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

Drew weaved down the winding road, past each
home site until he reached the final and largest of them. He parked
beside the cabin, switching off the engine and pocketing the keys,
for good measure I supposed.

He stepped out of the car, and instantly I
felt like I could breathe again. Even though air was easier to
inhale, in his absence, darkness seemed to pierce my chest. I
couldn’t be attached to a man I’d just met though, could I? My wolf
was being quiet, allowing me to answer that one alone; damn
him.

—

Chapter Eight

DREW

I walked around and opened Barrett’s door. I
leaned against the frame of the car, perching over him as he
glanced up at me. A million thoughts were running through his mind.
He seemed so overwhelmed, wistful and worried at the same time.

I ran my fingers through his hair, loving
how his short, silky strands tickled my palm. “Come on, Bear.”

I stood back and let him get out. Unable to
resist, I wrapped my arms around him when he stepped in front of
me. My wolf damn near purred, loving the feel of him against me. He
fit perfectly in my arms; he felt right in my grasp.

I closed the car door and kept an arm
wrapped around his shoulder as I led him into my house. He didn’t
shrug me off, but he also didn’t burrow deeper into my hold. Baby
steps.

I opened the door, releasing him so he could
walk in ahead of me. His eyes passed over the room. I nibbled on my
cheek, burdening myself with pain to keep from pouncing on him. He
looked good in my space. He looked delicious standing before me,
the dark earth tones of the living room enhancing his masculinity,
his sexy male aura.

His jeans hung flawlessly off his hips,
showcasing the tight round globes of his ass. I couldn’t wait to
seat my cock deep between his cheeks as he screamed my name. I felt
the pre-come pearling at the head of my cock. I squeezed my balls,
huffing as I tried to lessen the ache.

Barrett swung around and faced me. He looked
down at my bulging erection before meeting my gaze. “I don’t know
why we needed to come here when you’re not claiming me.”

I invaded his space. My wolf growled at his
challenge. “Says who?”

“
It’s like I told you. Just
because you’re my mate doesn’t mean we have to be together. You’re
free. Go fuck whoever you want, just leave me alone while you do
it.” He made to pass me, but I jerked my hand out and grabbed
him.

I gripped a fistful of his shirt, enough
leverage to tug him back to me. Anger blazed in his eyes; I speared
him with my own. “You don’t get to decide who I fuck.”

He blinked several times, and in those few
seconds, his armor slipped, and I saw the distress in his eyes.
Holding tightly to his shirt with one hand, I cupped his cheek with
the other. “Talk to me, Bear. I’m your mate. I’m not here to judge
you; I’m here to help you.”

He closed his eyes, flexing his jaw as he
pinched his features. He shook his head. “I don’t want to talk
about it.”

“
You need to talk about
it,” I argued.

“
How the hell do you know
what I need?” He lifted his lids; his eyes glowed as his injured
wolf showed himself.

My wolf tensed, a new rage blooming. “I’m
your mate. It’s instinctual.” It was also instinct to want to shred
every fucking person who’d ever crossed him, who’d ever dared to
hurt him; I was ready to now.

A war was waging inside
Barrett. All I wanted to do was squash his fears, to take away his
burdens and take care of him. My decision rooted deep within me. If
he wouldn’t willingly give up the reins, I would take them. I would
force him to give in. I wasn’t doing this out of spite; I was doing
it out of…
Fuck. I can’t care about him
this quickly.
But I did.

With all my heart, I knew he needed this,
whether he admitted it to himself or not.

—

Chapter Nine

BARRETT

I was struggling not to drown in the past. I
was angry with myself for letting those bastards degrade me for so
long. I was pissed that I had to kill my alpha, to inadvertently
hurt my now former pack in order to be respected.

If that wasn’t bad enough, I was fighting
the desire sweeping through me. My balls burned with a need for
release; my body thrummed with a soul-deep yearning to be owned, to
belong again. Every wolf longed for a bond, a family, which he
found in his pack until his mate came along. While he would always
protect his mate first, his pack, his family was always right
behind; both relationships the most important in his life.

