Alpha Female Flames of Desire

What Have I Done

LUCAS POINT OF VIEW

I didn’t even say goodnight.  I didn’t even glance at Marah or at my sister.  I almost ran to my place in the basement.  I needed to think. I needed to take deep breaths and I needed a beer.  Going to my secret stash, I popped open the can and took my first drink.  A smirk formed on my face and I realized I just had s*x with the most beautiful female in this town.  Hell, she was the most beautiful female I’ve ever laid eyes on. She responded to my touch and god her moans were so erotic. The way her hips moved. The feel of her p***y wrapped around my c**k. I can still feel the friction as we moved. And when I released it was like part of me became whole. f**k, I need a shower. I have a raging b***r now. I wonder how bad it would be if I asked her to join me?  Wow stop this now Lucas.  She’s not in your league and you aren’t into relationships.

MARAH POINT OF VIEW

I strip in the bathroom so I can get a shower.  I so need one now.  I can’t believe what I did.  The reminder is staring at me as I strip. Although not a murder scene, I do have the traces lining my thong and shorts of having been a virgin. Appalled, I wonder if Lucas has this evidence as well?  I turn red all over and I may never be able to face him again. I finally slip into the hot shower.

I call out to Maya to talk with me.  Hey baby cakes! Maya, what have I done? Well, you my dear just had the most awesome s*x ever! Um, it’s the only s*x I’ve ever had remember. True! But we enjoyed it like it was the best ever. Relax please.  It’ll be ok. I’m not an expert but I think you have that boy whipped. What? No!  That was a one-time thing.  I’ve decided to now wait until I’m officially announced to my arranged mate. Maybe my virginity will grow back.  Marah, maybe we need to have a deeper chat.  I’m surprised your mother never told you. Told me what? Werewolves are very s****l creatures.  I’m surprised that you haven’t had s*x before now.  Unlike humans, most werewolves have s*x shortly after the wolf appears at 16 years old.  Once you have s*x, you need it – a lot! No, no no no no no!  Why didn’t you tell me before?  What happens if I refuse? I don’t really know because no werewolf has been able to refuse. s**t! I need quiet time to think.  Have a good night Maya. You too Marah.

The water soothes my aching body, but I notice I’m so much more sensitive.  The water touches my n*****s and I feel them harden as I recall images of being touched, being kissed and being licked.  Oh Goddess, I think as I find myself rubbing my breast with one hand and placing a finger inside myself with another.  There is no way I’ll be able to pleasure myself like Lucas pleasured me but maybe I’ll replay my memory to get me there.  Remembering I’m a guest, I have to keep my moans silenced and when I finally orgasm, I shake with relief.

I quickly jump out and dry off noticing the light marks on my skin.  They will be gone by morning, but I touch one and am saddened that it will fade into nothingness.  I exit and notice that Larissa isn’t back yet so decide to jump in bed to relax.  Soon, she returns, and we talk.  I try to avoid discussing Lucas.  I would love to share with her but I’m afraid because he is her brother. 

Larissa is smitten with Keith.  She’s asking him to join us at the lake tomorrow.  I’m fine with him joining us.  I’m not sure if he can mind-link or not.  I’ll try tomorrow to see. I know he is a distant cousin I believe but if I’m correct, he only has heightened speed and stamina from the werewolf gene. I think his grandmother on his father’s side was a werewolf, but I’ll have to check the records to confirm.  I’ve actually not been around him much.  He goes to the city school while I attend the country/pack school.

Larissa finally drifts off to sleep and I lay there thinking and sighing!  Almost 17 and I shouldn’t be in this predicament.  I had it all planned.  My wolf appears at 16 and we get acquainted. Here’s the unfair part, at 18 most wolves can identify their mate.  Alpha wolves however usually can’t until they turn 21.  That isn’t well known and throughout history that’s why most alpha’s mate and mark with someone other than their mate and it’s the reason the werewolf society is now relying on me and others to birth pure breeds. It’s so unfair. The reason alphas don’t recognize their mate until 21 is because so much more is expected of them and the development of their wolf.  Most alpha’s go to ‘Alpha school’ at 17 for 6 months and then again at 18 for 6 months.  Somehow, my arranged husband is going the 6 months before me at first but then we’ll be together for the last 6 months of ‘Alpha school’.  Apparently, we are the talk of the school awaiting our presence. Can you tell I’m overly thrilled?

LARISSA POV

“Good morning Marah” I say. “UUUURRRUUURRR”.  Ok, Marah must not be a morning person.  “Hey sleepy head.  I’m texting with Keith. He’s going to drive separately to the lake. I’m also seeing if Lucas wants to go.”  She sits up, “What? Who? When? Ah, never mind. I forgot. Give me a few minutes.  Are we having breakfast before we go, or should I change into my swimsuit?” I laugh, “I’m headed down to give the help a hand with breakfast. It’s part of my chores so take your time, and we’ll meet in the kitchen area.  Just follow the smell of the food.  It’s down the stairs to the back of the house.  It looks strange but we have 2 parts to the house.  One part is our family living area, and the other part is a residential area for people we care for who have addiction issues or mental problems.”  I tell her this, so she won’t freak out.  Some of our residents are strange and odd.  Saying this, I smile and give her a wave bye.

LUCAS POV

So much for a f*****g good night of sleep.  I swear I tossed and turned all night long.  Deciding to shower last night, I noticed that she was for sure a virgin if you know what I mean. I can’t believe I took her virginity. I hope she doesn’t get attached to me. I mean, she acted like she hardly knew me which cut like a jagged knife right through my heart. Wait, no it didn’t – you have no heart Lucas. She’s just a girl. A girl with the most beautiful eyes, sexy lips, sexy legs, hair of a goddess and p***y to make me hard just f*****g thinking about her. s**t!  Not again. This throbbing c**k of mine wants more. How is that even possible?  Better get this rubbed out so I can get to my morning chores before wicked witch starts yelling.

