The Alpha's Toy (The Alpha Shifter)

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What would she do? Zeke didn’t know if he’d pushed too far. She was begging him. His wolf was pushing against the walls of their bodies ready to mate. He knew without a shadow of a doubt that Mary was the woman he’d bitten. The one woman he was supposed to be with for the rest of his life. She was his mate. His father had confirmed it after their time together in the study.

Holding himself off her, Zeke waited.

What would it take for her to give herself to him?

You were the one who made her a toy.

He couldn’t take back that moment. Zeke knew he wouldn’t have felt her in his arms if he hadn’t thrown out the ultimatum. He didn’t know what he would have done when he got to her that night. There was no way he would have killed her. Did she even realize the power she had over him? Dani had the same kind of power over Roger. Mates were bound to follow each other. It was a blessing and a curse within equal measure.

“Please, Zeke, make love to me. Fuck me, give me everything.” She begged him over and over again. Putting his hands on her hips, he pulled out of her tight heat until only the tip of his shaft remained inside. Staring into her eyes, Zeke felt himself fall. Mary was the love of his life. He knew part of his feelings was down to their mated wolves, but the other part was down to what he knew about Mary already. She was beautiful, stunning, perfect for him. Max and Jane loved her. His father loved her, and he knew his mother would feel the same way as well.

Tightening his grip he plunged inside her. Mary screamed as he fucked her hard and fast never letting up.

“Touch yourself,” he said, slamming inside her.

She ran her hand down her body. He loved seeing the way her fingers caressed over her full breasts, which were bouncing with every one of his thrusts. When she started to touch her sweet bud he was ready to explode.

Harder and harder he thrust inside her, pushing as deep as he could.

“Yes, yes,” she said, screaming the word out. Her feet dug into his back, and Zeke truly felt like he’d finally gone to heaven. Feeling the difference inside her was breathtaking. She was no longer a scared or shy little virgin but a woman intent on getting her pleasure.

Within seconds she climaxed around him sending him over the edge with her tight cunt pulsing around him, drawing him in.

Growling, Zeke tensed as he felt his hands change around hers holding her down. She cried out, and before he could stop himself, he lunged for her throat tearing his mark deep into her core.

Her orgasm continued on giving him drive even as she tensed around him. He poured his scent into her core and the bite never wanting to let go. She was his woman, and even though he knew he should wait, he couldn’t bring himself to wait.

Claiming her was the only way he was going to be able to carry on for the next month. There was no way he could leave without her.

When he’d taken his fill, Zeke retracted from her neck only to panic. She lay slumped in the bed. Looking at the bite mark he saw no problem. He’d not affected the major artery.

“Mary?” He shook her hoping she would respond to him. “Mary.”

Pressing a hand to her neck, he felt her pulse was weak but there.

Jumping out of bed, he grabbed his phone dialing his father’s number. He couldn’t remember a single thing he said, but by the time he hung up his father and the doctor for the packs was on their way. Wrapping a robe around his body, he draped the blanket over her body checking to make sure she was still alive.

Pressing his head toward her stomach he sensed the life growing inside her. Shit, he’d never given any consideration to her condition. Feeling more like a bastard with every passing minute, he was desperate to hear the sound of the knock.

When the door finally banged he ran down the long hall and through the sitting room to find his father stood with his mother and the doctor, James.

“Come on, come through,” he said.

Part of him was embarrassed for his mother to see his woman just after he’d made love to her.

“What happened?” James asked, putting his case down on the bed.

His mother, Helen, gasped and rushed to Mary’s side. He was pleased she seemed genuinely concerned.

“I was making love, and the need to claim her overtook everything else.”