The club was packed with bodies gyrating to the throbbing bass. Neon lights flashed across the dance floor, highlighting the glint of sweat on skin. At the bar, a stunning brunette sipped her drink, her eyes darting around the room. She was clearly restless, eager to break free from the limp noodle of a man who kept trying to make awkward conversation with her.
Asher caught sight of her from across the room. His predatory gaze zeroed in on her, taking in the way her tight dress clung to every curve of her body. She was the most beautiful woman here, and he knew she was looking for something more than the wimp who called himself her date could give her.
With a confident stride, Asher made his way over to her. He slid into the empty stool beside her, his broad shoulders eclipsing her boyfriend's scrawny frame. "Can I buy you a drink?" he asked, his deep voice cutting through the noise.
The woman turned to him, her green eyes flashing with interest. "Sure," she said, tossing her hair over her shoulder. "I'm Jenna."
"Asher," he replied, signaling the bartender. As they waited for their drinks, he dominated the conversation, his piercing blue eyes holding hers captive. He spoke of his travels, his successful business, his adventurous lifestyle. Jenna hung on every word, her body shifting closer to his.
Asher could see the way she responded to him, the flush on her cheeks, the quickening of her breath. She was putty in his hands, just waiting for him to mold her. But he sensed her hesitation, the lingering loyalty to the pathetic excuse for a man at her side.
Asher leaned in close, his lips brushing her ear. "You're too good for him," he murmured. "You need a real man, one who can satisfy your every desire."
Jenna shivered, biting her lip. She wanted to believe him, wanted to feel the power of a true alpha inside her. But she held back, torn between loyalty and desire.
Seeing her indecision, Asher came up with a plan. He turned to Jenna's boyfriend, fixing him with a challenging stare. "You play pool?" he asked.
The boyfriend, overestimating his own abilities, agreed. Asher led him to the back room, where a pool table sat unused. They chose their cues, Asher's confident and commanding compared to the boyfriend's clumsy grip.
The game was quick and one-sided. Asher sank shot after shot while the boyfriend fumbled and missed. Within minutes, Asher had won decisively. He grinned at the other man, relishing his look of defeat.
"You're pathetic," Asher growled. "I hope you realize that you don't deserve a woman like Jenna."
The boyfriend mumbled something and slunk away, unable to meet Asher's gaze. Asher watched him go, then turned back to find Jenna standing in the doorway, her eyes wide with a mixture of fear and excitement.
"Let's get out of here," Asher said, taking her hand and pulling her toward the exit.
The drive to Asher's place was silent and charged with tension. Jenna's heart raced as she glanced over at him, taking in the hard planes of his jaw, the muscular bulk of his body behind the wheel. He was everything her boyfriend wasn't - strong, confident, dominant. She felt herself getting wet just being near him.
Asher parked in the garage and led Jenna inside. The moment they crossed the threshold, he pulled her into his arms and captured her mouth in a searing kiss. Jenna moaned into it, her body melting against his.
"I'm going to fuck you so hard," Asher growled against her lips. "I'm going to show you what it means to be claimed by an alpha male."
He walked her backwards toward the bedroom, his hands roaming over her curves, squeezing her ass and cupping her breasts. Jenna whimpered with need, arching into his touch.
In the bedroom, Asher stripped off Jenna's dress, leaving her in just a scrap of lace that barely covered her pussy. He pushed her onto the bed and towered over her, removing his own clothes with deliberate slowness.
Jenna couldn't look away from him as he revealed his body - broad shoulders, muscular chest, abs that rippled with each movement. And then there was his cock, thick and hard and huge compared to what she was used to. It jutted out from a nest of dark curls, the head already glistening with pre-cum.
Asher climbed onto the bed and pinned Jenna beneath him. He kissed her again, his tongue dominating her mouth, his hips grinding his cock against her cloth-covered pussy. Jenna bucked against him, desperate for friction.
Asher reached down and ripped away her panties, tossing them aside. He ran a finger through her slick folds, groaning at how wet she was. "Fuck, you're dripping for me," he said, his voice rough with desire.
He notched the head of his cock at her entrance, teasing her with shallow thrusts that didn't quite penetrate her. Jenna whined with frustration, trying to pull him closer.
"Beg for it," Asher commanded. "Beg me to fill this greedy little pussy."
"Please," Jenna panted. "Please fuck me, Asher. I need your big cock inside me. I need you to make me yours."
