Alpha Possessed (The Dixon Brothers 1)

She’s practically limp and doesn’t fight me as I turn her around and get her to straddle me in the reverse cowgirl position.

“Oh shit,” I groan when I see her nice round ass in front of me. What a beautiful fucking view.

I hold her up as she grabs my cock and guides it back into her wet little hole. She sinks down with a moan and grinds on me like a pro.

I never knew pleasure like this existed. It’s almost painful it feels so good.

I run my hand down her naked back as she leans forward, putting her palms on the bed. She’s all whimpers and moans as she starts riding my pole, up and down in a steady rhythm.

My bear calms a little without her neck in view, but he’s still pissed as he sulks around. He can sulk all he wants. I don’t care. I’m mesmerized by the view of my mate from behind.

I grab her round ass cheeks and watch her pussy squeezing my cock as she rides me. Her puckered asshole is in full view and I run the tip of my thumb over it as she starts to increase the pace. She’s going faster and harder, crying out every time she sinks down low.

The view of my bare cock in her virgin cunt and knowing there’s nothing stopping her from getting pregnant makes me crazy. My full balls ache as she slams her hips up and down, taking every inch of my throbbing cock.

I feel it coming fierce and fast. I grip onto her hips and thrust up hard, letting out a savage roar as I cum deep in her virgin cunt. My hot cum surges out, coating her insides as I grunt through gritted teeth.

The feel of my warm seed filling her sends her over the edge as well. She throws her head back and screams out as her pussy tightens around my cock, pulsating and milking out every last drop I have.

After the orgasm tears through her, she falls to the bed beside me, breathing heavily with her eyes closed.

“That was… incredible,” she whispers as I wrap my arms around her and pull her against me.

My cock is still lodged deep inside her right where it belongs. I’ll give her a few minutes before I’m at it again, but right now, all I’m doing is admiring her curvy body as she catches her breath.

I pull her hair back from her neck and kiss the spot that is destined for our mark. My bear grumbles inside, but he knows he’s lost the battle.

For now.

I will mark her.

Then this little beauty will be bound to me in the strongest way possible.

And just like my Kodiak bear, I can’t fucking wait for that.

Chapter Eight

Mary

I’m sprawled across the bed when I wake up in the morning, but it’s empty. Cameron is gone.

I moan as I stretch out and feel the aching soreness between my legs from all of last night’s incredible activities. It really was amazing.

Cameron is quite the skilled lover and he definitely put on an all-star performance last night. I almost broke my back from arching it so hard.

I slip out of bed and grab the housecoat he left for me folded on the chair. It’s huge, but I slip it on anyway and walk over to the window.

“Wow,” I whisper when I check out the spectacular view. This beats the view from my place in New York which is a small window that looks into a Korean families’ apartment.

It’s overlooking the ranch with farm animals grazing in the fields and the spectacular mountains in the distance. The furthest one has a snowcapped peak.

I have to go explore. I put my clothes from yesterday back on (minus my underwear which has mysteriously disappeared) and head outside for some fresh mountain air.

I don’t know how long I’ll be here, so I have to take advantage of it. I’ll definitely miss it when I’m in the crowded, exhaust-filled streets back in New York.

Horses and goats are wandering around in the distance close to the barn. I walk around the house, checking everything out. There’s a big sprawling porch that wraps around the house and they even have an in-ground pool in the back that looks very inviting.

I nearly scream when a huge creature charges at me from behind. I whip around and gasp when I see a huge dog approaching on giant paws. Is everything with this guy big?

It’s a male Great Dane and he’s white with black spots all over, kind of like a Dalmatian, but more like a cow. His ears are all black and his long thin tail is wagging as he bounces over to me, looking happier than I’ve ever seen a dog look before.

“What’s your name?” I ask as I pet his thick neck. He’s wearing a chain collar with a tag that says Moose. “Moose? Your name is Moose?”