Alpha Doms Box Set: 9 Delicious Stories + 10 Sexy Heroes = 19 Reasons to Indulge (11 page)

My body quivered beneath his strength. I
took pleasure in his labored breaths and pulsing veins wrapping his
corded muscles. Ever the dom, he quickly reined himself in and
focused on me. Awareness washed over me, bringing my fear to
attention again.

“
Up.” He thrust his index
finger upwards, indicating his order on top of his verbal
command.

I stood, not bothering to fight him. I’d
rather be standing toe to toe with him than having him looming
above me. He was at an advantage in that position, and I was at his
mercy.

He took off his shoes, toed off his socks
and stepped out of his pants and boxers. A second later he chucked
his shirt clear across the room and returned his focus to me.

My mouth watered at the sight of him. He was
gorgeous. Light tan skin highlighted his buff physique. I wanted to
lick every indention, every outline of his muscles.

“
Are you ready to talk?” He
stretched a single brow upwards.

I just stared at him, not bothering to
answer him. If I wanted to talk, I would. He wasn’t going to drag
it out of me by pushing me to the brink. I didn’t owe him
anything.

Shit.
Even as I thought it, I knew I wanted to give it to him. I
didn’t owe him, but I also didn’t like this barrier between us. If
I was honest with myself, I longed to be skin to skin with him;
soul unbarred to soul.

He pursed his lips, crossing his arms over
his chest. In one step, he closed the gap between us. His mouth
hovered near my ear, his breath licking my flesh, sending tiny
shots of beautiful anticipation through me.

“
Put your arms on the back
of the sofa and bend over.” His voice was rough, thick.

My cock throbbed as I tried to calm my
excitement over what was to come. Curiosity drove me to obey
immediately; need had me surrendering my pride as I bent over,
gripping the leather couch and baring my ass to him.

I heard him walk away. He left the room but
returned a minute later. I felt his now wet fingers swiping over my
anus. The cold temperature of the lube skyrocketed my eagerness. I
pushed back into his fingers, but he moved them away. A second
later a sharp sting his my right ass cheek. I inhaled sharply,
clenching my teeth as the pain burned my flesh.

“
Don’t move unless I tell
you,” he barked.

I heard hard plastic being ripped open. I
steeled myself. Only one thing came in that kind of wrapper, at
least that we’d be using right now. He was definitely playing
hardball.

—

Chapter Twelve

DREW

Seeing Barrett bent over, baring himself to
me, warmed me. He trusted me, to a degree. A bond was being forged,
deepening every minute that he stayed. He’d shown me that he cared;
he’d been generous in his offering of pleasure to me. I couldn’t
wait to watch him come. I couldn’t wait to see the weight of his
emotions lifted off of him in the throws of pleasure. Slowly, I was
building it. I smelled his arousal, and it was growing stronger by
the second.

I lubed the medium sized anal plug. I placed
a strong hand on his lower back, holding him steady. I dragged the
tip of it over his tight pucker. A harsh breath escaped him, luring
a smile to my face. I loved seeing his squirm.

I pressed the head of the latex plug against
his hole, moving it in small circles to work him open. I took my
time, not wanting to hurt him.

Slowly the plug began to slide deeper into
his ass. His hands squeezed the back of the couch, his white
fingertips proof of the control he was exerting to remain where he
was. Perspiration licked the skin over his stiff muscles.

Once his pucker closed around the flared end
of the plug, a soft groan escaped Barrett. Damn he was hot. I loved
seeing the short ponytail dangling down from his ass. I gave the
strings a tug, knowing that pleasure would shoot through him with
that move. Sure enough, he moaned, the noise echoing through the
room. My cock pulsed.

I reached around him and wrapped my hand
around his stiff shaft.

“
Oh, Drew.” My name was a
breathless gasp on his lips.

My body warmed at the erotic satisfaction in
his guttural whisper. Slowly, he was giving into me. Little by
little, he was surrendering.

I slid my hand up and down his cock. I
swiped my thumb over the tip, smearing the pre-come over his
swollen head. His muscles coiled; I knew he was fighting not to
move. My wolf roared with approval.

