Jimin's POV

Who am I? They say I'm like a poisoned apple. Delicious and mouth-watering from the outside, my appearance having the ability to strip of both men and women's underwear off with just one gaze. On the inside though, I was black and rotten, like a dark angel in disguise. There was no sympathy when it came to me and my feelings, I did things my own way. I could be labelled mysterious, cold, charming, but I was not someone to mess around with. I had desires that were deeper than the ocean, that would destroy you both physically and mentally, stripping you right down to your own apple core. I was a gone-out flame that left darkness looming in my heart and every inch in my body, all the way into my veins. Women craved nights with me only wishing they had never met me. I may look like the vision of a rose, but I was more like the sharp thorns on the edges, and no one could handle me. I couldn't help it though, I only wanted one-night stands with women anyway. Keeping them around wasn't my style and forming relationships was simply a waste of energy. 

You see, people don't realise how much time some people spend wasting tremendous amounts of energy just to be normal. Me though, I didn't even bother, a hand through my hair was enough to make all genders swoon, it makes a relationship not worth having. How could one woman possibly give me everything and make me feel for them, when all I was really craving was their bodies. They told me it'll be different when I have a mate, but I don't think so. In this world I get to choose a mate, and in my twenty-four years of living not a single soul has left me with an ignited heart or craving for more of them. No woman has ever ruffled my wolfs tail or made me want to learn anything beyond the size of the underwear just so I can visualise my hand grabbing their ass. I understood the rules of when I would mate with someone though. I may be cold at times but if I were to have a mate, we would solely be each other's with no other in our thought of mind. 

If there's one thing I've learnt in life so far, its's that people will forget what you said, they'll forget what you do, but they'll never forget how you made them feel. I made women feel something. I made them shudder and break, cracking into their deepest mindsets and breaking them into two. One night with me and there couldn't be anything else attached, I wasn't interested. Once I've broken you, you won't be strong enough for more, you'll crave me but to me you're then dead energy, boring. I may be an alpha, but I didn't have a pack. The world didn't work like that no more, it was more like a social hierarchy amongst towns. All wolves ran free and borders were wiped away back in the nineteenth century. Ever since, we've basically been living lives like humans with the added bonus of being able to shift. 

The world was still a worthless piece of shit though, all us wolves having to hide our identities still. Some things will never change I suppose. That's another thing though, the rules I give to myself. No strings, not attachment, no next day plans, and no god damn humans. They were too much work; they couldn't handle it and they have emotions that wavered too erratically for my liking. 

That's why I only spent my time down at 'Le Packs" strip club exclusively for werewolves. It was basically my home every evening. I was here so often that the others who turned up, knew which seat I liked to sit in at the bar, and wouldn't sit there because of it. My other favourite spot was by the railing, a few meters away from the front dance pole. I'd lean over it, a glass of whiskey in one hand, and rake my eyes down the dancer that was on that night. They would always try so much more when they saw me watching them, their hands suddenly running through ever strand of their hair, touching every part of their body. 

The woman on tonight was one of a dark-skinned beauty. She was rich in look and taste, her thick lips decorated in a shade of purple lipstick that matched her lacy attire. Her chest stuck out wildly like a pair of balloons and her ass shook like a bowl of jelly with even the slightest movement. My eyes didn't leave the look of her lustful gaze on me, her lips parting as she desperately tried to appeal herself to me. I didn't show any sign of emotion, she wasn't who I wanted. The woman at these places were always so desperate for attention and it had me bored. I wanted something new. If there's one thing anyone should learn, is that you should never beg for my attention, it makes me feel even more powerful and so much easier for me to control your feelings. I was confusing though, because I didn't want too much of a challenge either. Just a new flavour, a different texture to devour and taste. I lifted up my glass to my bottom lip, taking one last look at the dancer as she twirled herself around the pole before downing the rest of my drink. I then stepped away and made my way back over to the bar, ordering another drink, throwing a few bills down and twisting myself around to watch the crowd. With one elbow resting on the bar, my head cocked, I wondered, who should I play with tonight?

Y/N's POV

"Lisa, it's not sexy enough" I said complaining as I looked down at the greenish-blue dress made of rugged cotton.

