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My nails retracted and my teeth shortened. I
continued to drive my cock in and out of her pussy as I drew her
nipple between my lips. She sobbed, her eyes closing as she pressed
her chest into my mouth. She threaded her fingers through my hair
and tugged on the roots. And just like that my wolf was back on
top.

My grip on her tightened to the point I was
sure she’d have bruises. She didn’t mind though. She continued to
meet my lunges, her lips forming beautiful letters as cries parted
them.

She opened her eyes as I released her
nipple, my teeth changing as the pressure became too much in my
groin. I was too close. My wolf felt it. We were ready to release
our seed in her and bite her, marking her inside and out as
ours.

“
Rub your clit,” I ordered
in a rough growl.

Her hand didn’t hesitate to fly to her tight
nub. She shivered as her fingers rubbed the sensitive bud. Goose
bumps broke out over her flesh as her pussy clamped down on my
cock. She was close.

I pulled her hair to one side. “Look at me.
I want to watch you come.” She whimpered at my words, fresh
lubrication gushing from her core. “You like it when I’m rough,
don’t you?” I slowed my speed, but jammed my cock into her until I
hit her pelvic bone.

“
Yes! Oh!” Her fingers flew
over her clit in a fury. Her nails bit into my shoulder as I
continued to drive into her. “Oh, God! Fuck. Desi, please.” Her
plea pushed me over the edge.

I surged into her with a vengeance as I
allowed my wolf to take over my conscience. I tugged her head to
the side and bit into the cartilage between her neck and shoulder
right as the first squirt of my seed painted her cervix. Pleasure
rolled through my entire body, a primal, carnal yearning shook me
to the core.

She was everywhere. I smelled her; I tasted
her on my lips. I felt her hands all over me, her pussy fluttering
around my cock as my orgasm intermingled with hers. My wolf roared,
as it allowed my human part to regain control, having gotten what
it wanted. I continued to thrust into her, trying to draw out the
pleasure touching every part of me.

My eyes shot open when she bit my shoulder.
I growled, a second climax sputtering from me. I felt like I was
floating in the clouds as I kissed her breasts, her shoulder and
neck. She pressed her lips to my forehead, my cheeks and finally my
lips. She squeezed me, her lips eagerly kissing mine.

Slowly, our bodies calmed, and I was able to
kiss her sensually. I savored her touch, savored the feel of her
lips to mine. My heart burst open as she caressed my cheek with her
hand.

I pulled back to look at her. Her eyes were
bright, reflecting the love I knew I had for her. Her full breasts
still heaved as she continued to catch her breath. Her lips were
red and swollen from tangling with mine. Her hair was disheveled
from being tossed about against the bed and the wall. Her skin was
glowing, even with her flush. She was beautiful.

I dragged my eyes to the fresh puncture
wound in her flesh, still red, irritated and probably sore. Pride
surged inside me. She was mine; all mine.

I smiled at her. “You’re all mine now.
There’s no getting out of it.”

She smiled, her eyes lighting with mischief.
“Can I at least get a discount on my rent?”

I growled. “No, but you can tear up your
lease and move in with me for free.”

Her face grew serious. She pursed her lips.
“On one condition.”

My heart thundered in my chest. The black
hole began to darken my soul as fear rattled me. She couldn’t let
me claim her and then back out, could she? Would she?

I swallowed hard, feeling damn near tears as
I looked at her. “What’s your condition?” I couldn’t keep the upset
from my voice.

Her face softened. “Hey. I’m the insecure
one here, not you.” She kissed my lips. “Relax. I was just going to
give you the condition that we have mind-blowing sex like this
every day.”

My fear deflated. I
laughed; happiness reaching my heart, brightening my soul for the
first time in my life. I kissed her again. “Make it twice a day and
we have a deal,
mi amor
.”

—

Chapter Seventeen

SARA

I couldn’t believe this gorgeous man was all
mine, that he loved me, jellyrolls and all. Before this, I didn’t
believe in love at first sight. Hell, I was beginning to question
whether love existed at all, at least for a plus size woman like
myself. Desi changed all of that. He turned my life around.

I smiled at him, loving the way he was
eating me up with his gaze. “Deal.”

“
Good. Grab the clothes you
need for tonight and I’ll take you to meet your new pack.” He
kissed me again before gently setting my feet on the
floor.

I nibbled my lip. It was one thing for him
to love and accept me, but it was completely different for an
entire group of people to.

“
What’s wrong, Sara?”
Concerned tugged down on her brow.

“
Do you think they’ll like
me?”

He smiled, nuzzling my neck. I squirmed, his
breath tickling me. “I’m their alpha. If I love you, they’ll love
you. Now stop stalling and let’s go. You still owe me one more
round tonight.” He smacked my ass, a sharp sting that turned
quickly to pleasure, as he angled me towards the closet.

“
Hey!” I looked over my
shoulder in time to see him growl.

His dark gaze was focused on my backside.
His cock flew to attention in merely a few seconds, washing away
any chance my insecurities had at returning. “On second thought, I
want round two right now.”

I yelped as he plucked me off the floor and
pulled me onto the bed with him. Repeatedly, Desi proved his love.
He caressed every inch of my flesh, the dimpled parts and all.

