Winning Over the Alpha

Chapter 3

~Tessa~
*Mature Content*

Tessa sighed as she sifted through the reports. She found it odd that there was no history from his childhood, but based on the sheets in her hands, nothing in Alpha Monroe's file that warranted their suspicion. He seemed to be a respected Alpha who ran a reputable business and didn't even have a speeding ticket on his record.

The next folder on her desk, labeled photos, piqued Tessa's interest. "Let's take a look at this "perfect" Alpha. He's probably some sissy raised with a silver spoon in his mouth," her wolf teased.

Tessa chuckled and leaned back in her chair while unraveling the string around the folder. "What would this perfect man look like," she smirked, but there was a knock at the door before she pulled out the first photo.

"Come in," she announced to her visitor, placing the folder on top of her desk as the door opened. "Oh, what brings you here Elijah," she asked, stretching her arms above her head.

"I brought you something to eat since you missed lunch, Alpha," he answered, gesturing to the tray in his hands and the steaming coffee mug.

Tessa looked at the clock on her computer and couldn't believe the time. "You're right. I can't believe I lost track of time," she yawned, bringing her hand up to massage her neck. The hours of sitting over paperwork were catching up to her.

A soft click brought her attention back to Elijah and she didn't miss the way his eyes tracked her movements or that the door was now locked behind him. He carefully placed the food on the table and he began walking toward her desk. Tessa could tell by his lust-filled gaze that he was looking to fill more than just her appetite for food.

"Naughty boy," her wolf purred with anticipation when he rounded her chair, placing his large hands on each of Tessa's shoulders, then he began massaging.

"Mmm, maybe I should have made you the pack's masseuse instead of Delta for the Elites," she teased, her eyes closing while his fingers worked their magic.

A growl rumbled from his chest as he lowered his face into her neck, inhaling her scent. "If I can serve you personally, I'd be more than happy to give up my position," he whispered, planting a soft kiss behind her ear. His finger drug along her collar bone, exposing her shoulder.

Tessa couldn't help but enjoy the feeling of his lips as they left a trail of kisses down her neck. "An Alpha has needs," her wolf purred with excitement as Elijah slowly turned Tessa's chair to face him.

He pulled her jacket behind her back, trapping her arms at her sides, then freed her blouse from her skirt. Tessa admired his strong arms and the fitted t-shirt hiding his defined chest, before meeting his darkened eyes with hers.

Elijah pulled her close, claiming her lips, but growled with satisfaction when Tessa's tongue invaded his mouth, demanding dominance. She loved the way his rough hand moved over her toned stomach and how a simple touch made him putty in her hands.

Control was one thing she always had during these flings with Elijah. She loved hearing him beg for release by her hand, but she had no intention of completely mating with any wolf, even if she found her "destined" mate.

"But having a little fun never hurt anybody," her wolf growled.

Elijah pulled Tessa's blouse over her head, his lips trailing down her chest and over her cleavage. His other hand snaked around her back continuing to work its magic by unclipping her bra, letting her breasts free.

He took her nipple into his mouth, running his warm tongue over the sensitive bud until it peaked, then he pulled it between his teeth, palming and squeezing the other before switching to give both equal attention.