Wolf's Bliss (Paranormal BBW Erotic Romance, Alpha Wolf Mate) (5 page)

I had no idea where my life with him would lead at
this point, but I think it’s safe to say that I didn’t really care. Being with
him was enough. And as his mate, I knew he’d always be mine.

The
End.

Including
Saved
by the Alpha
and the
Perfect
Soldier Series
!

The
Perfect Soldier Series is a multi-part series following Catherine
"Cat" Simmons and Colton "Colt" Bradley.

Parts
One
,
Two
,
and
Three
are out now – Part Four coming soon! Check out excerpts below!

And
if you liked Wolf’s Bliss, you’ll also like Saved by the Alpha. Enjoy the
excerpt below!

Saved
by the Alpha

“Do you still want to run?” he asked me.

It was as if he could read my thoughts. I shook my
head, shy, looking away from his eyes and down at my feet.

“Well, what do you want?” he asked smoothly, but a
hint of a growl still in his voice. “Do you want this?”

His fingers lingered at my pussy for a brief second,
his hand lifting the bottom of my dress. I didn’t say yes. But I also didn’t
say no.
Why was he having this effect on me?
Here was a man who’d taken
me against my will. Admittedly, yes, he’d saved my life. But now he was holding
me hostage.
Was he holding me hostage?
I didn’t want to run anymore, so
I guess I was free to go.
So why was I staying? Why were my feet impossible
to move? Why did I feel this incessant lure that made me gravitate towards him?

“You need to tell me what you want,” said Kieran.
“That way I can give it to you.”

“I want you to…” I said softly, my voice trailing
off, disappearing in the darkness that surrounded us.

“I can’t hear you. What is it you want?” he asked,
leaning closer, his breath on my face. I caught a brief taste of his scent,
something about it was undeniably attractive, causing desire to swell inside
me.

My pussy was dripping wet now. There was no fighting
it anymore, no denying it.
Why did I feel so powerless against him? How was
it possible for him to have this effect on me?

“I want your cock inside me.”

As soon as I’d said it, my hand shot up to cover my
mouth as if I hadn’t meant to say it. It was almost like someone else was
speaking through me, giving a voice to the hidden desires of my body.
Was I
giving in to my urges?
I’d already spoken, it was too late to back out now.
I was inevitably drawn towards him and the affirmative yes was all Kieran
needed to commence his lustful advances.

Part
1,
Perfect Soldier: Catching Colton

Colt’s
Perspective

Truth be told, I hadn't quite gotten used to being
back yet. And when I say it, I mean everything: civilian clothes, civilian
cars, no drills, paved American streets, Oak trees and houses with
perfectly-watered, green grass in their front lawns. It was strange being back
in the U.S. If you spend too much time in the desert, it can be like that.
And the women, I wasn't used to them either. I hadn't been with one in a long
time, or even looked at one really. Since coming back to America, I got that
particular look from women a lot, the familiar smile and the quick checkout, a
subtle hint that they were interested, if only on a totally primal level. I
just sort of brushed it off. The idea of being with a woman was almost foreign
to me, it'd been so long since I'd had time to even cultivate an interest in
another person on that level.
But things changed when I saw her in the bar earlier. Cat. I liked that named,
it sounded feisty and wild. I could only imagine what she was like in bed. When
I first saw her, my heart damn near broke. "Curves that could kill"
was the only way to describe her. Full, gorgeous breasts, just the right amount
of cleavage; a round, voluptuous ass that melded into her beautiful thighs, her
jeans tight against her skin. I imagined what it might be like having her
bounce that ass in front of me as I stroked inside her, and I felt myself
starting to get hard at the thought.
Her blouse had been tight, too, revealing those extra pounds around her
midsection, those free-flowing, killer curves. I liked a girl with a body like
that, a little chubby, but with tons of confidence. Women like Cat knew how to
treat a man in bed, you could tell by the way they walked and the way they
talked. With a little luck, I'd be finding this out for sure later tonight.

Part
2,
Perfect Soldier: Colt & Cat

Cat’s
Perspective

He knew what I wanted, what I'd wanted all week
long, that cathartic release that would wash the stress of school and my job
away. Granted the stress of preparing for exams was over, but I still hadn't
received my final grades. I know I shouldn't have been worried about it,
especially since there was nothing I could do now, but I wouldn't be completely
relaxed until the grades were officially in the books.
As he drove, I put my hand on Colt's leg, easing it up slowly toward his
crotch. He looked straight ahead, as if he didn't even notice. Then I began
massaging, my hand between his legs, rubbing gently, feeling that big cock
starting to get hard. Could I make it all the way home? Now that I'd initiated
things, I felt my desire growing exponentially by the second. How could I hold
out that long?
I continued rubbing, then unbuckled my seat belt, moving my head down toward
his crotch. Colt shifted the seatback, knowing what I had in mind, anticipating
it even more than I was. I unzipped his jeans. He got up slightly, allowing me
to shimmy them off of his hips so I could pull out that monster cock, already
halfway hard. My mouth would get it the rest of the way there.

Part
3,
Perfect Soldier: Long Goodbye

Colt’s
Perspective

The hot water splashed against my body, waking me
completely from the last of my clinging sleepiness. I stood there thinking as
the water washed over my face. I still hadn't told Cat about the money from
Vegas. I don't know what it was, but for some reason I had a feeling it would
complicate things. I guess I'd just keep it to myself for now and wait for the
right time to bring it up.
Then I heard the shower curtain rustle and felt Cat slip in behind me. I smiled
to myself. I loved mornings like this.
I felt her press up against me, touching me gently, her hands reaching around
the front of me to play with my cock. I smiled to myself as the water continued
to rain down. Maybe it's a little embarrassing, but I was already starting to
get hard, anticipating her touch, turned on by her friskiness and the
unsuspected nature of this morning encounter.
She kept stroking my cock, making it harder and bigger with every subtle
motion. I felt myself throbbing, my pulse getting stronger and more rapid. My
body needed this. I needed this. And I could tell that Cat needed it, too. How
many of our days had started like this? More than a few, but usually in bed
instead of the shower.
In our hearts we knew that our time together was short-lived, marked by my
eventual need to go back overseas and serve on another tour of duty. We never
spoke about that possibility, as if not talking about it made it somehow
unreal. But it was in the back of our minds, and it impacted us on mornings
like this where we were determined to live each moment to the fullest.