I released his throbbing cock, knowing his
punishment wasn’t done. I delivered a sharp blow to left ass cheek,
tugged on the tail of the plug and then slapped his right cheek
quickly. He grunted before it melted into a groan.

My thirst built, pleasure furrowing deep
inside me with each tap of his ass, each yank of the plug and each
cry he gave. I varied my strokes, leaving him guessing as to what
was coming.

On the twentieth smack of his ass, he
finally broke, a sob wrenching from him. My lungs constricted, my
heart surging at his bellows. I longed to hold him and comfort him.
I wanted to wipe every tear away, but I knew he wasn’t ready for
that. So I was forced to suffer along with him, to experience a bit
of the pain wracking him.

—

Chapter Thirteen

BARRETT

Emotions swam to my surface with a
vengeance, taking hold of me, choking me. Every swift connection of
Drew’s hand to my flesh ripped off another bandaid that had
lingered for far to long. Every tug of the plug sent awareness
through my body; I was sensitive to my feelings, every single ounce
of disappointment, of embarrassment, of inadequacy. The pain singed
deep within my soul, yanking every dark thought to the surface,
forcing me to face every haunting experience from my past.

How the hell could one person unleash the
fury of all I’d buried?

I felt like a fucking pussy as tears
streamed down my cheeks. He wasn’t letting me hide; he wasn’t
letting me run. Instead, he was forcing me to bare myself, to face
myself against my will.

Flashes of my parents with their
disapproving looks if my gaze lingered too long on a male swamped
my mind. Still portraits profiling the disgust on others’ faces
when they discovered my secret desires sprung to the forefront.
Memories of chide remarks, hateful slurs and, the worst, revolting
gestures had my emotions swirling, sucking every ounce of strength
within me.

Then there were the ones that ignored my
presence. How could they act as if I didn’t exist? How could they
look through me rather than at me? I was the pack beta for over ten
years. I fought beside every other wolf in that pack; I worked hard
every day to earn my keep, to maintain my position and uphold
order. Damn it! I fucking deserved to be treated like an equal. Who
I fucked had no impact on how I performed my job. Who I loved had
no influence on my dedication to my family or my pack.

Did they think I wanted to be gay? Did they
think I wanted to go against the grain? Did they know how
embarrassed I was to be such an utter disgrace to them that they
would openly degrade me? Worse, I degraded myself by allowing it to
go on for so long. How the hell can another man love me when I
don’t even love myself enough to stand up to them all?

Shit. Even when I killed the alpha, it was
merely a moment when I lost control. It wasn’t that I was avenging
my honor or demanding respect; it was that I felt so helpless that
I spun out of control. I lost myself to the dark emotions; to a
dark reality that was still haunting me. Drew was right. I couldn’t
run. I couldn’t fucking run.

I collapsed beneath the weight of it all.
Drew’s arms flew around me, hugging me to him. He pulled me into
him until we were chest to chest. He held me up, supported me the
way no one else ever did. I threw my arms around him, reveling in
the feel of him, in the scent of him; I loved the way he cloaked
me, the way he swaddled me with his love.

He kissed my forehead and cheeks as his
hands drew circles on my back, soothing me. The way he held me, the
way he held me up, didn’t make me feel weak. I should have felt
like the most pathetic man on the planet, particularly with my wolf
hanging his head and howling guttural cries along with me, but I
felt protected and safe in his arms. I felt like he was trying to
lift me up rather than tear me down.

I felt his heart thumping against his chest;
I felt his love pouring out over me, rocking me to my core. He
ripped out every last insecurity in me and forced me to face it. He
shredded my insides, caused every barrier keeping my dark past
hidden to collapse.

I gradually regained control of myself,
feeling lighter and stronger as I did so.

Drew captured my lips. He was rough, hard;
he didn’t hold back. He threw himself into his caress. Plunging his
tongue into my mouth, he slid it over my own, sparking a powerful
desire deep in my groin.

He pressed his leg against my throbbing
erection, sending sparks of pleasure through me as his muscled
thigh rubbed my cock. I groaned into his mouth, unabashed and
uninhibited. He felt good against me.

He bit my lower lip before sucking it into
his mouth. He played with it before releasing it.