It hugged my body, but it was hugging me in all the wrong places, accentuating all the wrong parts of me. I looked like one of those girls who bought something online, where the model was really fit and attractive, and then you put it on and end up looking like a bin bag. Tonight, was an important night for me and finding the right outfit was essential to whether I went through with the night at all. My entire life throughout high school I was called a boring and basic bitch. I was known for getting my straight A's and spending Friday nights in my room watching cringey teen chick flicks and binging on my favourite chocolate ice cream. Well, now I was a weekend away from starting college and I wasn't going to turn up as the same girl from before. I was determined to experience the so called 'night life' and had one mission in aim. 

A one-night stand.

 I hadn't had sex since me and my boyfriend broke up just before I finished high school. He'd moved away and he was a little too generic in my opinion. He was a little nerdy, soft, defenceless...yeah, I could go on. The point is, I knew he wasn't my forever man and Lisa was always raving on about their being better guys out there who could spice up my life. But, I mean, that was a lot easier coming from her. I mean when you're a werewolf your life can't ever be that dull. 

"Here, try on this one, I think it'll suit you better" She said pulling out another dress from inside her wardrobe.

 I really don't know what I would do without her sometimes. My wardrobe was basically filled with clothing items that didn't show off any part of my body and Lisa was always wearing cute dresses and outfits that hugged her so well. Once again though, it's a lot easier when you're a werewolf and are constantly in shape. I stood back in front of the mirror, taking one glance at myself before reaching and grabbing the bottom of the ugly dress. I hiked it off my body like a rotten blanket, throwing it onto Lisa's bed where a pile of already fifteen dresses laid screwed up. I was in a lace, strapless bra, that held up my average at best breasts. I'd matched that with a thong, it rides up into my ass and makes me want to squat every ten minutes, but this is what us girls have to do apparently. Lisa herself was finding a dress of her own, sat in a red two piece that matched against her pale skin and her bright orange hair. We were best friends, and we were girls, and to be quite honest, we had no shame in hanging out in our underwear together. I sighed as I raised the new dress to my body in front of the mirror. It was cute, but it was sort and dipped down between my breasts. I'm sure with a pair of thigh-highs it could look more than sexy enough for tonight, or more importantly, for a man to want to tear it off. The creamy sheets of the dress then slipped onto me like a falling feather, falling only a few inches below my ass and cinching in ever so slightly at my waist before dropping down. The dress peppered against my skin like soft sensual kisses, it feels so airy and free against my soft skin. It was so simple yet classy, matching to my hair which I had pulled back into a low ponytail adorned with a rhinestone clip.

"Wow, I'd totally fuck you if I were a lesbian" Lisa blurted out as she looked up at me, her eyes wide and head shaking in astonishment.

I rolled my eyes and laughed, straightening out the dress with my hand to hide my insecurity.

"I think this is it" I then said sighing in relief, turning my body to one side and doing a half spin just to be sure it looked right.

"Think!? It definitely is!" Lisa shouted as she got on up to her feet and admired me, a red dress in her hands.

I nodded and then turned back towards the wall where I had brought over some shoes. I picked up the black thigh-highs to match up with my dress and slipped them on.

"Okay, you're right, this is definitely the one!" I said noticing myself once more, just in a further from distance.

I felt confident and felt like I had just stepped out of a movie or tv screen. I was looking at myself almost with a little envy, I looked like those kinds of girls that we all love to hate, just less slutty and without a bad fake tan.

"I mean, it isn't going to matter that much anyway, whatever guy you pick Is only going to end up tearing it off you, damn werewolves" She muttered to herself, as she rolled her eyes and I laughed.

It was true though; Lisa had told me that male werewolves weren't very delicate with their hands. I'd lost count of the times she'd come to my house and complain over another dress torn into two. In my opinion she should be more thankful, at least the guys were kind enough to lend her some clothes to walk back to mine in, it was ten times better than some tight-fitting dress. I was one of the very few in the world who knew about werewolves. Lisa and I grew up together, so it was hard for me not to figure it out. It was sort of cool though, her being a werewolf. She had all these cool abilities and just like tonight, knew secret locations we could hang out in.

"Alright, I'm ready" Lisa then said grabbing my hand and twirling herself around me in her frilly red frock.

I took a deep breath and gave her a confident smile before we both headed out.

