Alpha’s Virgin Stripper

“Jojo, Red.” She announced.

Other girls squealed with excitement, but my heart stopped beating, skipping several beats.

Ashley came in with two slutty dresses.

“Make a pick. You’re wearing one of these, I’m not taking no for an answer.” She said to me, matter-of-factly and I tried to avoid Zita Lowe’s scalding gaze directed at me.

I said nothing and agreed to put on one of the dresses. I knew Ashley wouldn’t give me much choice.

An all-white long-sleeved mini dress that stopped directly under my bum. It was transparent and showed off my red bikini underneath. Ashley had also brought the bikini to me, claiming that she loved how my hair matched the red lace on my body.

Today I was going to train with the Almighty Alpha Lake Rush. I dreaded it, yet sought to feel his eyes on me more than anything. No one had ever looked at me that way before.

Zita stared at me from her corner of the room. I was sure she had already declared me her worst nemesis after hearing Bentley spill the words:

“JoJo, get ready for your session with the Alpha today. You’ll be picked up by 7 pm.”

I did not understand why it had to be me. Everyone else did better. Zelda was on fire, Hadley performed magic, Brandy was unbelievable, Ashley was all up in flames, and Zita? She was out of the world. So, why me?

“I hope it’s clear now. That she’s sucking his dick, I mean.”

Alas! The protector of the gates of Alpha Lake spoke up. I had been waiting on this since yesterday.

“Are you pained because you can’t suck it?” Ashley’s defensive voice fired. It stunned me as well as everyone else in the room, including Zita. Zelda was the one known for having a sparkly temper, not Ashley. Zita turned her head to Ashley, who stood with her arms folded across her chest.

“What did you say?” Zita gnarled.

My eyes found Ashley’s. I tried to warn her against starting a fight with Zita. It wasn’t worth it for me, but Ashley ignored me. It was clear she had seen enough of her bullcrap.

“I. said. You can’t suck Alpha Lake’s dick. And that’s why you’re mad.” With every word, she took one step closer to Zita.

I swallowed hard. I wasn’t particularly liking this.

Zita Lowe’s fists rolled into balls by her side, I saw the blood drain from her knuckles and her face. She charged at Ashley immediately and soon there was a full-on brawl. Zelda and the other girls continued to scream from where they stood, no one dared approach the fighting girls. From all indications, Ashley was the one with her back pressed against the floor while Zita clawed at her.

I was about to dive in, when the door opened and two hefty men rushed in, dragging them off each other.

“You can move your mouth how you like now; we’ll see how that will be going later tonight.” Zita Lowe channeled her threat at Ashley, forcing herself out of a man’s grip.

I blinked twice at her.

Tonight? I wanted to stay behind and help Ashley with whatever Zita had planned for her. I moved to Ashley but one of the men held me back.

“Bentley has asked us to fetch you.” He told me and I looked at Ashley again.

“Go, JoJo. You only owe me a good dance tonight. And make sure he calls you Red again.” She told me and I asked,

“Are you sure?” I asked, my voice laced with concern. I cared about her just as much as she cared about me.

She patted my shoulder in response, but I could still smell the bad blood in the air, and feel the tension in my skin.

I allowed myself to be ushered out by the men.

We met Bentley in an elevator. She looked away from Neil immediately after she caught sight of me.

Soon, we were in the elevator, heading up to see the Alpha. She got to the door of the expensive-looking suite and rang the doorbell twice, we were scanned and the door opened immediately. Bentley stepped in first, I was called in minutes later.

He was the first and only thing I set my eyes on.

He was without a suit, just a cream-colored shirt with sleeves rolled up to his elbows leaving his strong, veiny arms to the sight of my hungry eyes. He looked less intimidating, but that did nothing to change how I felt in his presence. I subconsciously hid behind Bentley, fixing my gaze on the floor. Bentley was out of the room minutes later, leaving us ALONE.

I watched as he picked up the remote and stretched it to the door. It slid close immediately. My heart skipped three beats at once when I heard the hinges lock.

He looked away from the door and stared down at me.

“You know why you’re here.” He spat out.

I felt frozen on the spot.

Did I?

But I nodded in agreement.

“Now, dance for me. Make me want you.”

His words ignited something in me, something I didn’t recognize.

I seized the pole by the side of his bed and wrapped my hands around it. I lowered myself to the ground slowly and sensually, twisting my body around it.

“Come here.”

“What?”

It was out of my mouth before I could stop it. I did not wait for him to answer me, I walked toward him.

“Dance on my lap, Red.”

My head screamed at me to turn around and run. But my whole body responded to his command.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Yes, Alpha.” I pulled my dress over my body, it dropped over my head and fell to the ground behind me. I was left in nothing but my matching bra and thong. My hands covered my chest on reflex.

“Let me see.”

My hands dropped to my sides.

I lowered myself into his lap, facing him. His eyes peered into mine, and I could feel his hot breath fan my face. His dick responded to all my moves, hardening against my now-moist vagina. I swallowed hard, allowing my lips to part in a ragged breath. His hands trailed up to my waist.

“No touching.”

I snapped in defense. I was surprised when he listened, but delighted as well. My eyes caught sight of his fists rolled into tight balls beside him. I twirled my waist on his dick, teasing him, capturing him with my eyes. I felt powerful, like a vixen in control knowing he was responding to my every move.

It didn’t shock me when he pulled me up with him and threw me toward his bed. My back landed against the soft mattress with a sigh. I found his move painfully erotic. His eyes moved to my gloves.

Luckily, he did not ask me to take them off. His eyes left them almost as quickly as they found them.

As he climbed into the bed in front of me, I found myself drifting backward. Not for fear of him, but for fear of how he made me feel. My back crashed against the headboard before I stopped. He paused in front of me and leaned into my neck.

My eyes flew open.

Something about his smell seemed familiar. I could remember my nose picking the scent up, from the night I was saved. I looked up at his eyes.

Could he have been…?

No. He would have recognized me if he was.

While I struggled to make sense of his scent, the next thing he did threw my mind into a deeper whirlpool of confusion.

His lips crashed into mine.

My body froze, then melted against his. My eyes flew open before I parted my lips to allow him entrance. The butterflies in my stomach released themselves.

I couldn’t believe any of it. My first kiss was with him. ALPHA LAKE RUSH.