The Alpha's Property

*** Preston ***

About an hour after I walked out on Amber, I have my bag packed. I have spoken to my parents about my plans and the final task is to get permission from my Alpha; however, he is currently still in the same apartment as the woman I am leaving and do not wish to see again before I leave. Luckily, he must have spoken to Amber after I left because I feel his presence outside my door.

“So, you’re really leaving then?” he asks as I open the door. I step aside to let him in and although he is Amber’s brother, he is also my best friend and Alpha so I know he isn’t here to chastise me.

“I am if I have your permission, Alpha?” I see the flash of pain in his eyes. We’ve been through so much together and I hate to think of this as the possible end.

“I am here as your friend and if you need space take it, but I have a proposition for you. I will keep watch over Amber and ensure she is safe… if you take on looking out for Eva until she forgives me.”

I give him an incredulous look. He would look after Amber anyway, but this counter arrangement would mean if Amber needed me or should make her decision early, I wouldn’t be too far from her.

“Please Preston, I wouldn’t ask but I have no Gamma because Fuck-Face is an idiot, Amber is falling to pieces as we speak, and I can’t settle until I know Eva is safe and looked after. Now I understand the bond, I understand why you feel the way you feel and why you can’t carry on like this. Please help me before you leave. Will you please protect and ensure the safety and well-being of your future Luna? Will you do this for me as your best friend, Alpha and hopefully brother-in-law?”

The last title twists like a knife in my heart but I nod to give my agreement.

“Of course I will, you know I will. I will arrange a car and take a couple of warriors with me too. I will leave immediately. How is Amber?”

I don’t want to ask but I can’t help it; I need to know she is ok.

Aiden whistles. “Well, she cried, then she shouted and raged, and then she cried some more. I think she does love you and wants to be with you, Preston, she is just messed up and scared because of our mother. I think this time apart will help her see you belong together.”

I hope so. It’s only been an hour and already I feel like my heart is shrivelling and wilting in agony without her.

*** Alejandro ***

We sit and watch as Eva’s small form flees the car and I know for a certainty that Salma is feeling conflicted and upset that her friend wouldn’t accept her company. I thank the Lord that I drive an automatic car as I take Sal’s hand in mine and she accepts it.

“She is going to be ok, Chula; she just wants some time to be alone. We will be back here tomorrow morning with a plan and any information we can find in the meantime.”

I start to drive away, still holding her hand and she smiles back at me. “Thank you for being so calm and for helping me today, Ale.”

I smile at her again. “We aren’t finished yet, Chula.” Her eyes go wide when I say it and, dare I say, her pupils start to dilate.

Her voice sounds wistful as she responds, “We’re not?”

“Do we have the little girl back?” I ask her and she shakes her head., “There you go, I can’t stop now. I promised I would help you and I don’t intend on stopping until Eva has her little girl and we have that talk.”

I have to let go of her hand to park the car, but she places hers back over the top of mine on the gearstick. When I spread my fingers, she threads hers through mine.

“Come to my place.” She blushes, but I hope that’s desire I can see smouldering away in her eyes too. I decided to play with her a bit, to see if my aloofness would cause her relief or disappointment. “We can work in my home office without being disturbed. I want to find out more about Carole Berkley and her cousin. I want at least a name and a location so we can pay her visit in the morning.”

“Oh! Yes, we can carry on working. Let me just check in with Willy so he doesn’t worry. Papa thinks I don’t know but he gets Willy to report to him every night that I am home safe.” I just gave a small nod. That didn’t work; I’m not sure if she was disappointed or not. If she was, she covered it well.

I live in a gated community in an upmarket part of town. It is very exclusive and I pay the price for that level of security and prestige, which is obvious as I key in my passcode and park my car in the reserved spot in front of my building. When I run around the car to open Sal’s door for her, a jolt runs through me as she looks me in the eyes when I take her hand to help her out.

The security guard greets me as I pass the threshold. “Good evening Mr Suarez, Miss.” Since I have the penthouse, I call for the lift. We wait for a couple of minutes hand in hand before the elevator pings its arrival. When it does, I press my floor number and as soon the door closes, I pull Sal to me. I love the look she has on her face; she smells of flowers and fresh linen and her beautiful plump lips have me entranced. Does she feel it too? Does she feel the attraction I feel? I don’t have to wait long to find out.

“Ale?” she whispers as she presses her hand over my chest.

Fuck, I am going to kiss her. I can’t hold back any longer.