15 MINUTES LATER...

"Okay, now remember, you're confident, hot and ready to get laid" Lisa said to me, looking at me with a stern expression expecting a good response.

I nodded my head with her and straightened up my back, beginning to look around for my target.

"What about him?" I asked, pointing to a brunette sat on a couch over in the corner.

Lisa immediately shook her head at me.

"That's Jungkook, biggest fuckboy ever, I'm pretty sure he's fucked every living creature on this planet, you can do so much better" She said before continuing to look around the place.

I nodded but pouted slightly. The guy was cute and hot, and I could definitely get off to him. I guess I can keep his as an 'all else fails' option I suppose.

"What about him?" I then asked again, pointing to the back for a man who was sat at the bar alone.

From the back of his you could see how muscular he was, I just knew he was going to be even hotter from the front.

"Are you insane!? That's Alpha Jimin, the guy I tell you about all the time" She said slapping me on the arm and rolling her eyes.

My mouth parted slightly. 

That was Alpha Jimin?

Lisa told me many stories about him, how cold-hearted and cruel he was. Apparently, he was as heartless as a cold-blooded murderer and had made kings and gods bow down before him. From the back he didn't seem to mean though, he was hunched over slightly, sipping from his glass, his black hair swooned across his head and I was most definitely sure his forehead was on display. God, I loved a man who exposes his forehead, they just look so much hotter that way. But I'd also heard about the other side of Alpha Jimin, how ruthless he was under the sheets, how we made girls beg and writher around underneath them, giving them orgasm after orgasm and fucking them till they couldn't walk for a week straight. The thought alone made me clench my thighs, but no way would I cave to him. He was an ass, and everyone knew it.

"Him" Lisa then said snapping me from my daze, pointing over to a man dressed in black.

He had dark hair, classy attire, and his smile was drop dead dazzling.

"I know him, his name is Jackson Wang, hottest guy from his pack" Lisa began explaining to me.

I just nodded along as I watched him laugh with one of his friends, his eyes lighting up as he spoke.

"Wait here" Lisa then said, rushing over to him and beginning to utter words mindlessly into his ear.

I stood there awkwardly for a moment, fiddling with my fingers. I was watching them closely, stilling as Jackson turned and looked over at me, Lisa still mumbling words to him. He gave me a smile, his eyes raking down my body, stopping just an extra second longer at my breasts and then back up to my eyes. He then gave a nod to Lisa before heading over in my direction, a smirk playing at his lips.

"Be confident" I mumbled to myself incoherently as he neared me, his eyes not leaving mine.

"Lisa tells me you're the girl I should be talking to tonight" He then says to me, leaning onto the small round table in front of me.

I was going to make a joke, tell him Lisa was just crazy but then again, I was here to get laid. It was time to be the horniest and flirtiest person I could be.

"She's right, but I don't like talking for too long" I said to him, matching his movements and tone, leaning myself onto the table, my arms crossed pushing my breasts closer together and making them seem bigger.

His eyes seemed to darken at my statement, leaning in further to me with an even bigger smirk.

"And why's that?" He asked me, cocking his tongue at me and momentarily taking a moment to rake in the sight of my bulging breasts.

I laughed slightly, leaning closer, our lips a few inches apart.

"I just prefer actions over words" I then uttered in an exhaled breath, letting the feeling of my warm breath brush against his skin.

He liked this statement even more, his hand now reaching up to my face and running his thumb over my bottom lip.

"You don't have to worry about words" He then began to say lowly, prodding a finger between my lips.

I was locked onto the sight of his dark eyes, watching as they began to swirl into a deep brown. It was lust. I was turning him on.

"And why's that?" I asked him, parting my lips slightly as he pushed just the tip of his finger into my mouth.

"Because when my dicks inside your mouth, you'll only be choking" He rasped, pushing his finger in a little more till he could feel my tongue against it.

My stomach tightened at his words; the feeling of my underwear begins to dampen. He was staring down at my parted lips, watching his finger in my mouth before pulling it out and looking back up at me.

"I like my girls desperate though, so why don't you go get yourself a drink and come find me in an hour when you're dripping down your legs for me" He then uttered, pulling away from me and walking away.

