My Alpha and Beta

Ch. 20 - Dictator

Riley POV

The second we hit the elevators my body started to calm down, allowing my brain to take back control. Holy fucking shit, we did not just do that, and not in Jax's office.

The whole ride down Liam was back to his smog asshole attitude. God, I wish I could be so carefree. How is it that a man can fuck a woman and feel like a king, but a woman feels like a dirty whore. Oh my god, he even called me that.

I squeezed my thighs together, then bolted out of the parking garage. We didn't need to say goodbye. We didn't need to say anything, ever again.

The second I got home I jumped in a long shower, then soaked in the bath. Fuck, he was right! I was going to be sore tomorrow. Shit! I'm sore right now. He did have a very thick cock and he did pound hard into me. I couldn't complain because one; I begged him, and two; even now just the thought of it was making me want him again.

I sank my head under the water, trying to hide from my embarrassment. Why did I lose myself so easily to him? He was waking this primal need inside me I didn't even know existed other than in dirty pornos.

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The second I walked into work I held my head high. I was a strong confident woman. No one knew what happened and Liam wouldn't say anything. I had a feeling he didn't want Jax knowing about us either.

"Day 2 of your trial. Our two weakest links, let's go." Liam pointed to some kid and me. What the fuck was he doing now? And I wasn't the weakest link. I was doing an awesome job here.

He slammed his office door shut, making the poor kid that stood next to me jump. "Hey, relax. He's all talk, kid."

"Excuse me? Did I say you could speak?" Liam's dark honey eyes bored into mine. For a second I wanted to cower down, but that was not happening.

"Last I checked there was freedom of speech. Something you seem to abuse hourly." I crossed my arms over my chest.

His eyes flicked to my breast with a smirk, but it was not even remotely sexy. He was sexy, but this whole dictator attitude wasn't. Except when we were naked, then fuck, it was so hot. God, what is wrong with me?

"Having some internal conflicts, little one?" His husky voice hit my inside and fuck I wanted to moan.

"No! Can you please not speak to us like we are your slaves? It's degrading and unnecessary." I was trying to de-escalate the growing tension.

"Unnecessary? What is unnecessary is the both of you. I gave Jax one week to prove you both should be here, but I already know it is pointless."

What the hell was this, boot camp? Was this some weird hazing they did to new hires? My eyes caught Liam's and saw the satisfaction he had from overpowering us in his eyes. This was his sick ego trip we were being forced to ride.

"Fine, Liam. What do you want us to do to prove we belong here? I'm too tired to fight with you about this stupid game you're playing." I really was tired.

Another stupid reality between genders. Men were all wired after a long night of fucking, and women were tired and sore.

"Mr. Russel or Sir!" He damn near growled at me. It instantly brought flashes of Darrell in my head. He was the same smog bastard that only allowed me to call him by his name in private.

"Fuck you, sir!" I spit out to him then grabbed the kid next to me and stormed out the office. I headed down the hall and burst straight into Jax's office.

"Riley, Conner? Everything ok?" Jax looked more exhausted than me. His eyes were drained of color and his skin seemed to fade into his light gray suit. Was he sick?