*x at the lake. They also knew about the picture taken afterwards.  Me wanting to feed Natalie juicy ball blood doesn’t even come close to what Kara and Mylisha wanted to feed her.  Those are some sick chicks I have as besties.

Kara and Mylisha were meeting with female gamma Bradley after kick boxing for an early dinner so I was able to return Larissa to her house. She begged me to stay for dinner. I was curious to learn more about the ‘residents’ so I agreed to stay. I texted my mother to let her know that I wouldn’t be home and not to worry. I’m sure she won’t because she’s preoccupied lately with setting up new pack business stuff that I’ll have to do eventually – or maybe my ‘husband’ can do all the boring stuff.

“Larissa, I really need a quick shower. Do you mind if I use yours?” I questioned. “Sure, just throw out your workout clothes and I can put them in the washer with my stuff.  It’s not a problem at all. “Ok, you’re the best!  I appreciate it.” About 20 minutes later, I emerge with my clean clothes on that I carry with me in the car.  They wouldn’t be my first choice, but it’ll do for a casual dinner setting. I have on a summer dress and flip flops. Have I mentioned how I love flip flops? The dress comes to my mid-thigh even though it would fit most girls at the knees. It’s a soft pink that fits nicely around my breast and flares at my waist, so my butt doesn’t seem as big.  It is a spaghetti string, so I have to wear a strapless bra under and my non-sexy stretchy bikini bottoms. I have no makeup on and my hair is still wet.

Larissa walks in. “It’s my turn bitches.” I laugh at her. She always knows how to brighten up a room. “Hey, can you go to the basement and put our clothes in the dryer in a few minutes? I’m jumping in the shower. Gotta show some attention to these hairy legs.” I nod by head to agree that I’d take care of it.  I continue to dry my hair for another 5 or 10 minutes until I head to the basement. I hope it isn’t spooky like a lot of older home basements.

Opening the basement door and descending down the steps, I notice there’s a pool table. I’d love to learn to shoot pool. I’ve never been given the opportunity to learn. There’s also a couple of chairs and a couch. This must be a gathering place. I think it would be nice to hang out here. I’ll have to talk to Larissa to see if we can set something up.

I can hear the water running so head in that direction. I turn the corner and run into a brick f*****g sexy ass wall. I look into his green eyes as I’m lost – totally lost in them. I can’t help it, I make my way to those lips, down that chest to the v and notice only a towel is covering my prize. Lucas smirks while noticing me eye f*****g him and biting my lower lip. “Like what you see, baby?”

What does this boy do to me? “I do like very much!” I’m pushed against the wall. My hands are held above my head. He runs his tongue down my jawline and to the top off my dress. “Baby you look so f*****g sexy in this tiny dress.” He whispers. I can feel his ‘Little Friend’ as he calls him pushing near my core. Not sure what has possessed me but I drop to a squatting position and start kissing at his heavenly v highway. He drops his towel and I’m facing the ‘Little Friend’ up close and personal although that friend isn’t anywhere close to being little.

I kiss around his well-manicured area and slightly brush against ‘Little Friend’ with my tongue. Lucas groans with anticipation. I cup his balls and massage them gently but squeeze just a little. Slowly I run my tongue from the base of his c**k up the vein to the head. Without diving on, I swirl my tongue around the top.  I can taste his pre-c*m and look up at those beautiful green eyes. They are focused on me and anticipating my next move. I tease just a few more licks before spitting on him. I let my spit run down his shaft and start working my hands into an even stroke. He’s closed his eyes; his head is back and the sounds are heavenly coming from deep inside his chest.

I decide its time to take this beast! I open up not knowing what kind of gag reflex I’m going to have. I wrap my lips around his c**k and start moving in slow soft moves making sure I move my tongue up and down. I’m sucking at the same time and allowing him further into my throat. Once he’s at the back of my throat, I have to relax and open it so he can fit. Finally, I have him and I’m loving knowing the pleasure I’m giving him. He’s a moaning mess. “Marah, Marah, you f*****g have no idea how great that pretty mouth of your feels.” He speeds up pushing my throat. I have tears rolling down my face. I never knew how pleasing Lucas would bring me so much joy.

“I can’t hold out – Baby I’m gonna c*m. In you or on you?” He moans. I keep sucking until I feel the rush in my throat. He keeps coming and coming. I pull back as some drips from my lips. “That is the f*****g sexiest thing ever!” He pulls me up and buries his face in my breast. He’s nipping and sucking my n*****s. My head is leaning back on wall. I’m rolling it from side to side as he starts moving his hands up my thighs.

“Ummmmm” I hear a voice clearing. It’s Larissa. “I’m pretty sure he likes you!”

This should make an interesting conversation over dinner.