I understood the spiritual importance of
mating, but I couldn’t bring myself to surrender to the call with
my fresh wounds.

Without warning, Drew claimed my lips. His
hand wrapped around my neck, holding me to him. He had complete
control over the connection.

His mouth seared mine. Heat flooded my veins
as his touch plucked my nerve endings, awaking new sensations
within me. He brushed his tongue against my lips, sending a shot of
pleasure to my groin. His other hand swathed my lower back; he
yanked me into him until we were pressed together.

I fisted my hands at my side, struggling to
keep from losing myself in him. His wall of muscle felt delicious
against my body, even with the layers between us. His cock pushed
firmly against my stomach; awareness washed through me. He tilted
my head and plunged his tongue beyond my lips.

The taste of him drove my senses crazy, had
my wolf leaping to distraction. He tasted like the sweetest honey;
something so decadent that I ought to limit my intake, all the
while wishing to drown myself in it.

Unable to stop myself, I gripped his biceps,
groaning as he thrust his cock against me, bumping into my own hard
erection. Pleasure shot through my core, winding me tighter despite
the fact that I was relaxing into him.

Drew licked my lips before he nipped my
bottom lip; I shivered at his erotic nibble.

He moved his head, opening his eyes, showing
me the dark desire in their depths. My mouth watered as my cravings
for him finally overturned my conscience.

“
I want you naked. Now,” he
barked.

I quivered beneath his command, and damn if
I didn’t find myself disrobing.

I jerked my shirt over my head and dropped
it to the floor. I stepped out of my tennis shoes and toed off my
socks as I undid my belt. By the time my feet were bare, my pants
were free. I slid my jeans and boxers off together in one fast,
lithe motion, stepping out of them and tossing them aside. As I
stood to face him, my cock bobbed higher, loving the erotic hunger
in his eyes. That passion both excited and scared the hell out of
me.

—

Chapter Ten

DREW

Damn he was sexy as hell. Long, lean muscles
defined his body with soft angles. His nipples were stiff peaks,
begging for my tongue to lave them. I dropped my gaze over his flat
stomach and down to the thin patch of trimmed hair around his hard
cock. My mouth watered at the sight of it.

I knew I couldn’t indulge yet though. I
needed answers; Barrett needed to face the truth.

I stalked towards him. Wariness clouded his
eyes as I slid my desire behind a mask. As a dom, it wasn’t my
place to burden a sub with my emotions. It was my job to draw
theirs to the surface; to test their strength, to show them what
they’re made of so they can squash their fears. It was my task to
empower them, not bury them in shame, no matter how harsh I
seemed.

I pinched his nipples. He hissed and jerked
away from me. I grabbed his throat, closing my hand around it. “You
do not move unless I give you permission, do you understand
me?”

He snarled at me.

“
You don’t get a safe word
this time around. If it becomes too much, you can shift, but don’t
think I won’t follow you and let my wolf have his way.” Fear
flashed in his eyes, but I smelled his arousal growing. Whether
Barrett liked it or not, he drew pleasure from being pushed to his
limit. “On your knees.”

I released him. He didn’t obey my command
though. I slapped his cock. The only reaction he gave me was a
flare of his nostrils. Hard headed was what he was. His hands were
fisted at his side; his chin was high in defiance.

He wanted to play hardball; well, I could
play harder.

I walked around him. Using my shoe, I forced
his legs apart. I wrapped one hand around him, placing my palm flat
on his chest to keep him from escaping me. I dragged my other hand
over his ass. I pulled back and delivered a harsh slap against his
right cheek. He jolted forward, hitting my hand. His skin instantly
reddened beneath my sting.

I offered him no comfort. I wouldn’t soothe
his skin. He needed to feel the pain and know that this was real.
He couldn’t run from me, the same way he couldn’t run from his
past.

I slid my fingers along the seam of his ass,
pressing in and seeking his tight pucker. He hissed as I drew my
fingers over his hole. I circled the rim with my middle finger,
pushing in slightly. His body trembled as I ringed his anus; he
groaned as I dug inwards enough to bury the tip of my finger in
him. Knowing he was losing a bit of his control, I kicked the back
of his knees and caught him as he fell before lowering him the rest
of the way to his knees.

