Obsessed?

~Jasper~

I've been sitting in my office for hours now, drink in hand, replaying the day. I don't know how to get through to Janessa. All my life my parents had prepared me to receive her; to understand that she will be mine, my Luna. Their passing did not dissuade me in the slightest. If anything, it amplified my wants even more. I wanted to fulfill their wishes for me and that included having Janessa as my own. I never expected it to be so hard; never expected her to be so damn difficult. I never expected her to want a human over me.

I throw my empty glass towards the wall in front of me and watch it shatter. I wish I could just take her and bring her here. I would lock her up until she had so choice but to accept me and my love. I have to figure out how to get her to see the value in me, in us. I have to get her to understand that this is where she needs to be. A knock on the door interrupts my thoughts. "Enter," I say gruffly. I can smell her before she walks in. "Do you have the wig on?"

"Yes, Alpha." I stand up behind my desk.

"Come." I start to under the button and zipper on my pants. I let them drop to my ankles and she walks up to me. "On your knees." She complies. They always comply. These she-wolves are so eager to please me, to meet my needs. For some it is the power that I exude and for others it's the hope that I will make them mine. No one will be mine; no one that isn't her. Janessa is meant to be mine and I will have her.

I look down at the she-wolf before me. I have my manhood in one hand and I'm stroking her hair with my other. She has the wig on. The wig that helps me believe that this woman is her. "Open your mouth," I say roughly. As soon as I see that pink tongue, I shove myself inside the gaping hole. It is warm and wet. I close my eyes for a minute to truly enjoy the feeling and then I start to move. I move in and out, again and again. I look down and see the she-wolf looking up at me. She must think that is sexy, but all it is doing is killing the illusion I'm trying to create. "Don't look at me," I growl. I hate when they look at me.

I continue to pump in and out, closing my eyes. I hear a moan. My eyes snap open and I look down. I grab her jaw forcing her to look up at me. "This is for my pleasure, not yours. I want no sound coming from you, understand?" She nods and I let her jaw go, continuing my assault. In my mind's eye, I can see Janessa. Janessa, kneeling before me, begging me to allow her to taste me. I oblige her, shoving myself into her. I can feel her tongue swirl around my length. I grab the back of her head and continue to assault her mouth. I push harder and deeper. My hand moved down to her neck and I grab hold. It is better leverage for me. I continue to push in and out of her mouth, going deeper and deeper with each stroke. I hear choking noises and in my mind, Janessa is attempting to take as much of me inside as she can. Attempting to swallow me whole if possible. My grip on her neck tightens and I see her eyes begging me to be rougher. I give in to her. I swear I will give her anything she wants from me. I slam myself into her mouth and down her throat again and again. I can feel the build up inside of me. Janessa's eyes are telling me to let go; to let loose in her mouth. I can't hold it anymore. I can feel the release and I growl, "Jaa….Janessa!" I open my eyes and look down. This isn't Janessa. Her wig is sliding off and there are tears running down her face. I guess I hurt her, but I don't care. I pull myself out of her mouth. I step back and pull my pants up. "Leave now." I fasten my pants and head over to my bar prepared to make another drink to get through the night.

~Janessa~

*BUZZZZZZ...….BUZZZZZZ*

I reach over to find my phone and click the alarm off. I notice a chill in the bed. I move my hands around the bed, but come up empty. Drake isn't lying next to me anymore. I sit up and look at the pillow to see a note: 'I have things to arrange. I will see you soon. Drake'. I sigh and stare at the ceiling. I certainly didn't expect to wake up alone, but I also didn't expect to take that next step with Drake. It was, surprisingly, perfect and I can't help but imagine it happening again and again. I sigh and sit up. It's time for work.

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I get off the elevator and walk towards my office. "Uh, Good Morning Ms. James." I look at Katie and nod in acknowledgement. Just as my hand hits my door handle I hear her clear her throat. I turn to look at Katie. "Um, I was wondering….have…..have you heard from Justin?" I just look at her without answering. She is squirming in her seat and trying not to make eye contact. At one point, her existence was pissing me off because I assumed that they had something going on. That was until he mentioned Samantha and before last night happened. Now, I realize that there was nothing, but I still don't like the concern she is showing.

"Has he called in sick?" I ask.

"N…no." I just nod and turn the handle to enter my office. Gemma is waiting for me. I sit at my desk and take a deep breath.

"So...stayed in the city last night, huh?" I look at Gemma and can see the mischief in her eyes. I will not go down that road with her right now.

"What did I miss?" I start to sort through papers on my desk in an effort to seem unaffected. Gemma chuckled a bit.

"Anyways, your parents left this morning. I know it must have been hard to send your mother out like that." I nod in response, not really wanting to comment on it. I know that when I return to the packhouse, my dad won't be there. He won't be within arms reach and I won't be able to bask in his love as easily as I have in the past. I'm not quite ready to face that yet. "So, are we going to talk about your scent change or continue to ignore it?" I look up to see Gemma smirking at me. I shake my head and my phone chimes. I pick it up and read the text: 'I will be in tonight. We will talk. D.' I can't help the smile that spread across my face reading the text from him. "I love it," Gemma says with a gleam in her eyes. Damn that girl sees everything.