My mouth parted even more. What a dick! To hell with him! No way would I be begging for any man's dick! Guess I'll call him my 'backup for the backup' option I thought rolling my eyes. I sighed and just took a deep breath. Lisa was cuddled up besides some blonde, so I was now on my own. Almost every male in this place either already had someone hanging on their arm or their eyes on some women on a pole. To be honest I wasn't interested in any of them, none of them were making me swoon for them and after what happened with Jackson I was now just in a bad mood. A drink did sound good though, so I backed up from the table and walked over to the bar.

JIMIN'S POV

Vanilla Strawberries. That's what she smelt like as she sat down beside me, her ass cheeks slapping against the leather seats as she let out a frustrated huff. She either doesn't know who I am or is another woman here to beg for my attention. No one ever sits beside me otherwise. These women, they make it so easy.

"Excuse me" She said calling out for the bartender, ordering a drink with her red stained lips and tongue which rolled over them ever so sweetly.

I was watching her the entire time, raking my eyes down her exposed thighs as her dress spread across the seat and rose further up her long legs. Someone was clearly trying to get laid tonight, if she bent over even ever so slightly her ass would be on display for anyone's attention. My guess would be that she wouldn't care though. Her eyes shone under the light and she had her eyes narrowed just a little, frustration laced in every inch of her soft looking skin. She'd be so easy to take back to my bed I thought, but there was just one problem with her. Human. She shouldn't be here.

"Humans aren't allowed" I said turning my head in her direction, expecting her to immediately turn and respond to me.

Instead she stayed looking forwards, her chin on her hands as she sat waiting for her drink patiently.

"You shouldn't be he-" I began saying again before she cut me off.

"No need to repeat yourself, I ignored you the first time" She muttered to me, holding up her head and rolling her eyes.

She didn't even bother to turn and look at me as she said it. I tightened my hold on the glass in my hand, the way she was ignoring me aggravated me slightly. So, she's one of those types then, the ones to pretend to act uninterested until you show more interest. Well, she's an idiot then, because I don't roll like that and everyone knows it.

"Do you have any idea who I am?" I asked her, cocking my head to the side and narrowing my eyes.

Along with another roll of her eyes she gave me a sigh. But then she turned her head to me, gasping slightly before her eyes widened. She either knew who I was or just thought I was extremely attractive. My guess would be both. Her eyes were now lowering on my body, taking in the slightly exposed part of my chest and the bulging muscle along my biceps. I couldn't help but smirk, taking a sip of my drink with a smile.

"Finished checking me out yet?" I then questioned, lowering my drink and smirking at her.

Her gaze then hardened, giving me a glare before she answered me.

"Sorry, your big-headed ego is just so big it takes a while" She sassed, returning a smirk before turning and taking a sip of her drink which had now been placed in front of her by one of the bartenders.

She thanked them with a kind smile before retuning back to her sassy little state. Clearly, she was into me, everyone was, she's just trying to play games with me. I took another sip of my drink before pulling my chair closer to hers, the sweet smell of her invading me and making me shiver. Damn she smelt fucking good. She turned to me and raised her eyebrows, giving me an irritated look.

"Look, it's cute the way you're trying to flirt with me in hopes I'll take you to my bed sweetheart, but no thanks" I clarified to her, giving her a smile and trying to let her down in the nicest way possible, which she should be thankful for.

I was going to then turn away, perhaps walk off to watch one of the girls on the pole until I hear her laugh. My eyes hardened at that, watching her as she held a hand to her chest and purposely exaggerated her laughter as if she had heard the funniest thing in the world. This aggravated me, no one laughs at me, no one laughs at an Alpha. She then turns to me, swirling her drink in her hand.

"It's cute that you'd think that, but I already have a guy waiting, I just came for a drink" She corrected, parting her lips as she took a sip of her drink, her eyes not leaving mine as she raised up her eyebrows in apologetic sarcasm.

Now the grip on my drink was even tighter, her sassy tone making me clench my jaw. She was seriously testing my patience.

"Every woman wants me" I stated to her, taking a breath and locking my eyes to hers.

"Sure they do" She spoke slowly, leaning in slightly as if to enhance her words.

I could taste the sarcasm on the tip of her tongue, and it was like poison in my mouth. I've made the moon goddess bow before me and this human would be no exception if I was to take her. She must have seen the way my body clenched itself, my hands tightening into themselves as I took another deep breath and she spoke once more.

