Destined to the Alpha (Alphas in Heat 3)

She looks at the time and frowns. “We have to leave soon.”

“Let’s not go,” I say as I lie back down on the couch and pull her on top of me. I groan when I feel her big swollen breasts pressing into my chest. They’ve gotten bigger over the past few weeks and I’ve been enjoying them while I still can. In three months, they’ll be my son’s for a while.

“We have to go,” she says as her sandy-brown hair tickles my face. “It means so much to Blake.”

I sigh as I wrap my arms around her, not wanting to move. The fire station is finally finished after all the repairs. We have a new roof to go along with the new walls, new truck, and most importantly, new vending machine. Those dragons really did a number on our second home, but at least we got them back for it.

“I’d rather stay here and enjoy my mate’s new thick body.”

I move my hands down to her ass as she laughs.

“You call my body thick one more time and the only thing you’ll be touching is my fist with your nose.”

“You know I love it,” I whisper as I start pulling up her dress. I slide my hand back over her ass and groan when I see that she’s not wearing any panties.

“Fuck, you’re already so wet,” I say when I feel the moisture between her legs. “We’re not leaving now. No fucking way.”

She gets up and straddles me. “We’re going,” she says as she starts grinding her pussy on my erection. “But we can be a bit late…”

I grin as I reach down and pull my hard cock out. “I like the way you think.”

She slides it inside her tight warm hole and we both moan like the sex-crazed maniacs we are. My girl starts sliding up and down my hard cock, coating it in her warm cream as I grab the top of her dress and pull it down. Her big tits tumble out and I feel my blood start to boil when I see a drop of milk leaking from her hard nipple.

I get up and suck on it, drinking it down as she rides on top of me.

“How late can we be?” I ask with a gasp when I finally pull away.

“A few hours,” she moans. Her big tits are jerking up and down as her hair bounces around. “As long as we’re there before dinner.”

“How about dessert?”

I dig my face between her tits and she moans loudly as she starts to cum. Her pussy clamps down on me and a flood of warm juice slides down my pole, making a mess on my balls.

That’s one. I know from experience that she’s good for at least five.

“Okay,” she says in a breathless tone. “We’ll show up at dessert.”

I grab a hold of her and spin her around until I’m on top of her, fucking her in the missionary position.

“That means we only have five hours,” I say as I hit her with long hard thrusts that jerks the couch into the side table. The lamp falls over with a crash but we don’t even slow down to look. “Is that enough time?”

I start to feel the building of an orgasm. It tingles in my balls and then starts to surge its way up.

“Not nearly,” she moans. “We’ll just have to savor every moment.”

I thrust deep into her pussy and cum hard. She cries out as my cock pulses inside her, emptying every last drop of cum that’s been building up all day.

We don’t miss a beat. We just keep going at.

After all, we only have four hours and fifty-two minutes left…

Epilogue

Kimberly

Fifteen years later…

“Bet you ten bucks that Dylan’s team wins.”

Westin turns to me with a grin. “Let’s make it twenty.”

“Deal.” We shake hands and after all these years, I still get that tingly electric feeling whenever I touch him.

We turn back to the soccer game in front of us and begin cheering for our sides. We have six kids and they’re all boys. Yup. I live with seven males. Seven.

Every piece of furniture in my house is broken, I’ve broken up more fights than I can count, and I can’t get through a meal without one of them farting, but I wouldn’t change a thing. I love my boys more than life itself.

They’re playing soccer on the back lawn, three on three, as Westin and I watch with our wine. Dinner is cooking in the large commercial oven that we had to put in. I have enough food cooking to feed a regular human soccer team, or six growing bear shifters, a full-grown grizzly bear shifter, and his curvy wife instead.

I’ve gotten used to cooking huge amounts and nothing makes me happier than seeing my boys dig in and devour a table full of hot food. It always brings a smile to my face.

I quit working at the diner over a decade ago and am enjoying life with my sexy mate and our wonderful family. I started making homemade soap for fun and my friends loved it, so I made more. The general store in town even started selling my bars and they’ve just re-ordered another large batch. It’s been a lot of fun and I’m thinking of growing it into a bigger business.

“Yes!” I shout when Eric scores. I jump up and stick my finger in Westin’s face. “Take that, sucker!”

The boys get the ball back out of the net and keep playing as I sit back down with a smug look on my face. “What am I going to do with all that twenty dollars? Maybe I’ll buy a big sign that says loser and stick it to your forehead.”

Westin is silently watching me with a grin on his lips. I’m still letting him have it when his team scores. Well, that shuts me up really fast.

“You were saying?” he asks with a smirk. “Maybe you can buy one of those signs for yourself instead, because your team is going down.”

The boys are really into it and wrestling for the ball. They have their own rough version of the game with checking and tackling allowed.

Bradley gets hit with an elbow and they all start fighting. My youngest, Abraham, bursts into his grizzly bear and then they all start popping off.

“No!” I shout. “Take your clothes off first at least! Bradley, I just bought those pants!”

Damn it. I’m going to be sewing all night.

I turn to Westin and shake my head as six grizzly bears fight on our lawn.

“I guess that counts as a tie,” he says as he takes a sip of his wine.

“I guess so.” The roaring and snarling are getting loud enough for the neighbors to hear. “You better get in there and break that up, Papa Bear.”

Westin puts his wine down and gets up with a sigh.

“You just want to see me naked,” he says as he pulls off his shirt.

“No.”

Yes.

My eyes are wide and unblinking as I watch my sexy mate strip down in front of me. He’s still as gorgeous as the day I met him. If not, more so. I love the gray he’s starting to get in his hair.

Not so much loving the gray in mine though.

I run my hungry eyes down his massive chest and shredded abs to the long thick cock hanging between his muscular thighs. He’s a beautiful man and I’m going to climb his sexy body tonight. This is just a tease. A preview of what’s to come later.

He gives me a wink and then steps back as he lets his bear come out. It still amazes me to watch him phase.

His body shakes, swells, and then his grizzly bear rips out and he falls onto four enormous paws.

Even though there’s a brawl happening behind him, Westin’s grizzly focuses on me first. I’m always his number one.

“There he is,” I say as he starts walking toward me. He lowers his giant head and presses it into my stomach as I run my hands through his soft fur. I kiss the top of his head and he grunts happily.

“Want to take care of that fight for me?” I whisper in his ear.

With a grunt, he turns away and lumbers over to the boys. All six of my cubs stop when they see him approaching. They forget whatever they were fighting over and all join forces to attack him.

I sit back with my wine and watch with a permanent smile on my face as they wrestle with their dad.

They’re all so adorable.

Westin has made my life happier than I ever thought it could be.

He’s the best.

THE END!