Alpha Possessed (The Dixon Brothers 1)

“Is that true?” Jacob asks. “You’re not going to run the article?”

“I’m not doing anything that’s going to hurt you guys,” I promise. “The article is done. You can keep that part of you in the past.”

“It’s not in the past any longer,” Easton says with a shake of his head. “Burton is alive…”

“He’s going to come for us,” Roman says, looking uneasy.

“And we’ll be ready for him,” Cameron answers in a confident tone. “We’ll defeat him along with any of those mangy wolves that tag along.”

“I’m sorry that I’m the cause of all this,” I say, feeling awful.

Jacob shakes his head. “You had no idea what you were stepping into, Mary. We’re just glad that we were here to help keep you safe and we’re all glad that you’re here for our brother.”

“Really?” I ask as my cheeks start to blush.

He nods and then waves for Easton and Roman to follow him inside.

They both smile as they leave.

Cameron walks over and wraps his arms around me.

“Thank you for saving me,” I whisper.

“That’s what I’m here for.” He kisses my forehead. “What’s going to happen if you don’t turn in your story?”

“I’ll lose my job,” I answer with a sad laugh. “I’ll be homeless with nowhere to stay. What do you think about that?”

He grins as his arms tighten around me. “You’re staying with me.”

“I won’t argue with that anymore.”

“That makes me so happy to hear,” he says as he looks at me with so much love that I fear my heart will explode. “I just want to keep you safe and make you happy. What can I do to make you happy?”

“One thing,” I say with a smile. “I’d love a hot shower.”

Chapter Ten

Mary

I’m in heaven as the warm water washes over me. I swear this is the best shower in the history of plumbing.

I rest my forehead on the cold tiles and watch as the sweat and dirt washes off my flushed skin and circles around the drain.

I’m safe now. I’m safe and at home where I belong.

New York City is going to remain in my rearview mirror and Montana is the place I’m going to stay and raise a family with Cameron.

He’s proven to me that he’s all in and now, so am I.

My head whips around when the door opens and Cameron comes storming in. His body is flexed tight all over and his face looks strained, like he’s barely hanging on.

I slide open the glass shower door and stick my head out. “Are you okay?”

His breathing is harsh and choppy. His eyes are almost a golden color as he yanks off his shirt.

“Cameron,” I say, feeling my heart sink. “What’s wrong with you? You seem so tense.”

“My bear,” he growls in a coarse voice I’ve never heard before. “He wants his mark on you.”

My hand flies up to the tingling spot on my neck. I’ve been feeling like something was missing and now I know it’s his mark. The spot is tingling more than ever.

He runs his hand through his hair and balls it up in a fist. “After seeing those shifters around you,” he growls in that bristly voice. “It’s like he’s possessed. I can’t hold him back for much longer.”

His face is twisted up in agony. I swallow hard when I see how big he is. He’s much larger than normal. His arms look huge.

“Do what you have to do,” I tell him as my heart pounds. “I’m your mate. I can take it.”

He yanks off his pants and underwear and I gulp when I see his thick towering cock standing straight up.

Was it that big last night?

I step back as he grabs the shower door, slides it open, and steps inside. His huge frame blocks almost all the water as he towers over me.

“Do it,” I beg as he looks down at me with those sexy golden eyes. “Put your mark on me.”

He’s not soft and gentle like he was this afternoon. He’s rough and wild, grunting like a savage beast as he grabs me with his strong hands and yanks me around.

I gasp as my hands hit the tiles. I’m already so wet. I’ve never been more turned on in my life.

He gave me what I needed last night, but now, it’s my turn to give him what he desperately needs. My body is his to do what he pleases with.

He grabs my ass cheek and lifts it up as I feel the head of his hard cock press against my hole.

“Oh fuck,” I scream as he thrusts deep inside with one hard pump of his hips.

He shifts me around until I’m pressed against the glass door. He’s not taking his time or worried about breaking me in. He’s fucking me hard and fast, thrusting in and out like a feral monster. It feels so good.