"Sorry Alpha, sarcasm just falls out of my mouth like the shit that comes out from yours" She quipped, that fucking smirk still on her face.

The way she spoke my name was like music to both my ears and my dick though, the sweet scent of my name on her lips making my dick twitch against my pants. I couldn't figure myself out with her, one second she's pissing me off and the next I find myself feeling a little hard at her sassiness. I just watched her for the next for moments, lifting up her glass to her lips, a red stain on the edge of the glass. She took a sip and then began to cough a little, it clearly going down the wrong hole. I wanted to provoke her. I wanted to tease her and make her beg for me so I could then let her down in the way this should have gone down.

"I can give you something else to choke on if you want" I said to her, putting on my smirk once more and feeling like I finally had the better of her.

She wasn't fazed for one moment though.

"Something you probably don't have enough of" She muttered to herself, taking a sip of her drink and managing to not choke this time.

Right as she said it, I was enraged, my smirk was again gone as she blatantly insulted me. I was going mad with the way she was acting. I couldn't help it but lean in closer, my eyes like rocks as I glared at her.

"Are you always this infuriating" I growled at her, her defiance pissing me off.

"Do you always have your head this far up your ass?" She retaliated, leaning in just like me, our lips a few inches apart, her warm breath blowing against me.

Fuck. Up this close she smelt even better, my dick twitching once more as I looked into her eyes that showed no care for me in the world. Did she really not want me? No. She was just bossy and trying to act in charge. I forced myself to not look down at her lips, the red stain painted so perfectly across her pout and all of a sudden all I was imagining was biting her bottom lip till it bled the same colour as her lipstick. I quickly pulled away, turning back to my drink and downing it, taking a breath of the normal air circulating as opposed to the tempting one coming from besides me. We didn't say anything for the next for minutes, we were both just sipping on our drinks. She seemed unbothered by me which in turn bothered me and raised curiosity. Even as she only stared in front at the wall, I couldn't help but turn and stare at her, wondering why she was doing this. 

What motive was she going for?

 I found myself getting irritated, wanting answers and hating how she's avoiding me and acting like I was nothing. No woman had ever done this, at least not this far and I was a little stunned. My eyes were drinking her in even more as I looked further down her body, catching sight of a black lace bra as she leaned forwards slightly and her dress fell forwards at the sides. I mentally groaned at the sight, knowing how much I loved lace and how well it could tear. I then found myself imaging what her body would look like. I bet she tasted so fucking good and I know she'd be orgasming so hard if I buried my tongue deep between her legs. She's human though, and I have no interest in that. At least, I think I don't. I couldn't handle the silence between us. I wanted to know more and get a win over her.

"What's your name?" I asked her, turning and trying to start a casual conversation.

She seemed a little shocked but also cautious, turning and looking at me carefully.

"Y/N" She still answered to me though, her name circulating inside of my head.

"I fucked a she-wolf with that name once" I recounted to her, watching as I waited for her reaction.

I was expecting her face to wash with jealously, then she'd admit she wanted to straight up fuck me and then this would all be over the way it should have been about fifteen minutes ago. She didn't though. She seemed almost disgusted and unamused at what I had said.

"Is that meant to impress me?" She questioned, looking severely unimpressed as she shook her head at me.

It was meant to do the exact opposite. I kept casual though, shrugging my shoulders and swirling my glass around on the counter.

"Just letting you know I've pleased many women" I spoke lowly, expecting to sense some sort of arousal from her.

"Then please stop talking to me" she snapped back, not an ounce of arousal erupting from her skin.

Why was this woman so god damn difficult! But If she wanted me to leave her alone so bad why didn't she goes back to the guy she spoke about earlier? She must be into me.

"Aren't you the one with a guy waiting?" I snapped back afterwards, her face suddenly taken back and I could now sense some irritation coming from her.

Looks like I finally broke through to her, now let's finish this off.

"Look sweetheart, I can tell that you want me" I said trying to get to the point, moving closer to her and leaning my head to hers.

"Oh really, how's that?" She asked, attempting to get back some dominance and leaning her head in the same as me.

"Because you're still here and answering me" I said with a smirk, watching as she rolled her eyes and pulled back once more.

