Aurelia
Luella slipped in, wasting no time. "There are two candidates here," she began, "both with impressive credentials." She stepped forward to lay the dossiers on my desk. I rolled my shoulders, the movement releasing some of the tension. My nostrils flared, picking up the faint scent of Elian lingering on Luella. My eyes hardened. "How much?" I growled. Luella cleared her throat, uncomfortable. "Enough" she replied succinctly.
"Send them in" I ordered, standing up from my throne-like leather chair. I wanted, needed, to be on my feet, towering over them. I was close to the door when it opened. Two men entered, tall, their forms hidden under heavy winter coats. A hint of brisk air followed them. They, too, wore the hoods raised. Halfway into the room, heads turned, hoods lowered. Were' the alphas who longed to challenge me for him.
The taller one stepped forward, brown hair falling loose around his face. "Mikael" he introduced himself, a hint of an accent laced in his voice. He naively reached out to shake my hand, his knuckles brushing mine, a button veniva, traveling a nervous hand across his jeans. The other, darker, skipped the niceties, his eyes leveling me. "Aron" he rumbled, a hint of competition teeming.
The scent of Elian was buried deep in my nostrils, a tantalizing musk that ignited my senses. I took careful note of their Cologne; it would barely mask his unique scent, especially to my perfume-deadened nose. I sat back, every muscle taut, breath holding. "And what about you?" Aron asked. His eyes narrowed, "Remember, I was there before. I scented him first." I let my lips spread into a knowing, menacing smirk.
Aron followed up with an impulsive gesture, bowing his head in submission. "Forgive me, Alpha" he murmured. "This omega is causing such chaos among us. He'll only bring destruction." The scent filling my office was a soup of hormones and tension. Mikael remained at a distance, radiating an inescapable confidence, his scent lighter but with the same potency. His hands splayed open, showing acceptance, contrition.
"No" I declared, my voice echoing like thunder. My gaze fell on Aron, then moved to endure Mikael's. "Elian is mine. There will be no other alphas after him." My voice dripped with dominance, the echoes of Cellaria resonating between the words. "He's running, I'll hunt him. He's confused, I'll ensnare him. And when I catch him..." I paused, the tension thickening with my next words, "I will mark him."
Mikael and Aron exchanged a glance, the unspoken suggestion hanging between them. Aron spoke, "How about we convince you otherwise, Alpha?" His tone, laced with testosterone, held a promise that stirred something dark in me. "This isn't a negotiation" I snapped, "It's a question of fact. My will is absolute." Cellaria's growl rumbled in our mind. "They are challenging you."
My phone trilled, the ringtone sharp and urgent against the silence of my office, breaking the tension. My hand reached, the screen glowing in the dim room, "Raina" I hissed. "What's the emergency?" A brief pause, her voice brimming with excitement, "We found the omega, Aurelia. Near an old shack, east of the forest." My heart skipped a beat, "I'll be there" I declared, ending the call.
I charged out the door, Luella and the alphas following. It was a brisk walk to the parking garage. A sharp vehicle squared my shoulders, "Come on" I ordered, slipping into the Rolls and revving the engine. Escape, these alphas, were irrelevant now. The omega was crucial. Slamming my door shut, I focused on the outcome. I hit the car button, not bothering to look back. I heard Luella shouting. "Aurelia! Aurelia!"
I floored it, tires screeching, as I tore out of the parking garage. The masculinity of Mikael and Aron seeped into the car's cabin; they were not ones to be easily dismissed. But my focus was singular, my destination clear. Involuntarily, my eyes darted to the rearview mirror. Their Alabaster faces were etched with determination. Aron's fists clenched, his knuckles popping under the weight of his resolve.
As I stepped out of the car, the scent hit me like a brick wall. Sweet, musky, Elian-in-heat. I froze, breath ragged, mind spinning. Raina approached, her voice hushed, "He's in heat." She rolled her eyes, "I wouldn't go in there if I were you." Raina pointed to the old shack, the scent was overpowering. My nostrils flared, instincts screaming, blocking out rational thought.
"Aron, Mikael" my voice boomed, commandeering their attention. "Wait here," I ordered. Their eyes flicked towards the shed, consideration weighing in their minds. "Are you questioning me?" I spat, my eyes ablaze. "I didn't ask for your opinions." With a flick of my wrist, I gestured towards the woods. "Out there. Now." My tone left no room for negotiation.