“
Ah, fuck, baby.” My wolf
growled excitedly. My balls drew up, loving the way his teeth bit
into my flesh before his tongue teased it. My ass tightened around
the plug, having adjusted to it already, only pleasure singed the
walls it pressed against.

Drew grabbed one of my hands and led me down
a short, narrow hall to his bedroom.

—

Chapter Fourteen

DREW

Holding Barrett tested my control. I longed
to rip the plug out of his ass and thrust into him to the hilt. I
wanted him to scream my name as I stroked his cock and fucked him
to the brink of pleasure and back. My wolf was barely being
contained, his need to mark what was ours nearly destroying our
delicate balance.

The moment Barrett was in my room, I
captured his lips. Seeing him near all of my personal belongings,
in my most intimate space, tugged at my heart, warmed my soul and
drove my need to claim him and make him a permanent presence in my
intimate space.

His lips were soft against my aggressive
touch. He yielded to my caress, his mouth pliable beneath my
demands. He’d given in. He’d submitted to me, but he hadn’t
surrendered all of himself to me yet. That’s what I was yearning
for. That’s what I craved with a carnal, dangerous passion.

I slid my lips away from his. I licked the
pulsing vein in his neck before nipping his shoulder. He shuddered
beneath my move, his mouth falling open under a harsh gasp as he
squeezed my biceps.

I tapped his ass in a loving, light caress.
“Bend over, Bear.”

He swallowed hard, his eyes darkening
beneath my command. My cock pulsed upwards as he placed his palms
flat on the bed and bent over. I lightly tugged on the anal plug
causing Barrett’s arousal to intensify.

I reached around him and stroked his shaft,
hovering near the edge of the bed. With my other hand, I gradually
began to remove the plug. I pressed my lips to his shoulder, loving
the way his body shook beneath my assault.

“
I’m eventually going to
fill your ass with my cock. I’m going to thrust into your tight
hole over and over. And in the end, when you’re teetering on the
brink of your orgasm, I’m going to claim you.” He released a rugged
breath as the plug plopped free. “For now, I want you to lay back
on the bed. It’s my turn to taste you.” I smacked his ass as I
released his cock. I chuckled, my heart overflowing as he leapt
onto the bed and rolled over in two seconds flat. He lifted himself
on his elbows, peering at me.

I stared into Barrett’s eyes, drowning in
the pool of brown with striations of honey. His desires, his
feelings, were unshielded in the depths of his gaze. My soul was
doing a fucking dance over this man. My wolf was tearing me up
inside trying to get closer to him. No one had ever affected me
this way. No one had touched me the way he had in this short amount
of time. He’d flung open a door I thought was long closed. I didn’t
think nature would grant me a mate; I didn’t think I’d ever find
love. He restored my faith after so many years of doubt.

I swallowed my emotions and focused on his
pulsing erection. I wagged my brows at him, eliciting a smile from
him. He was gorgeous when he smiled. His face lit up, his eyes
shined, and I felt the pull from my head to my toes, luring me into
his beauty. He was a little ray of sunshine on a cloudy day, and I
didn’t care how mushy that sounded.

I pressed my nose to his cock, running it
along the sensitive flesh as I inhaled his musky scent. His
tantalizing aroma flooded my lungs, rooting deep inside me. I could
smell him miles away now. I would never forget his scent; the
earthy, spicy, yet subtly sweet smell of Barrett was imprinted in
my soul, stuffed deep into every fiber of me.

I licked the tip of his cock; his pre-come
assaulted my taste buds, zapping them to life as the taste of him
ignited an overwhelming need within me. I longed to plunge deep
inside him, but I wanted to see him lose himself in passion
first.

“
You are definitely mine,”
I growled.

The tiny whimper that escaped him fed my
hunger. I closed my mouth over his cock and sucked all of him into
my mouth in one lithe move. I relished the cry he gave as he fisted
the comforter in the wake of my surprise attack. His chest heaved,
his muscles flexing as I moved up and down over his shaft.
Steadily, he gave up a little more control, losing himself in the
feel of my hot mouth wrapped around his hard cock.

“
Ah, damn, Drew,” he
groaned as I rolled his balls with my fingers. His mouth was ajar,
his eyes focused on me as I rewarded him for his good
behavior.