"Don't flatter yourself" She breathed in exasperation, annoyed by my statement.

This only made me cockier, moving closer till she couldn't escape from my face without having to move herself.

"The point is, you're hot, and more than fuckable, but it's never going to happen" I said trying to get straight to the point with her.

She didn't seem to care that much but still turned her head to me, curiosity in her eyes. I was expecting more of a reaction and I'll admit it angered me a little.

"And why's that?" She asked me.

I moved my lips to her ears this time, attempting to make her lustful and then tear her down.

"You're human, I'd destroy you" I said in hushed tones besides her ear.

I then pulled back and watched her expression. At first her cheeks had heated a little and I thought I finally got what I wanted, but then she began to smile at me. She pushed her drink forwards and stood u from her seat, giving me a smirk. I thought she would walk away in anger, but instead she took a step to me and placed her hand on my thigh, leaning down enough to let me see the curves of her breasts in her bra. Her hot mouth then pressed up against my ear, brushing the tips of them before speaking in a low whisper.

"Sucks to be you then, because I like it like that" She purred, her hand gently cascading higher up along my thigh, my dick hardening in my trousers.

I could see one of the males looking my way, or more importantly looking at Y/N, probably admiring whatever underwear she had on as she was bent over enough to be showing it off. It agitated me to no ends, him looking at her like that, in a way that I couldn't. I wanted to pull her up and hide her, keep her for my eyes only but before I knew it, she was stood back up. She picked up my drink that had been re-filled and then proceeded to walk away from me, not before wrapping her tongue around the straw in my drink and taking a sip between her lips and letting me watch. When she then turned her back to me, I wanted to tear the hair out of my head. My heart was racing, and I realised she had left me hot and bothered for her. I had a hard bulge between my legs and my breathing was heavy as I thought about the way her mouth ran across my skin. Fuck. I wanted her. I wanted her fucking badly. The normal me wanted to fuck her raw till she was screaming but for some reason all I could imagine was being underneath her. Fuck. Shit. Snap out of it!

"Looks like we have a volunteer, step up Y/N" One of the voicers then announced, snapping my head upwards and towards the poles.

There she fucking was...

Y/N'S POV

"Y/N, are you sure you want to do this?" Lisa asked me, quickly grabbing my wrist before I could step on stage.

I don't know what was going through my head right now. All I know is that the brunette-haired heartthrob known as Alpha Jimin had me worked up both sexually and in annoyance. I wanted to prove it to him. I wanted to make him regret his words, make him want me. After our talk I found out he's really as big of an ass as they really do say. There's something about him though, he riles me up and makes me want to slap his head into a wall. There's something else in me though, a part of me that wants to shove him against a wall and kiss him angrily. I wouldn't though. It's time the Alpha had a taste of his own medicine. Not only was I going to make him eat up his words, but I was going to get him to beg for me, to get him on his knees and regret everything he said to me. Jackson was out of my mind completely and I headed right over to the owner of this place and asked to go on stage. The guy had no issue and now was my chance.

"Lisa, I'll be fine" I assured her as she nodded her head and let go of me.

Quickly I scrambled myself onto the stage, looking around as all the male's attention was now on me, the newbie, the girl who volunteered.

"Now or never" I mumbled to myself as the music turned on, the lights dimmed, and the pole shone in the light.

Thankfully I did a little dancing in high school, so I knew a few moves. I moved to the middle of the stage, my hands placed on the pole, feeling its harsh coldness against my skin. For a minute I was regretting my decision to come on stage, but then I saw him. Over from the bar the Alpha had his eyes on me, watching with nerves. I don't know why but when he looks at me, I turn into this sexy temptress. I smirked at him and kept my eyes on his as I walked around the pole. I took my time, circling it slowly, my hand reaching up behind my neck as I pulled out my low ponytail, my hair falling free. Slowly I began to lean out on the pole, leaning my head backwards and twirling around, my eyes only on his. He gulped, his fists tightening. 

Time to take it up a notch. 

Turning my back to the pole I slid my back against it, arching my back and parting my lips. I bent all the way to the floor before sliding myself back up it, my hands above my head on the pole. He was now moving away from the bar, walking slowly to the edge of the bannister a few meters away from me. His eyes were dark, his eyes only on me as he leant forwards. Everyone else was now nothing to me, to me it was just me and him in the room. 

