Dinner passed quickly, and the food was excellent. Mr. Cook complimented Danica on her choice of restaurant and Zander smiled at her pretty blush. He chatted with her some over the meal, but most of it was Dom and Mr. Cook discussing business. When the meal ended, he stood and helped Danica with her chair. She wrapped her arm around his again and they all headed out of the restaurant.
Danica turned to him once they were outside. "If you're interested, meet me at this place. Nine pm." She handed him a small piece of paper.
He nodded to her. "Pleasure, Miss Danica." He got into the limo with Dominic and sat down, then looked at the paper. It had just an address on it, and he pulled his phone out to look it up.
"You going on a date?" Dominic asked him curiously.
Zander looked up and shrugged. "I might."
Dom nodded and a look passed between them. One that said to be careful.
Immortal or not, things happened, though Zander was incredibly powerful, more so than his grandfather. He was part panther shifter and part werewolf, and that werewolf side contained Remington blood, making him incredibly powerful. More so than even the Alpha King, though few knew that, and no one outside of his pack. It was neither here nor there though, and Zander didn't particularly care. It wasn't as though he wanted to be King.
The car pulled up to the front of the hotel they were staying in and both men got out. They walked inside the hotel, across the lobby and back into the elevator, taking it up to the top floor.
They'd decided to stay one night and planned to fly back home in the morning. Zander glanced at the time. It was almost eight pm, and he wanted to take a quick shower before he went out.
He quickly stripped off his clothes and headed into the bathroom and jumped in the shower, bathing quickly before he got out.
He decided to go a bit more casual that evening and wore a white polo shirt and dress pants. He eyed himself for a long moment, then headed out the door, catching a taxi to the address she'd given him. He already knew it was a club.
The taxi came to a stop and both him and the driver eyed the long line of people waiting to get in. "Do you want me to wait, sir?"
Zander glanced at him, then back at the line, debating for a moment. He spotted Danica waiting patiently in it. "No. Thanks." He paid the cabbie, then slipped out and walked over to her. "Hi."
"Hi. I wondered if you'd come. The line shouldn't take too long," she said. She wore a black dress tonight, short, and spaghetti straps. She had on black six inch heels that made her legs look even longer than they were. He wouldn't mind seeing her naked wearing just those heels.
"You look absolutely stunning. Come on," he told her and led her up to the front. He slipped the bouncer some money and the man let them in.
Danica glanced up at him. "Impressive."
Zander shrugged and led her over to the bar. He bought both of them a drink, then led her out to the dance floor.
The night passed rather quickly, and he gave her all of his attention. She was gorgeous and fun, but that was all she could ever be. She wasn't his mate, and she lived far away from him. But he still enjoyed dancing and flirting with her, and the woman shamelessly rubbed her body all over his, her lips brushing against his own more than once. He was half aroused by the time he left the place with her, and so was she.
He had no intention of taking her back to the hotel he was staying at with Dominic and instead took her to a small hotel not far from the club. They barely had the door closed before she was suddenly on him, her tongue pushing into his mouth, much more aggressively than he'd expected. She rubbed her body against his invitingly.
Zander groaned as he held her hips, kissing her back, shoving his tongue in her mouth and letting her suck on it. But Danica knew what she wanted, and she wanted him naked. She pulled off his shirt, and her hands traveled over his abs, and his muscles. Then she was undoing his belt and pants, and pushing them down. Zander let her, not overly surprised by her take charge attitude. Though if she was his, he'd dominate her.
She pushed down his boxers and smiled as she wrapped her hand around his cock. "Damn. I had a feeling you were big." She licked her lips.
Zander watched her through hooded eyes as she lowered to her knees, his lips parted as he watched her come face to face with his cock. "Stop," he murmured right before she pulled him in her mouth.
She looked up. "You don't like blowjobs?"
He smirked. "I love blowjobs, but they're even better when you're naked."
She giggled. "Alright."
Zander helped her to her feet, and spun her around, unzipping her dress and letting it fall to the ground. He unhooked her bra and dropped it, then cupped both of her full tits, tugging on her nipple and making her moan. Then he pushed her panties down and turned her around, looking her over. Now she was naked except for those heels. She looked perfect. "Much better," he said as he finished removing his own clothes.
Danica smiled and dropped to her knees again, then wrapped her hand around his cock and pulled it deep down her throat. Zander groaned, impressed with her blow job technique. She took her time, giving him probably the best blow job he'd ever had. He let her keep it up until he came, and watched her swallow it all, a satisfied smile on her face. She looked up at him, licking her lips, like a cat who had just eaten his cream and he smirked before offering her a hand.
When she was on her feet, Zander kissed her, and lifted her up. Danica wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her over to the bed and laid her down.
He ran his tongue over her body, tasting and arousing her. She was incredibly responsive and her moans and cries were turning him on. His fingers pushed up in her pussy and he smiled at how tight she was going to be. Very tight. He finally pulled on a condom and lined himself up, then thrust up inside of her.
She gripped him tightly and he groaned as he thrust in and out of her. Her pussy felt amazing. She cried out her pleasure. "Harder, Zander. Please."
He increased the length of his thrusts, slamming into her over and over again, enjoying how good she felt. He ground his pelvis against her clit and she cried out as her orgasm rocked through her. The feel of her spasming around his cock was enough to push him over the edge as well and he slowed his movements.
Zander finally pulled out, and slipped off the bed, heading into the small bathroom. He grabbed the condom and yanked it off, then frowned and lifted it. Broken. He swallowed and sighed, then tossed it in the trash. He quickly cleaned himself off, then wet a wash cloth and came back out and cleaned her as well. "Danica?"
"Hmm?" She was already half asleep.
"Just so you're aware, the condom broke," he told her, watching her face.
"Mmkay. I don't think I can get pregnant anyway," she murmured, letting him clean her. "I dated a guy for a few years and we had unprotected sex all the time. He never got me pregnant."
Zander settled down next to her on the bed, letting himself relax.
"For the record, you're way better than he was," she said tiredly.
"Thanks," he muttered.
It wasn't long before she was out, and Zander laid there for a while, making sure she was in a deep sleep before he finally got up, threw on his clothes and left the room.
He caught a cab back to the hotel Dominic was at and took the elevator up to their floor, then got out and headed for their suite. Dominic was already in his room and Zander slipped into his own. He took a longer shower, washing off her scent and the scent of sex. He'd enjoyed her, but a one night stand was all he would do. She knew he wasn't from here.
He got out and crawled in bed, then laid there for a moment, staring at the ceiling before he finally dozed off.
A woman approached him, her hair red, though he couldn't see her face. "I'm waiting for you, Zander."