Moving my hand from his ass, I delivered
another quick slap to his other cheek. I bent down next to his ear.
“Never defy me.”

I let go of him, rising up and coming around
to face him. He was gritting his teeth.

I closed the gap between us, my cock merely
inches from his lips. “You don’t want to indulge in your own
pleasure, do you can give me some. Undo my pants, free my cock and
suck it.”

Despite the glare on his face, his arousal
spiked, the scent of it piercing my nose. I smiled down at him
knowingly.

I braced myself for another rebellion on his
part, but slowly he lifted his hands and undid my pants. A
mischievous gleam shimmered in his eyes as he ran his fingers along
my flesh above my pants. Methodically, deviously, he hooked his
fingers around my boxers and pants at the same time and took his
time sliding them down to the middle of my thighs.

I allowed him to think he was in control for
a bit as he slithered his hands along my thighs, moving up towards
my bouncing erection. He wrapped one hand around my cock and
squeezed tightly. Pleasure shot through my groin, causing me to
shudder, testing my control. My wolf roared, clawing to break free,
to flip Barrett over, drive into him and claim him.

The little minx darted his tongue out to lap
up the pearl of moisture on the head of my dick. I watched his
every move, soaking up the way he indulged in me little by little.
Little did he know that I was waiting for the right moment to
strike.

He twisted his hand around my shaft; my
balls lifted, constricted to an unbearable degree as he sucked the
head of my cock into his mouth. And that was my moment.

I cupped his head and shoved my cock deep
inside his warm, wet mouth until I hit the back of his throat.
“Drop your hand and swallow.”

Shock widened his eyes but he immediately
complied.

Fuck.
He felt so damn good. I loved seeing his mouth around my dick,
sucking me like a good pup.

I steadily drove my cock between his swollen
lips, still red from my earlier kiss. Slowly, the fire burning in
his eyes shifted from bitterness to passion. He relaxed his jaw and
opened his throat, giving me better leverage.

Pleasure wound through me; his acceptance
singed every nerve ending on me while his mouth sucked every ounce
of erotic enjoyment to my surface. Before I knew it, my shaft was
swelling, my balls nearly bursting beneath the tension as my
muscles clamped down, my body on the edge of unadulterated
bliss.

Barrett’s eyes sparkled. He enjoyed the fact
that he was giving me pleasure. It didn’t matter that I hid my
emotions behind a mask; he felt the physical proof in his mouth,
sliding over his tongue, in and out of his hot, wet hole that
closed over my cock like a vise. He sucked me harder, his cheeks
caving inwards as delicious compression caused intense,
concentrated pleasure to surge through my groin.

I fisted his hair, jerking his head back to
thrust deeper into his mouth. His arousal permeated the air around
me; his scent swarmed my lungs with every inhalation, intensifying
my craving for him. And then he dragged his teeth along my cock,
propelling me over the edge.

My vision blurred as my wolf sprang free for
a moment as I caved beneath the pleasure bursting from my groin.
Sweet release tinged every nerve in my body; erotic fire burned
through my veins, converging in my cock. My seed spilled down his
throat. I groaned, my wolf roaring, as I continued to glide in and
out of his enchanting mouth, my balls grazing his lips at I thrust
to the hilt.

He shivered as I pulled out of him.
Immediately, I grew another erection at the sight of his swollen,
red lips and flushed cheeks. His own shaft bobbed against his lower
stomach, his own needs having not been met yet.

And they wouldn’t be. Not until he
surrendered.

—

Chapter Eleven

BARRETT

Watching Drew come was the most beautiful
sight I’d ever seen. Seeing his thick muscles flex beneath his need
as he thrashed into my mouth without abandon spiked my own arousal.
I loved watching him lose a bit of his control; I loved seeing him
absorbed in the pleasure I gave him. And the taste of his semen as
it slid down my throat lit up my taste buds.

He was everywhere in that moment. He’d
trapped me with his hands, stuffed my mouth with his cock and
infused the air with his arousal and satisfaction. Every sharp
breath I took was full of him.