Time to step it up again. 

This time I didn't use the pole, I bent to my knees and waited until the next song began to play. As soon as it started and I lifted my boots to the air I had him hooked, the occasional exposure of my underwear making others in the room howl, but he only kept looking at me. I did too, even as I dragged my hands over my ass and across my body, I only stared at him. I was sure he was growing hard for me, and the way his eyes kept darkening had me going for more. I didn't want his attention, this was all to prove a point to him, that he wanted mine. When the beat kicked in, I let myself go, dropping down low and back up, bending in ways I never knew I could. I wanted to show off though, and it was working. His hold on the bannister was harsh, his head coking sideways as I began to move my legs in and out. I continued my routine, my expression not fading from the lustful and dark gaze I was giving him. Even as the song began to end, and I slid myself to the floor I didn't stop looking at him.

JIMIN'S POV

Seductive little human. She knew exactly what she was doing. This wasn't a dance for the audience, this was for me. She was trying to prove a point to me and fuck me was it working. Her hands riding up along her legs to her ass, her long hair flowing against the back of her skin. I was rock solid, my knees ready to buckle in front of her. I was dizzy for it, dizzy for her, watching as she dropped low and occasionally showing just a little part of her black underwear. I wanted more. Fuck. I wanted her. I was breathing heavily, biting back growls as I watched her finish of the song. I was struggling to function normally, her sliding onto the floor, her dress falling to her stomach, her ass on complete show. I could already imagine myself the other end, fucking her from behind. Her head on the floor, ass in the air. The wolves around me were all howling, and it irritated me, she should be for my eyes only. Fuck it. I wanted her and I wanted her to myself. She would be mine, and in more ways than one.

Y/N'S POV

He caved. I had made the Alpha cave to me, a human who gave him nothing but sass and teasing. I know this because right after the show he had grabbed me and pulled me into the hallway. Before I even had a chance to yell at him, he had slammed me against the back wall and forced his lips to mine, both anger and lust in his eyes. Without a word I returned the same, pushing back against him, feeling his hard bulge against my stomach. Seems like we both couldn't resist each other, my hands finding themselves tangled in his hair as his roamed my thighs till cupping my ass in his hands. I could hear him growl as he kissed me roughly, his tongue managing to force its way into my mouth as his grip tightened on my ass. He was so fucking desperate for me and I couldn't help but smile.

"I don't fuck humans my ass" I mumbled pulling away from the kiss for a moment.

I was smirking and he didn't enjoy my comment.

"Shut up" He huffs, slapping my ass before forcing his lips back to mine.

I moaned at his action, the harsh sting making me arch my back and press myself closer to him. It was surprising just how turned on we both were, having no care in the world we were doing this in a hallway Then again, this was a strip club, I doubt we were the first. Jimin kept his hands on my ass, squeezing my cheeks tightly with each thrust of his tongue in my mouth, nipping at my lips, until pulling away to attack my neck. I gasped, beginning to see stars in the sky as his mouth sucked on my skin, his hands tearing away at my underwear till it fell to the floor at my feet. I wasn't functioning after what happened next, he had moved his leg between me, hiking up my dress to my hips and then pressing his leg to my core. I already knew I was soaking. I melt against him, his hand rising to tighten around my neck as I begin to grind myself on his leg, my clit rubbing against his trousers creating an intense friction that had me dripping and moaning like my life depended on it. Jimin keeps attacking my neck, sucking harshly till it began to hurt a little, but I didn't mind. I continued to grind on his leg and run my hands through his hair, gripping the ends and tugging on them, earning a satisfied growl each time. I was beginning to go limp and I knew I was going to buckle if I didn't regain back some control. I wanted to make him beg remember. To the best I could I reached my hand lower, easing It into his trousers and boxers, grabbing a hold of his solid penis and squeezing it tightly. Jimin growled against my neck, stopping his assault and moving his forehead to mine. I'd stopped grinding against him, focusing on stroking his penis in my hands.

"You're already dripping" I purred in his ear, swiping the tip of his cock with my finger and feeling the amount of pre-cum which had come out.

"You piss me off so much" He uttered lowly, taking my ear into his mouth and biting it as he gripped my ass tighter, my hands doing the same motion on his penis.