We seem to move in synchronicity, like it was inevitable we would kiss. I lean down to meet her lips and when she reciprocates, butterflies fill my stomach. That never happens from just a kiss, but boy, what a kiss it is. She opens her mouth just a touch and gasps when I deepen our kiss by slipping my tongue in to stroke hers. The kiss seems to last a lifetime and yet is over far too soon. I want more, so much more and I want it all with this alluring and fiery woman in front of me. By the time we pull apart when the elevator pings again, her lips are red and swollen from my kisses and I want to kiss them all over again when I see them.

With growing urgency, I open my front door and we are barely inside my home when we are frantically kissing again. My body throbs with intense need, I have never felt arousal the way I feel it now. Sal runs her hands through my hair as I undress her, full of anticipation. I cannot wait to see the body she has been hiding from me for the past three months, the body I have dreamed of and fantasised about. Her white bra looks illuminous against her tan, toned skin, and when I kiss along the outside of her bra, she moans in pleasure.

“You are exquisite, Chula, even more sexy than in my fantasies,” I tell her truthfully. My words spark confusion as well as arousal in her eyes.

“You fantasised about me?” she asks, her voice husky now with passion. I nod at her and this time there is definite pupil dilation and goose pimpled skin in response.

“I have been dreaming about you since that disastrous night on the stairs. You felt so good in my arms and then you blew me off and have basically shunned me ever since. But I was determined to at least win you over so I could explain why I accepted the position with your father.”

She takes a step back from me. “So why did you take the position with my father? If you knew I would take exception, why did you continue?” There is a hint of accusation and an edge of anger in her voice, so now I must be honest with her. If she runs away, she runs away but I’m not going any further until she knows the truth.

“When your father first approached me, I wasn’t hot on the idea of getting married, not to the teenaged Salma I remember from growing up, but I wanted to lead my own firm. My brother is intimidated by me and keeps me at arm’s length, so I was never going to be more than muscle in his firm. That night I walked into your parents’ sitting room and saw you with Lucia and the baby and I couldn’t breathe, Sal. God, you were amazing and the fire in you, well that just turned me on even more. Did you feel it? Did you feel the connection between us, the chemistry?”

She is nodding at me, wide-eyed, and I feel like my heart could explode.

“Well, I don’t know about you, but I have never felt that way with anyone else ever, you completely captivated me. You are all I can think about. So, when you walked away saying you didn’t need me and you’ll do it on your own or not at all, I initially refused your father and told him I didn’t think it was a good idea. That was until I overheard him and my father discussing the next man to proposition, and I told them I was in.”

That comes as a surprise to her, as I expected it would. She must not have realised he would just move on to someone else if I refused.

“In all honesty, I want it all. Yes, I want to help you lead and I also want to lead the firm, but more importantly I want to see what we could be to each other. I want you. I have wanted you since you told me to drop dead, Sal.”

She takes a minute to process that, but when she answers, it’s confident and decisive, as always.

“I want you too Ale, I just don’t want to be a pawn for the leadership of my father’s firm. I felt it too, the electricity between us, but I thought you were showing interest in me to get the firm. I won’t allow that. I am my own woman, so if you want me, good, but if this is just about business, then don’t mess with me, Ale.”

“Fuck business, fuck the Mafia, fuck the firm. I want you!” To prove my point, I kiss her hard and passionately and when she reciprocates, I feel like I’ve died and gone to heaven. My fingers hurry to unzip her skirt which quickly falls to the ground and an involuntary groan escapes me when I get a look at her in her bra and panties.

I like that she is self-assured but not overconfident about her appearance. I can tell she works out and takes care of herself, but she doesn’t parade around like God's gift. She is perfectly in proportion and beautifully flawless.

More eager than ever, I pick her up and carry her to my bedroom. I want this so badly and I can hardly believe my luck that it's happening. She makes me laugh when she giggles at me carrying her.

“Oh, my Lord, I cannot believe we are actually going to do this, Ale. I was convinced I hated you. Well, not really, I was just angry.” Her words make me smile as I kiss her again.

“Are you still angry?” I ask her.

She bites her bottom lip as she looks up at me and shakes her head. “Not angry, Ale… just frustrated.”

“Come here, Chula, let me work on that!” We laugh together, unable to stay away from each other. I’m down to my pants now and I have just discarded Salma’s bra. I want to savour this moment and yet I want to take her right now. As a compromise, I get to work on teasing her senses, playfully touching her all over her body, giving special attention to her erect nipples and ending at the seam of her panties that already feel damp to my touch. She moans when I finally connect with her wet folds.