The shed groaned, the wind rattling the nails embedded in the weathered wood. Raina pointed to the door, my body tensed as my instincts screamed at me to go to him. My hand reached for the handle, the scent of Elian his heat, hitting me hard. I twisted it, the door creaking open. I stepped inside, my breath fogging in the icy air. The scene hit me like a sledgehammer.
Elian's body was flushed, his allure mesmerizing, draped on the floor, hips rutting, cock fisting his slender length. His fingers applied a maddening pressure, meticulous in his ministrations. Pre-cum glistening on his crown, a possessiveness stirred in my veins, the sight of him a visual aphrodisiac.
I approached him cautiously, not wanting to startle, to frighten. My heart pounded, my breath stuttered, as I dropped to my knees beside him. I grazed his hot, flushed cheek with my fingertips, his skin burning, the scent of his heat an intoxicating swirl in the air.
His breath, hot and uneven, washed against my palm. "Alpha" he breathed, the word a caress, "help me." My heart faltered, his plea resonating deep in my core. His eyes, glassy with lust, locked onto mine. He clutched my wrist, inhaling my scent, his body trembling.
I picked him up, one arm sliding under his knees, the other around his shoulders. His heat radiated, and I felt my rut stirring, answering his body's call. His head lolled back, eyes closed, scent intoxicating. I carried him out to the car, placing him gently onto the backseat, his breath ragged, lips parted.
I slipped into the driver's seat, Elian's warm presence behind me. The engine purr ved to life, the low purr matching my racing pulse. I dialed Luella, her voice answering almost instantly. "Cancel all business meetings for the next few days," I commanded. She paused, "All of them? Aurelia, your calendar is packed..." "I don't care" I snapped, my lust-heightened patience fraying. Luella sighed, "Yes, Alpha."
The drive was intense, the tension palpable. Fortunately, it was late, and the traffic light. I parked the Rolls in my garage, the familiar surroundings calming the anxiety that clawed my heart. I turned to face Elian, the sight of him setting my body on fire. He was aroused, his cock wet and swollen, his scent a drug that made my head spin. I reached out, caressing his cheek, my eyes locked with his.
I slipped off my jacket, tossed it onto the passenger seat. I leaned in, cupping the nape of Elian's neck, pulling him close. His lips parted on a gasp, meeting my gaze. My breath hitched, my heart pounding in my ears. I stood, bringing him up with me, his body flush against mine. His scent was a heady explosion in my nostrils. My arms tightened around him as we ascended to my penthouse.
The elevator doors slid open, inviting us into the vast expanse of my penthouse. The plush carpet cushioned my steps, the scent of Elian's heat filling my senses. I carried him to my bedroom, the massive king-sized bed dominating the room. I laid him down, his body sinking into the soft sheets. He was intoxicating, naked and wanton, his body a symphony of curves and heat.
My breath quickened as I unbuttoned my blouse, revealing the black lace bra I wore underneath. Elian's eyes widened, trailing from my bust to my hips. I leaned forward, letting my crimson hair precipitate upon his naked frame. He shivered, and I let Cellaria's territorial growl rumble from my throat.
I stood there, momentarily paralyzed by the sheer magnitude of my desire. My body was throbbing, every inch of me screaming for release. My gaze locked onto Elian, marveling at his unadulterated labyrinth of lust, his every breath, every touch, every groan... every movement unreservedly his.
I slipped off my skirt, letting it pool around my ankles. I stood before him, my heated gaze holding his captive. I hooked my thumbs under my thong and pulled it down, baring myself to him. His tongue darted out, wetting his lips, his eyes fixed on my core. My hand ran over my breast, nipple hard and aching. I was on fire for him. His moan was aroused, devilishly seductive. My body flamed, eyes glowing red.
Kneeling between Elian's widespread legs, I marveled at his lithe form, precede by a lure of need. My hand traveled his thighs, nails dragging lightly, leaving red welts in their wake. My gaze, locked onto his, moved down his body, lingering on his swollen shaft, "You're not the only one with a surprise, little elf."
My gaze locked onto his, my hand reaching for him, stroking his shaft. My fingers played with him, to his heated moan of approval. His skin was so hot beneath me, so smooth. I leaned over him, my body covering his, a fierce desire overtaking me. I could feel him, his arousal against my body, his cock brushing against my own.
I leaned in, my tongue darting out to trace the shell of his ear. "You want this, don't you?" I whispered, my breath hot against his skin. My hand stroked his length, my thumb circling the tip, spreading his pre-cum. Elian's breath hitched, his gasp of pleasure sending shivers down my spine. I nipped his earlobe, my body pressing against his, our combined heat a raging inferno.