He was jerking and gasping at my actions, managing to undo his trousers and pushing them to his knees along with his boxers.

"Suck it" He demanded me, expecting me to just get on my knees.

I didn't though, I leaned forwards and bit his own ear, running my tongue down his neck. I knew I had him, he was sputtering swear words and had to use one hand to lean against the wall.

"Beg for it" I then whispered to him.

"No!" He growled angrily, his hips suddenly jolting as I pushed my body to his, allowing his penis to brush over my clit.

His bottom lip trembles, forcing himself to bite back him moans as I repeatedly do the action. After a few times I manage to switch positions with him, pushing him up against the wall and attacking his neck. He was angry but was gagging too much for my mouth around his penis to object. I quickly began jerking him off, biting his neck and lapping my tongue across his chest, using a hand to undo the buttons of his shirt. I was moaning at how I had managed to get the Alpha almost completely naked, pressed up against the wall and completely vulnerable. If anyone were to walk in, they'd see him being utterly submissive right now, nothing but his hands in my hair.

"Y/N" He pants, trying to push me onto my knees to suck him off.

I once again object, smirking at how weak he was to not even be able to push me to my knees.

"I already told you, you need to beg me for it" I whispered once more, earning another growl.

Jimin punched the wall with his fist, groaning before finally giving in.

"For fuck sake fine" He pants.

"Please suck me" He spoke breathing heavily.

I tutted and tilted his head to mine, pressing our foreheads together.

"You need to do better than that Alpha" I scolded, brushing our lips together and running a hand down his chest.

He bit back the irritation he felt and answered quickly.

"Please, please wrap your hot fucking tongue around the tip of my cock and suck me, I want, no, I need you so fucking much" He rasped, sweat beginning to form along his body.

I accepted his needy response, quickly dropping to my knees. Jimin exhaled in relief, looking down at me, his eyes pleading with me. I don't think I'd ever seen someone this badly in need, the desperation in his eyes making me drip onto the floor. I didn't make him wait long, I looked down to his penis, it already soaked enough with his pre-cum that it looked like he had already come a few times. I wanted to make it worth it for him, so I lifted my dress up to my stomach allowing him to see my ass before pushing his penis into my mouth. The second his penis made contact with my lips he gasped loudly, his legs shaking as he came immediately. His seed filling the entirety of my mouth. I swallowed quickly and began sucking him repeatedly, knowing he would be able to come over and over again many times. He did too, repeatedly cumming into my mouth as I forced him down my throat, purposely choking myself to get him off even more. After a while my knees began to hurt and I was the one moaning louder than him, a pool settling on the floor and my pussy aching for him.

"Jimin," I moaned, desperately now needing him inside of me.

Jimin had somehow regained strength and bent down to my level forcing me to look up at him.

"If you want it, you need to beg for it remember" He teased, using the same tactics I had used on him.

I wanted to defy him, but I was so fucking needy right now so didn't hesitate in giving him a response.

"Please fuck me, I need your thick cock pounding inside of me" I moan, barely able to stand up.

"As you wish little mate" He says to me, but I'm so lost I fail to hear it properly.

Jimin picks me up, wrapping my legs around his waist and pushing me against the wall. He doesn't wait either, her immediately rams his penis into my pussy making me cry out loud. He pounds relentlessly and repeatedly, my back hitting the wall with each thrust he makes. Harder and harder, orgasm after orgasm rushing through my body. Jimin had no want in slowing down, only speeding up until my eyes were rolled so far back in my head, I felt like I was flying.

"Do you accept me?" He then asks out of nowhere, still relentlessly thrusting in and out of me.

I don't really get what he means so just nod my head, going along with whatever, he says. Jimin growls and then leans his head into my neck.

"Good" He then groans, waiting till I'm about to reach another orgasm before piercing his teeth into my neck.

I'm left speechless, an orgasm so euphoric making ever limb in my body shudder and crumble till I'm like a fish out of water, slumped onto Jimin's chest. Jimin stopped thrusting at this point, releasing inside of me once more before pulling out and helping me onto the floor leaning me against the wall as he quickly sorts himself out. When he's dressed, he bends back down and picks me up, holding me bridal style as I pass out...

TO BE CONTINUED...