Before tonight, I’d accepted the idea of
being single forever. It’s harder to find love when most guys don’t
love extra stuffing. Desi taught me that I deserved more; I
deserved happiness. We all deserve happiness, regardless of our
size or weight. And if you’re lucky enough, you’ll be mated to a
sexy alpha with a love of tying you to the bed and ravishing every
ounce of you.

—

*****

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CONTROLLED BY THE
ALPHA
Christin Lovell

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CONTROLLED BY THE ALPHA
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CONTROLLED BY THE ALPHA

Barrett grew up in a pack
that never accepted him. His position as pack beta had no impact on
their opinions of him either.
It took six months under the rule of
a new alpha before he left it all behind and happened upon his
mate.
Past the age most werewolves find a
mate, Drew assumed he wouldn’t be granted one… until he scented
Barrett.
But what do you do with a mate that
refuses to accept his future with you because of his past? If
you’re a dominant alpha like Drew, you force him to surrender it
all to you.

—

Controlled by the Alpha

Chapter One

BARRETT

I’d been driving for two days straight. My
body was stiff; my wolf was restless. My mind kept replaying the
scene that pushed me to pack my bags and leave the pack I’d grown
up in.

I was supposed to become alpha, but the
acquiescent beta in me allowed the newest dominant member to take
over. He rejected every bit of my input and devalued my status
within the pack; he degraded me as a man all because of my sexual
preference.

Gay werewolves exist, but under the mountain
of scrutiny within a society that submerges themselves in
traditions and traditional values, it’s hard to ‘come out.’ I’d
been pressured since I was young to hide who I was and what I truly
longed for: a male. In particular, a dominant male.

I’d recognized my need to submit early on.
It didn’t mean I was weak, easy or pathetic. I was an equal. I
could stand toe to toe with any alpha, and I did. I had. It was why
I left. I refused to be belittled by my peers, by my parents and
elders when I’d earned their regard. Rather than fling words they’d
dismiss, I stood up for myself; I killed the new crude alpha before
taking off.

I deserved to be treated with respect. Who I
am attracted to shouldn’t be connected to my significance within a
pack; just because I broke their perfect mold, because I longed to
caress hard muscle rather than feminine curves, didn’t mean they
had the right to silence and subjugate me.

I didn’t know where I was headed. I didn’t
know what I’d find, but it had to be better than what I’d left
behind.

—

Chapter Two

DREW

I pulled into the gas station. I threw the
truck into park and sat in silence for a moment. It’d been a long
day. No one was prepared for one of our eldest pack members to fall
ill. It was a mild cold, but at his age, it could easily become
more.

“
Want me to run in and get
it?” Jonah, my beta, asked.

“
Nah. I’ve got it. Martha
showed me the package so I know what to grab.”

He nodded, acquiescing.

The older female pack member had requested a
specific medicine that surprisingly wasn’t found in the local drug
store; only at the gas station, where the owner imported herbal
concoctions from the Middle East. I sighed, throwing open the
driver’s side door. The scent that hit me had my wolf growling, my
nostrils flaring and my senses on high alert. Every hair on my body
stood on end.

I’d waited thirty-three years to scent my
mate, far beyond the usual mating age. I figured since I’d always
been attracted to males, which went against the tradition of our
kind, nature wouldn’t grant me a mate. I was glad to be wrong.

“
What is it?”

I ignored Jonah’s question, instead focusing
on finding my mate.

I followed the intoxicating aroma that
warmed my chest and breathed fire into my groin. I threw open the
door to the gas station and stalked towards the back, following the
heady scent.

Short, stylish dark brown hair came into
view over the shelves of the aisles. As I rounded the last corner I
came face to face with my mate.

—

Chapter Three

BARRETT

My heart thundered in my chest as his scent
berated me. My body reacted with need, with a longing I didn’t know
if I was ready to indulge in.

I turned away from the freezer. I’d been
trying to suppress my awareness of him. I’d attempted to focus on
what I’d come in here for: a drink and some food to keep me going.
I wasn’t prepared to find my mate. After all that had happened, I
didn’t know if I was ready to be claimed.

I scanned the back wall lined with freezers.
I swallowed hard as his footsteps loomed closer. I took an unsteady
breath, clenching my hands as he rounded the corner.

I knew my eyes grew wide as I looked at him.
He was tall, standing at least four inches taller than my
five-foot-eleven frame. He was much thicker than me; his muscles
bulged beneath his tight t-shirt. Heat bloomed low in my stomach.
My nipples pebbled; my body responded to him naturally, regardless
of what my mind was screaming.

I studied his hard jawline. He had brown
hair that was slightly curly at the ends and cropped close. I
averted my eyes, refusing to meet his gaze. I knew by his stiff
posture and intimidating stance that he was an alpha; he was a
dominant. It both scared and exhilarated me that nature could give
me what I secretly longed for. But quietly yearning for something
and actually satisfying it are completely different.

“
Look at me,” he ordered.
His husky voice sent shivers down my spine.

I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath.
Reopening them, I didn’t feel any more courageous; so much for
being brave and demanding equality.

My gaze cast downwards, I watched two thick
thighs take a couple steps closer. Heat radiated off of him; goose
bumps broke out over my skin. It was then that my wolf decided to
stand, decided to rise to the occasion.

“
Do not defy me. I said
look at me.” His words were delivered through gritted
teeth.