Chosen By The Alpha (Paranormal BBW Werewolf Erotic Romance) (3 page)

The cool air and the touch of a soft breeze on my bare skin made me shiver as goosebumps appeared all over me. The Alpha took note, drawing me close to him again. His warmth overwhelmed me, hard and animal and something protective about it, too. I noticed with a shock that he had somehow removed was what left of his clothing in the move, and I was now held firmly against his rock hard cock, out here in the wilderness, under the light of the pale moon rising in the sky.

“Lay down, my mate,” he asked, running a hand through my hair. “It is time.”

I gulped back whatever fear and apprehension I had left as he helped me lay down on a cool, soft bed of clover. It wasn’t itchy as I thought it would be. Just soft and comforting, like a plush green bed. I could see all the stars from here; they twinkled down from above, watching our sensual dance as the moon rose ever higher in the sky.

The Alpha was over me now, his muscular, tan frame blocking my view of the stars above.
He was my moon and stars now,
I realized with a smile.

As he lowered himself onto me, I was enveloped by his warmth and spikes of desire as he kissed my neck and chest lovingly, toying with a nipple in one hand while another remained tangled in my hair. I moaned into him, my hips raising to press against his firm manhood.

"Please," I breathed as he worked a torturous trail along my chest and down over the curves of my stomach and hips.

"So eager," he mused, smirking a little at me as he continued his path with fingers and lips and tongue. At last they converged on the wetness between my thighs, and I sighed and squealed in delight as he pressed a finger into me. I thought his warm strong finger would feel foreign inside of me, but it felt so RIGHT. His lips lowered onto my most sensitive button, lapping at it lightly, ever so gently. The flames of my desire could not be fanned; I bucked and moaned beneath him.

The Alpha moved downward to lap at my crease, his long agile tongue working wonders on my body as I groaned with delight under him. This was perfect ecstasy, being at the mercy of this man.
But he was no man…
I reminded myself with a thrill and a bit of fear. I reached down to wrap my fingers through his hair and he continued with gusto, clearly loving the touch of my fingers on his scalp.

When finally he came up for air, he had the biggest smile on his face. I'd never seen someone so satisfied with themselves before. He looked up for only a moment, winked, then dove back in to continue the barrage, catching me off guard as I squealed with pleasure. As he continued his work on my pussy he began to increase in both rhythm and enthusiasm, his mouth and fingers seeming to be everywhere at once. He fit one finger into my wet chasm, then two, then three. I gasped to feel his hot skin stretching me open, and when he began to gently stroke my g-spot from inside of me, I lost it. Waves of crushing orgasm rolled over me as I shook all over from head to foot. My mind wiped clear of all else but the sensations he was giving me, and I clung to his body for dear life.

The Alpha rose back up to look at me against and laid down against me, our bare chests touching. It felt so protective to have him there holding me. I closed my eyes and sighed into him.

"We're not done yet," he growled as he noticed me getting a bit too comfortable, then with a swift strong movement, flipped me over so that my backside was exposed to him. I buried my face in the clover, wondering what would happen next, anticipating the feel of his cock inside of me.

"On your knees," he commanded, and I had no choice but to obey. My body was strangely sore for some reason, and it felt alive with desire as well, every pore aching for his touch, for his pleasure. I struggled myself on to my knees, leaning forward and presenting myself to him.
Almost like...an animal
, I realized.

"That's right, sweetling," he grinned, smacking me on the ass once for good measure. I called out at the sudden spike of pain, but I wiggled my ass at him even more, desperate for him to fill me.

“Please,” I breathed, not sure how much longer I could endure the torturous pleasure overcoming me.

“What’s that?” he called, clearly teasing me, wanting to make me beg for it.

I squeezed my eyes shut, drawing in a deep shaky breath and feeling the cool nighttime air rush against my exposed mound. “I said…” This time a little louder, my voice still cracking, “Please.”

“You asked for it baby,” he quipped, grabbing my ass roughly and the round curve of my hip with the other hand. Using them as handles for his hands, he pulled me on to his erect cock in one smooth motion, effectively impaling my body against his. I cried out in sudden release as his cock speared through my folds, his length and girth feeling me completely with an intimate warmth I hadn’t known existed.

I’d had sex before, sure, but nothing like this. It was like his cock lit me on fire from within with each thrust, his hard hands pulling me in and out of him in a quick lustful rhythm. He grunted in an animalistic fashion with each time he drove home, driving me wild to hear the sounds of his pleasure. I joined in, backing up onto him with as much force as I could muster each time he pulled my hips toward him, both our bodies rocking together in unity. The friction of him between my folds was a luscious gift, one I intended to treasure forever. My hands gripped the clover on the ground to hold me steady as I tore up chunks of ground in the midst of our passion. I moaned out with wild abandon as his final thrust took him deeper than ever before, jamming into me until I didn’t think a single centimeter of pink pouty muscle was left to be filled. He called out my name as he came, holding me to him with a vice like grip as his cock pulsed hot seed into me, filling my gaping hole and consummating our mating completely.

“Tina?” He asked me, his recovering cock still inside me as he came back down from his orgasm. Both our bodies were sweaty and spent, and his voice was calmer now, gentler.

“Yes?” I asked him, straining to turn around and look at him.

“That was...beyond words. Did you feel it?”

I smiled, nodding. “Yes. Does this mean we are mates now?”

He slowly pulled out of me, choosing to cradle me close on the clover beneath us instead. “Now and forever, my love. I feel so much stronger now, Tina. I can’t explain it. It’s as if all the old stories were true.”

“The energies of two bodies into one…” I whispered, realizing. “Does this mean you can take back your homeland now?”

“It means,” he said, nuzzling into my neck and holding me close. “That we’re in this together. You and me, Tina. We’ll make this right.”

I smiled, feeling awash with a glowing pride. I was finally
part
of something. “What do we do now?” I asked, turning to face him.

“First,” he said, eyeing my exposed body laying in the cool grass, “We get some clothes back on. And then,” he added, tousling
 my hair, “We’ve got some work to do.”

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