Bound to the Alpha (Alphas in Heat 1)

“You can tell me the truth,” he says. “I won’t be mad. Were you touching that soft little pussy of yours in my shower?”

How did he know? Was I that loud?

I don’t know how to answer, but I don’t want to lie to him.

“Yes.” The word comes out on its own. I didn’t say it. Something deep inside of me did.

His heated eyes never leave mine. “You don’t ever have to touch yourself again. That’s your mate’s job.”

I can barely talk. “My… mate…?”

He grabs the door with his big hand and yanks it open.

I gasp as I back up into the corner of the shower and try to cover myself. It’s hard with all of my curves and only two tiny hands to cover them all.

His jaw tightens as he gets an eyeful of my big hips.

“You don’t have to hide yourself from me,” he says with a low growl in his voice. “Your body was made for my eyes.”

My mouth opens, but nothing comes out as he steps into the shower fully clothed. The water pours down onto his tight black t-shirt and faded jeans, but he doesn’t seem to notice or if he does, then he doesn’t care in the least.

Our eyes lock on one another as he slowly reaches toward me and takes my wrist.

My whole body is tingling as he gently pulls my hand away from my chest. My naked breasts tumble down and he moans as he looks at them. God, my nipples are so hard. They’re aching from his sexy gaze. He sees how hard they are and he sucks in a breath and holds it in.

I’m the one that removes my hand from where it’s covering my pussy. I want him to see how wet he makes me.

His eyes darken with need as he pulls them away from my naked tits to take a look at the soft curls on my pelvis and throbbing pussy lips underneath.

The water is drenching him. His hair is wet, but somehow it looks even better. The water runs over his face and tempting lips as he stares down at the pussy I kept safe for him.

“Your body is beautiful,” he says in a deep voice that sends tremors aching through me. “I knew my mate would have curves.”

I don’t know why he keeps calling me his mate, but I kind of like it. Almost as much as I like having his eyes on me.

His big hands come up and he cups my wet naked breasts and rubs his thumbs over my nipples, making them even harder. My heart is pounding and I can’t seem to think straight with his eyes and hands on me like this.

“That cry that came out of your sexy lips,” he growls. “Was that you cumming?”

I nod my head up and down as I stare into his dark eyes. “Yes.”

He drops to his knees and I gasp. His shirt and jeans are completely soaked as he stares up at me.

“You’re in my house and any moans that come out of your sexy little mouth are going to be caused by me. Got it?”

I nod.

With his big hands, he grabs my legs, picks me up, and throws my thick thighs over his round shoulders. I can’t breathe. My naked pussy is spread open in front of his face.

He stares at it for a long moment then gives it a soft kiss.

His lips on mine send lightning shooting through my body. I’ve barely recovered when he dives in and devours me.

He doesn’t start slow or tenderly, he eats my pussy like he’s got seconds to live. I cry out even louder than before as his hot glorious tongue moves through my folds and pushes deep into my hole. His lips wrap around my swollen clit and he sucks it mercilessly as my back flattens against the cold tiles and whimpers come flying out of my mouth.

I’m breathing heavily and loving every excruciating moment as I look down at his beautiful body. His wet shirt is plastered to his back and I can see every tight muscle rippling and clenching as he buries his face between my trembling legs.

An orgasm comes rushing forward even faster than before. The scream that rips from my lungs is deafening as my whole body combusts. His grip on my ass tightens and his tongue moves even faster as I coat his relentless mouth with my virgin cream.

The back of my head is pressed against the hard tile and I’m moaning, whimpering, choking out breaths as he keeps going and going and going…

…giving me one hard orgasm after another…

Until I’m putty in his hands…

Chapter Six

Ethan

This little pussy is so fucking sweet. She’s got to be a virgin.

Her body is still shuddering from the last orgasm, but I can’t stop eating her out. I’m not ready to leave and as long as she keeps creaming out this sweet syrup, I’m going to stay here and drink it up.

Her legs are trembling over my shoulders and every so often, her thick thighs clamp around my head when I hit the right spot. My palms are gripping her soft ass cheeks as she makes the sexiest moans and cries imaginable. I’m so fucking hard and every time she moans my name, I nearly cum in my pants like a damn teenager.

The water from the shower has soaked my clothes straight through and I’d take everything off if I could leave this delicious spot even for a second, but I can’t.

