Alpha Doms Box Set: 9 Delicious Stories + 10 Sexy Heroes = 19 Reasons to Indulge

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Authors: Christin Lovell
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continued my rhythm, working him into a
tight ball of need, driving his thirst for release higher and
higher, knowing his orgasm would be greater the longer he waited,
and I’d made him wait a while.
    When he thrust to meet my mouth, I wrapped
my arms around his thighs and clamped my hands on his lower stomach
to hold him in place. I ran my teeth over his sensitive appendage
before I nipped the base. He groaned, his jaw tensing as his body
tightened beneath me. He was close.
    I sucked one of his balls into my mouth,
circling my tongue around the oval. “Fuck,” he cried above me as he
trembled. I smiled. Barrett was ready, my wolf was ready and I was
ready.
    —

Chapter Fifteen
    BARRETT
    One second, delicious pleasure was twirling
in my balls as Drew’s tongue caressed them, the next, I was gasping
as pleasure shot through my entire body as Drew drove his cock into
my ass. My legs were drawn back; he’d positioned his body above me,
giving him the leverage he wanted and I craved to give him. My
breath caught in my lungs as he pushed deeper than I thought
possible. A shiver ran down my spine as my nipples strained, my
dick throbbed and my ass stretched beneath his strike.
    Drew captured my mouth, muffling my groan as
he slid to the rim and plunged back in again. Sensation wracked my
body; his invasion had perspiration licking my brows as pleasure
scoured my core.
    His tongue swept over mine, tangling with
mine. His lips teased me as his cock fed my hunger, drove me to an
even higher invisible peak. He thrust into me, nibbling my lips and
palming my tight nipples. I was never a nip guy, but fuck if I
didn’t love the way he played with them. He rolled my small peaks
between his fingers, sending jolts of pleasure through my upper
body, matching the pleasure surging through my lower
extremities.
    Drew was everywhere. His scent, his arousal,
his little grunts as he shoved into me. I loved the way his muscles
moved beneath my hands. I loved the way he felt against me, inside
me. He drove me to be better. I’d only known him a short bit, but
he’d bared more of me to myself, given me more support and shown
more love towards me in this short time than anyone ever had in all
twenty-seven years of my life. Fuck if I didn’t want to give him
the same. Damn my heart for cracking open and allowing him in so
quickly. Damn my defenses for collapsing so easily under his
prod.
    Feeling the sexy, muscled beast over me,
plunging in and out of me in at a steady, even pace, pushing me
higher and higher invigorated my wolf. My wolf growled, meeting his
challenge thrust for thrust, roar for roar. Drew didn’t care what I
was. He didn’t care if I was an alpha or beta. He only cared that I
was happily his.
    He’d been right.
Instinctually, he had known everything that I needed, and damn if I
didn’t know that I loved him. I didn’t know how, I didn’t even care
at this point. I love him. I loved his fierce determination. I loved the set
of his jaw when he glared at me. I loved the way he felt wrapped in
my arms; I loved the way I felt secure in his arms. I loved how
open his pack was to his sexual preference, proof that he’d earned
their respect. I loved the way he carried himself.
    I loved the way Drew knew me better than I
knew myself. I loved the way he accepted me like no one else did.
Damn it, nature. You had it right this time. I was a better man, a
stronger wolf and a happier human with Drew.
    —

Chapter Sixteen
    DREW
    Pleasure punched my groin as I pushed into
Barrett. I kissed his cheek and jaw before nipping his shoulder. My
wolf was anxious to mark him, to give him a permanent scar of
ownership. I loved watching him writhe beneath me; I delighted in
his responses to my touch.
    I bit his nipple. “Fuck, Drew.” I chuckled
at his harsh groan of my name.
    Driving into him without spilling my seed
had been tough. My balls were so tight that they hurt. My cock was
lost in the tight channel of Barrett’s ass. Every time I

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