It was Friday night and as usual the Den was packed. Kell looked down at the main floor from one of the secluded VIP booths, drink in hand, as he tried to relax. The business deal with the Douglas pack was pretty much wrapped up, all that was left was a quick trip out to Scotland to sign the papers. He knew he should be celebrating but his wolf was restlessness and he'd been like this ever since the meeting today.
It had been the strangest thing. The members of the Douglas pack had just arrived and everyone was shaking hands and saying hello. It had been good to see Lachlan, the Douglas alpha again; it had to have been over five years since they'd last seen each other. Lachlan's father had gotten sick a few years back and Lachlan had taken over during that time. Apparently he was doing something right because the Douglas pack was stronger than ever. Kell had been standing joking with Lachlan when the other man, who hadn't dressed for the southern Colorado summer weather, had taken off his suit jacket. All of a sudden Kell had detected the most tantalizing scent. It was slightly spicy and hot like cinnamon candy, but it was faint and almost completely masked by Lachlan's own scent. Kell's shaft had instantly hardened and his dark eyes had glowed yellow for a second as his wolf took over. It had been unlike anything Kell had ever experienced. He almost never lost control of his wolf and when he did it was always because he lost his temper.
Luckily, Lachlan had been the only one to witness Kell's reaction. The other man hadn't said anything, just looked at him questioningly before suggesting they get to work. Everything had gone according to plan after that, with the exception of Lachlan's unexpected demand that the actual paperwork be signed at the Douglas pack compound. But that was fine, odd, but fine. Thinking about the trip Kell started to get excited, he hadn't been there in years and if he remembered correctly the Douglas pack was a hell of a good time when they got drunk. A vacation was just what he needed. This latest deal had turned out to be trickier than he'd originally imagined.
Effectively the Douglas and Hackett packs would be creating a joint training program for their warriors. Everyone agreed it was a good idea, but the actual logistics had taken forever to work out. Kell and his team had been at it for the better part of the past three weeks and tonight was the first night they were able to enjoy themselves.
Kell rolled his shoulders and tried to do just that. Problem was he just couldn't get that scent out of his head. It was driving him crazy. Fuck, he was rock hard just thinking about it. He knew he needed to get himself under control, the last thing he wanted was Lachlan thinking he was into him. Not that there was anything wrong with that, he just liked women.
As if on cue, Brianna shimmied up behind him molding her curves to his body and dropping one hand down to his fly.
"Mmmm, you're already hard baby. See something down there you like?"
Kell chuckled and stood a moment enjoying her caresses as he swallowed the last of his drink. Her fingers traced the outline of his dick and she leaned up to capture his earlobe between her teeth.
"Look but don't touch" she whispered breathily in his ear, accentuating the demand with a quick squeeze to his dick. "This is all mine tonight."
Kell rolled his eyes at the words. Brianna was a hot fuck but she wasn't his girlfriend and she certainly wasn't his mate. She'd been getting increasingly possessive these past few months making it crystal clear she wanted to be alpha bitch. It was one of the few unattractive things about her; physically she was pretty fucking flawless and she could do amazing things with her mouth. Still, he wasn't interested in anything besides the sex and he was getting sick of reminding her of the rules.
Kell sighed, turning around and taking in her appearance for the first time. She wore a tight little red dress that was short and clingy, molding to her curves perfectly. She looked real good tonight. He gently but firmly tugged on her silky dark hair, tilting her head back to meet his eyes.
"Uh uh. None of that." He said softly but with steel in his voice and her eyes flared in defiance because she knew exactly what he was talking about. It irritated her to no end that he wouldn't commit to her. She didn't care if he slept with other women, but she wanted the power that came with being alpha bitch.
"Don't pout beauty. Brattiness isn't a good look for you. I'm going to get another drink and when I come back I want to see you getting ready for me with Dante. I'm horny and I'm gonna hit that pussy hard tonight. Go warm it up for me."
Brianna's eyes darkened at his words and she nodded, smiling inwardly to herself. Kell might act like he didn't care but she was his favorite. That had to mean something. She glanced over to where Dante was sitting talking to Graham, and admired the two men who were Kell's best friends and betas. Both of them were tall and well built, but that's where the similarities ended. Dante was black with dark dark skin and sexy brown eyes while Graham was tan with white-blond hair and baby blue eyes. Each one turned her one immensely. And Kell? She got wet just looking at him. He was tall and tan with a toned body that was powerful without being bulky. He had sexy brown hair with the most beautiful hazel eyes and long lashes. He was ruggedly handsome for sure but what really turned her on was the power that seemed to radiate off him.
Kell watched her eying him and slid his hand up under her dress cupping her pussy.
"Thinking about this dick baby?"
Brianna squirmed against the heated pressure of his hand. "Always."
Kell's hand squeezed her pussy harder for a second before he murmured "Good answer." He slowly withdrew his hand and gave her ass a quick slap. "Go say hi to Dante."
Trusting Brianna to follow his orders, Kell turned and walked towards the private bar to refill his drink. He nodded to Graham as the other man joined him at the bar.
"Sicced Brianna on Dante I see. Planning for a long night?" Graham asked with a gleam in his eye. Kell just nodded again and took a sip of his drink. He was trying to decide whether to talk to Graham about the scent that was bothering him. He decided against it. He was probably just horning. Brianna could take care of that.
Graham could tell something was bothering Kell but didn't press it. If Kell was still acting funny after tonight then he'd find out what was up, but for now he let it rest. Graham caught a flash of sequins out of the corner of his eye and his attention got caught on a very shapely pair of legs. "See ya later" Graham said as he made his way towards the sequins.
By this point Brianna was straddling Dante's lap and Kell watched with heated eyes as she gave him a slow lap dance. Kell had no problem sharing women with his betas, shit some of his hottest memories involved the three of them sharing one or more women. It had happened more frequently when they were younger, but every now and then he'd still get the urge. Tonight was one of those times.
Dante looked up sensing Kell's eyes on them and turned Brianna around so that she faced the bar. Her eyes flared and she smiled seductively. Kell really was her favorite. What she wouldn't give to be alpha bitch. She bit down on her plump lower lip and placed her hands on Dante's spread knees grinding harder on his cock. Kell watched as she arched her upper body, thrusting her breasts towards him. He reached down and adjusted the bulge in his pants.
He watched Brianna's expression closely as his hand stayed on his dick. He could tell she wanted to be the one stroking him. She widened her stance on Dante and moved faster rubbing her clit against his pant covered cock. The thin strip of lace covering her pussy was soaked and Dante growled at the feeling of her wet heat dry humping him. His hands clenched at her sides and the pace he set was hard and fast.
Dante smiled at Kell, "she feels real good tonight. Already soaking my dick aren't you baby girl?"