I pull my head back just to see how pink her hot little pussy is. “Fuck,” I moan. I didn’t know that shade of pink existed. I run my thumb up her soft folds and then rub her clit in tight circles as I look up at her.

Her ripe young tits are hanging over my head, swaying and bouncing in the most inviting way. Her hard nipples are almost as pink as her wet cunt is and my mouth waters with the need to taste every inch of them. But one thing at a time. Her spread pussy is in front of my face and I’m not ready to move on just yet.

I dip my head back in between her soft thighs and tease her little crease with my tongue. Her fingers slide into my wet hair and she grips it in fistfuls. Another rush of warm juice comes out and I greedily lick it up and spread it over my lips and chin. I want to be tasting her for days. I want to walk around and smell her cunt wherever I go.

Her little trembles turn into violent shakes as I suck on her clit again. Her back arches off the tiles and then slams back onto it as she screams my name. “Fuck, Ethan!” I lick her harder as she flies over the edge, giving me a fresh load of cream. Her warm pussy pulses against my chin as she shakes like she’s having a seizure up there. Her grip on my hair tightens and I think I might be bald by the time we finally leave this shower.

“How many orgasms is that, peaches?” I ask her when the worst of the shaking is over.

She covers her eyes with her hand as she breathes heavily. I’m looking up at her, but my eyes keep going to her voluptuous tits that bounce up and down with every heavy breath.

“I don’t know,” she answers in gasps and moans. “Four? Five? They’re just blurring into one now…”

Only five? I can do a little better than that.

I’ve never done anything like this before. I’m a thirty-six-year-old virgin, by choice. I could have had loads of women throughout the years. I’ve had numbers and hotel rooms shoved in my hands, I’ve had women throw themselves at me and whisper the nastiest things in my ears. I’ve even woke up to a naked woman in my room, but I told her what I told all of the others: I’m not interested. I was never interested in anyone but my mate.

No other woman turned me on, so it wasn’t hard to say no. They didn’t tempt me at all. Sure, I thought they were pretty, some even sexy, but that didn’t mean I wanted them.

I only wanted her.

My mate.

Chloe.

I didn’t know her at the time, but she was the only girl who got me going. I’d lay awake at night and touch myself, thinking about how her pussy would feel on my mouth and clamped down around my cock. I’m happy to say it feels even better than how I imagined it.

“How about we go for double digits?” I ask her with a grin. “Although, you taste so fucking good, peaches. I don’t know if I’ll be able to stop at ten. We might have to go for triple digits.”

I return to where I belong between her legs and give her long soft strokes of my tongue as my cock burns. My dick is so hard th

at it’s unbearable.

With one hand on her ass holding her up, I reach down and fumble with my zipper. My dick is so long and hard that it takes a minute for me to pull it out. And when I do, it’s a mess. I’m covered in so much pre-cum that it looks like I came all over myself.

My little peaches’ moans have turned into whimpers as I wrap my hand around my thick cream-covered shaft and start stroking.

It doesn’t take long for me to go off. My balls tighten up, ready to explode as I stroke my big throbbing cock harder.

When it comes, it comes hard. I pull back from her cunt, grit my teeth, and let out a savage roar as I cum all over the shower floor.

The carnal sound sets Chloe off and she cums too. The intensity of both of us cumming rocks me to my core and my head drops back in bliss. The warm water from the shower is spraying on my face and I’ve never been happier than in this moment.

My huge load runs down the drain, but my cock is still rock hard and ready to fuck. Cumming doesn’t do anything to relieve the intense need that I’m feeling. It just makes it worse.

Inside, my grizzly bear rumbles in disapproval. He was silent this whole time, finally happy with my actions, but he doesn’t like or understand why my load is down the drain and not deep in her pussy and traveling to her womb right now. He starts huffing out angry breaths as he begins pacing around again. I’m going to pay for this over the next few hours, but right now I just try to ignore him and enjoy the feeling of my naked girl on top of me.

“Ethan…” she moans as her eyes close. “I can’t…”

She looks spent. Exhausted. She’d fall down and collapse onto the tiles if I wasn’t holding her up.

I don’t want to stop, but my girl is done. We have all night to continue. Hell, we have our entire lives to pick up and continue from here.