The Alphas’ P**n Star Mate

I giggled at the way he worded it. "That was part of the reason."

"What's the other part?" He stretched his arms above his head, then drew them down to flex his muscles. "Was I just too much to resist?"

"Maybe," I laughed again at his playfulness. "The money you mentioned was a big part of it too."

"So it was the money that was attractive? Not me?" He feigned offense. "Rude."

"Hey, I escaped butt ass naked. I haven't had my own money in years. Yes, the money was attractive." I rested my hand on his knee. "You're plenty attractive too. Sleeping with you was not the hard part to think about when the idea came to me." "What was the hard part?" His tone was level. "Was it the talk about my size?"

"No, I think I can handle whatever you've got," my eyes flashed at the impressive bulge in his pants. "It was the idea of being on camera. If Cameron sees it, he could trace me."

"He could. We use a secure server and Cindy is a pro at protecting us from our location getting leaked, but if your pack is a powerful one then they could get through the defenses."

"I know. That's why I was thinking...." I looked at the masks and then back at him. "If I do this, can I wear a mask the entire time?"

"Ah," he said, then chuckled. "I see. You want to go covert while publicly shaming the dude. Your dude must be one scary wolf."

"He's a monster," I growled. Cortina was stirring, whimpering at the thoughts of what I woke up to, and what I had to endure during our nights together before my fall. "That's why I'm sure I can help you. Whatever human women can't endure, I know I have endured worse. Tender roughness sounds like a fantasy compared to any of my other experiences."

"Was he that bad?" Darren asked. "He was your mate."

I smiled sadly. "Not all mates are as lucky to be adored and loved. I've never seen a couple as happy as that picture of your parents. I was possessed and subdued, never loved."

Darren sat silent for a long moment, staring back at me. He placed his hand over mine and gave it a gentle squeeze. "You know, those masks weren't meant to hide a person. They were meant to reveal one's inner self." He pushed off the couch and walked to a cabinet in the corner of the room. He dug around in a bin at the bottom for a minute, then pulled out a mask like the ones decorating the wall downstairs in the pool room. It was a deep purple with black feathers coming from one side. "Ready to show that bastard your inner self? The one willing to be a porn star for revenge?"

He tossed the mask over to me. I caught it, then ran the feathers between my fingers. Was I willing to film porn to get back at Cameron?

"Do it," Cortina said as I was weighing the decision one final time. "Make the bastard pay."

"Well?" Darren stood in front of me, holding out his hands to help me up. "You ready to do this?"

"Yeah," I placed my hands in his. He yanked me to my feet, a shit-eating grin on his face. I was actually excited, looking forward to the chance of doing this with someone other than that asshole. "Let's do this."

Darren gave me the mask, then took me to the first floor of the building. In the back of the club was a dressing room. It was empty except for Kai, who was putting on eyeliner and glitter while wearing a silvery thong. The thick foxtails protruding from the base of his spine looked like part of the underwear, but I could tell they were actually his tails. He gave us a curious glance while Darren was rifling through a clothing bin, but didn't ask questions.

Darren then led me down a hallway to a room at the very back of the building, far away from the main part of the club and the other rooms. I thought it was just a storage room until Darren turned on the lights.

"Wow," I gasped, looking around. "What is this? A sex room?" The walls were light gray, and the bed was in the center of the room, covered in a purple velvet duvet and black silk sheets. There was a fancy camera set up on the wall with the door, and a mirror mounted on the ceiling. The lighting set us around the camera and computer monitors told me what I needed to know. This room was used for sex, but the kind these men were getting paid for.

"It's where we do most of the filming if our sessions require partners. I have a set up in my room too for self-pleasuring shows."

"I didn't expect all this. I thought you would be using a smartphone or something."

"No," he chuckled. "That's not very secure. Like I said, we try to prevent our shit from getting leaked. This is the safest way." He looked through the clothes he pulled out of the bins, looking from the mask in my hands to the choices he picked. He settled on a strappy black lingerie set with sequin around the bust, and a purple robe. "There is a bathroom and changing room right there," he pointed to the door off to the side. The door was covered entirely in a mirror. "Get ready and I'll set up the camera, then we can run through the requests so you know what to expect."

I wanted to ask about the requests, but decided to get dressed in the outfit first. To my relief, the lingerie still had tags on it. It was definitely women's, but the underwear was crotchless, so I guess it would have worked for a man as well, as long as he was not built like Darren or the werewolf men. The bra was too small, but I think it added to the effect of being strapped into the thing. It wasn't really a bra but a series of overlapping straps. The stocking and garter belt fit perfectly. I was amazed at how brazen I looked when I saw my reflection in the mirror. The last thing I put on was the mask. The feathers tickled against my skin as I strapped it into place. With the mask covering a majority of my face, it was like I was a different person. I looked like a vixen on the prowl; an actual man eater like Boyd had accused me of. I slipped the robe on to hide my body for now, then went to meet Darren in the room.

"Look at you," Darren gushed while staring at the mask. "You're ready to roll." He was shirtless and just wearing sweatpants now while clicking away at the computer screen.

"Doesn't it look good on me?" I fluffed my hair, modeling the mask, then giggled.

"Who's this mystery woman looking hot as sin? Mmh," he bit his bottom lip. "Can I get a peek under the robe?"

"That's a surprise for later," I swatted his hand away from the robe's tie playfully.

I took a seat on his lap as he opened the email containing what the viewer was playing to see. It was a long list and way more detailed than I thought it would be. I was expecting blank directions like: suck his dick, eat her pussy, do her from behind. This list had descriptions of what the guy wanted to see. Instead of just 'suck his dick, it said: The woman needs to lick his dick from the shaft to the tip and then push her tongue into his slit while massaging his balls. Deep throating is preferred afterward.

Most of the demands were like this, but none so outrageous that I was second-guessing my decision. I was actually excited to see most of it. The positions it listed were mostly with me on top, though he did ask for Darren to finish on my back. Even the sucking dick was to be done while he was eating me out. When Darren started clicking over to the screens to start the private live stream with the client, I was eager to get started.

"Are you going to be okay with this?" I asked my wolf one final time. "It's still not too late to back out."

"I'll be fine. I'll retreat like Rome always did. Give him hell, Chloe. Try to enjoy it as much as you can."