MARAH POV

I decide to go ahead and get changed into my swimsuit and use them as so-called underwear. I mean I have shorts and a t-shirt to cover up.  Flip flops are my life, so I slip them on and head downstairs.  As I turn the corner, it hits me. I smell werewolves, lots of angry and confused werewolves.  I take a defensive stance. I have to stay calm.  Around the corner appears a woman who’s middle aged or so. She walks towards me with her eyebrow c****d. Rogue. “Darling, you must be Marah?” she says. “I am and who are you?” I say.  Laughing she walks over and pats the sofa inviting me to sit.  I hesitate but she seems harmless plus I’m an Alpha so she should be able to sense and think against attacking. Plus, rogues aren’t what they use to be because the population is so intermixed now that traditional packs hardly exist. “I’m Sandra. I hear you have become friends with my stepdaughter Larissa. She’s such a charming child.” She sounds sincere.  Could she really be the wicked witch like Lucas described her?

“Listen, I met Larissa and I like her regardless of our difference in species.” I make myself clear immediately. “Dear, I think you misunderstand my intent to speak with you.” She says while I turn in her direction to hear more. “You see, I know who you are, and I know your ranking. I admire having a female alpha amongst us. Some of the residents may feel your presence and either want comfort from you or may fear you. I just wanted to make certain that you were aware before something confusing would happen.”

Ok lady, that was spooky.  “What kind of ‘resident’ do you house here?” I asked.  Sandra continued, “My ‘residents’ are either recovering addicts or have mental challenges.  They don’t meet medical criteria outlined in most medical terms. You see when humans and wolves mix certain genes become dominant. I’m sure you have your wolf who talks to you and guides you. Correct?”  I shake my head yes because obviously she knows. “Well, my ‘residents’ have what the doctors call schizophrenia, bi-polar disorder, eating disorders, anxiety disorders, and drug addictions. What is failed to be realized is that these ‘residents’ struggle with a gene that they don’t understand. They can’t shift, many have voices in their head giving them instructions, others starve themselves or overeat because the beast is always hungry, and then finally the alcohol and drug addictions are the saddest because it’s a numbing mechanism. Do you understand?” I shake my head because yes, I do understand. Angry outburst is frequent with wolves and I can’t imagine not understanding that as a human. “Now let’s go have breakfast.”

I enter the kitchen. I’m overwhelmed with the smell of wolves that are hurting. I think some are calling out to me, but I can’t mind-link with any.  A young lady who I think is part wolf comes and holds my arm.  Sandra smiles and gives me a knowing look like she is seeking comfort from me.  Have I told you I don’t like to be touched? I resist the urge to pull away.  I look into her face and can see her eye change slightly.  I think it was her wolf trying to surface but Sandra says none of the ‘residents’ shift so I relax knowing there won’t be a need to be on alert.

Larissa brings out bacon and waffles.  They look scrumptious.  I smell white chocolate strawberries and the ocean. I close my eyes and breathe in immediately feeling my sweet spot tingle and start to get wet. Oh no. s**t! I open my eyes and notice this middle-aged man coming from the hallway. He looks wild like a raging maniac. His face is red. His dark hair looks like he just woke up and hasn’t brushed his hair. His mouth is opening like he wants fangs to elongate. I gasp as I notice he doesn’t have pants on or boxers.  He’s holding his p***s and jerking wildly. Myself and my new resident friend shriek in horror and I quickly access the situation in case I need to take this berserk down.  Suddenly, the guy is floored.  He is manhandled and put into a hold. I see him being removed and taken back to the room he exited.  I hear a male voice saying, “Leave her the f**k alone man. I will be your worst enemy.” I wonder who that was and then I see him. Lucas

Sandra leans in, “I think maybe you need to make your leave now. One of the ‘residents’ must have smelled you. I’m not sure what caused that, but you might want to resist when in this part of the house.” OMG! Does she know? I am so embarrassed.  I look at Larissa and mouth, “I’ll be upstairs.” Soon after Larissa arrives, she changes into her red, white and blue American flag bikini.  This girl knows how to rock anything she puts on. “Ready?” she squeals. “Always” I reply, and we head downstairs.  “Think the carryout would sell you beer?” she suggests. “Maybe. We can always try.”  I say knowing darn well that they will since the guys who own and work the store are part of my pack. Luckily, we don’t address one another by titles usually.  When we get close, I’ll mind-link them just as a reminder.

“Sis wait up I’m just grabbing my shirt” says Lucas. It’s surprising I didn’t get a whiplash from how fast I turned my head. There he was in just his swim trunks.  His solid abs and baby skin and those green eyes. STOP! I can’t do this. I wonder if it’s only in that part of the house or on this side of the house too.  Noticing my thoughts, Lucas looks at me and says, “Hi. Ok if I tag along?”  I somehow manage to squeak out, “Sure.”  Why am I so freaking weak around him? Larissa says, “We’ll meet you out by Marah’s car.”

It was dark out when we got in last night, so I parked on the street beside Larissa’s house.  There she is my beauty. I admire her back end and delight in the thought of getting in and holding the leather steering wheel.  She is so f*****g sexy. Walking down the side I let my hand stroll from the trunk, up the side, by the doors, and …… WTH? I stand there with my mouth open, wrinkles form on my forehead, my eyes about bulge out.  At the same time, Lucas runs out the side door, stops and has the same expression. Larissa moves so she can see what we’re both staring at.  She breaks the silence, “Did someone have s*x on the top of your car last night?  I think those are butt prints and a dent. Or maybe an animal was slaughtered because of the blood. That’s some sick s**t. I think we need to make a stop at the car wash.”