With a growl of satisfaction, Asher thrust forward, burying himself balls-deep in one stroke. Jenna cried out at the sudden invasion, her inner walls stretching to accommodate his impressive size. Asher set a brutal pace, pounding into her relentlessly.
"Fuck yes," he grunted. "Take my cock like the desperate little slut you are."
Jenna clung to him, nails scoring down his back as he drove into her again and again. She'd never felt so full, so completely claimed by a man's cock. Asher knew how to use his body, hitting spots inside her that made stars explode behind her eyelids.
He changed angles, and suddenly he was slamming against her G-spot with every thrust. Jenna screamed as the orgasm crashed over her, her pussy clamping down on Asher's shaft like a vice.
"That's it," Asher panted. "Come on my cock like a good girl."
He fucked her through the aftershocks, prolonging her pleasure until she was a boneless heap beneath him. Then with a final, powerful thrust, he buried himself deep and came with a roar.
Jenna felt the hot flood of his seed filling her up, marking her as his. She clung to him as he shuddered and spent himself inside her, knowing that this was just the beginning.
Jenna woke up the next morning to the feeling of Asher's lips trailing down her neck. She smiled languidly, stretching like a satisfied cat as his mouth continued its journey south. His hands cupped her breasts, thumbs flicking over her nipples until they pebbled beneath his touch.
"Mmm, good morning," Jenna purred, arching into his caress. "I could get used to this."
"Good," Asher murmured against her skin. "Because I'm not done with you yet."
His mouth closed over one of her nipples, sucking hard as his hand slid between her legs. He found her clit, rubbing it in firm circles that made Jenna gasp and moan.
"Already so wet for me," Asher said, his voice a low rumble. "You're an insatiable little thing, aren't you?"
"Yes," Jenna breathed, her hips lifting to grind against his hand. "Only for you. I need your cock, Asher. I need you to fuck me again."
Asher chuckled, the sound sending vibrations through her breast. He moved down her body, kissing a trail over her stomach. Jenna trembled with anticipation as he settled between her thighs, his breath hot against her slick folds.
"Gonna taste this pretty pussy," Asher growled. "Gonna make you come on my tongue before I stuff you full of cock."
He buried his face in her cunt, his tongue delving deep. Jenna cried out, fisting her hands in his hair as he ate her out like a man starved. His tongue swirled around her clit, then dipped inside her entrance, fucking her with swift, sure strokes.
"Oh fuck," Jenna gasped, her thighs clamping around his head. "Just like that. Don't stop."
Asher groaned against her flesh, the vibrations adding to her pleasure. He moved one hand to her clit, rubbing it in tight circles as he fucked her with his tongue. Jenna writhed beneath him, her orgasm building quickly.
"Yes, yes, fuck yes!" she screamed as she came, her pussy gushing onto Asher's face. He lapped it up greedily, prolonging her pleasure until she was boneless and trembling.
Asher rose up and captured her mouth in a filthy kiss, letting her taste herself on his lips and tongue. Jenna moaned into it, loving how much he seemed to crave her.
Suddenly, Asher flipped her over onto her hands and knees. Jenna yelped in surprise, then moaned as she felt him line up his thick cock with her entrance. He thrust into her in one hard stroke, bottoming out instantly.
"Fuck," Asher grunted, starting to move. "Your pussy is perfection. So tight and hot around my cock."
He set a deep, penetrating rhythm, his hips slapping against her ass with every thrust. Jenna pushed back against him, meeting him stroke for stroke. She loved how completely he filled her, stretching her in the most delicious way.
Asher reached around to rub her clit, making Jenna gasp and shudder. "That's it," he purred. "Come on my cock again. Let me feel you milk me dry."
He fucked her harder, faster, his balls slapping against her clit with every drive of his hips. Jenna felt her second orgasm building rapidly, her inner walls fluttering around him.
"Asher!" she cried out as she came again, her pussy spasming almost violently around his shaft. Asher grunted, burying himself to the hilt as he followed her over the edge.
He shot spurt after spurt of hot cum into her womb, marking her as his. Jenna whimpered as she felt it filling her up, sealing them together in the most primal way possible.
When they were both spent, Asher rolled to the side and pulled Jenna into his arms. She nuzzled against his chest, sighing with contentment.
"Stay with me today," Asher murmured, stroking her hair. "I want to keep you in my bed and my arms. Let me worship this beautiful body of yours."
Jenna smiled up at him, heat already simmering in her veins again. "I thought you'd never ask," she purred.