Destined to the Alpha

17

Finally satisfied, my grizzly bear slinks back down and my body returns to its normal human size. We’re both shaking as our orgasms linger.

When I can’t hold myself up any longer, I pull out of her and drop beside her on the bed. She immediately curls up against my side as I pull her to my body. I need a break for a second, but I’m not done with her yet.

It’s not even dinner time and we have all night.

We have the rest of our lives.

Knowing my seed is inside her and making its way to her ripe womb is making me happier than I ever thought possible. I can’t believe I’m not in a dream.

I have my mate in my arms, my mark on her neck, my c*m in her womb, her virginity on my c**k… It doesn’t get better than this.

I only hope it can last…

Westin

Kimberly is watching me from across my dining room table with a happy grin on her beautiful face.

“What?” I ask as a smile forms on my lips as well.

“I just… I don’t know. This is all so unexpected. You’re a big surprise, Westin Wood.”

“A good surprise?”

She nods. We’re eating breakfast and she looks adorable in my huge sweater. I want to get my camera to take a picture and save this moment forever, but I don’t want to leave it either so I just memorize every detail of her.

Her wavy brown hair is a wild mess, but it suits her perfectly. I love how it’s untamed just like her wild heart. She’s cupping her mug of coffee that she drinks with honey. Honey? Who knew? I love learning all of these little details about her. I can’t wait to learn them all.

My mouth waters when I look down at her bare shoulder that’s sticking out of the huge neck hole of my sweater. It just reminds me that she’s not wearing a bra under there…

“You know, you think you have your whole life figured out and then bam, a sexy shifter slams into your life, changing everything.”

I pick up my plate of fourteen eggs and nine slices of toast and stand up.

“Was it something I said?” she asks as she watches me leave the table with a grin on her lips. “Was it the sexy part? Are you feeling objectified? Because I know you are very smart behind that sexy, sexy, incredibly sexy face of yours.”

I laugh as I sit down beside her. “You can objectify me all you want. I just wanted to get closer to your scent.”

“The scent of unwashed hair and unbrushed teeth?” Her eyebrows go up. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

She smells incredible. The natural pheromones coming off her are making me rock hard.

“You smell like s*x,” I tell her. “It’s intoxicating.”

“It’s your fault,” she says as she picks up her toast and bites into it. “You made me do all those filthy things all night.”

“I didn’t hear you complaining.”

She shakes her head. “I couldn’t. I was too busy screaming your name at the top of my lungs.”

I grin as I remember how sexy she looked with her back arched and her eyes squeezed shut as her p***y erupted in one orgasm after another. We only got finished when the sun came up.

She called in sick to work this morning and Debbie laughed, telling her to enjoy her day with me. She knew what was up and didn’t mind a bit. I’ll have to leave her a monstrous tip next time I’m there.

“I feel bad,” she says as a flash of something crosses her face. Arousal maybe? “All the focus was on me.”

“As it should be,” I say in a firm voice.

She shakes her head as she drops her toast, and then drops to her knees.

I suck in a breath and lean back in my chair as her hands slide up my thighs. I’m wearing nothing but pajama pants and a t-shirt.

She licks her lips as my bulge lengthens and hardens into a massive erection. I broke in her p***y last night, but I didn’t get a chance to try out her sexy mouth.

“You’re my man now,” she says with her eyes locked on my d**k. I can already feel the pre-c*m oozing out onto my thigh. I wonder if she’s going to lick it up. “I want to take care of you properly. I want to get a taste of you as well.”

She tugs down my pajama pants and my d**k springs out, hard, thick, and ready for action.

“I made you bacon and eggs, but all you want is my c**k, isn’t that right, baby?”

She licks her lips as she grips my shaft. A bead of pre-c*m spills out and she rubs it all over my swollen head with her thumb. She’s transfixed by it. She can’t take her eyes off my erection.

“You think you know me so well,” she says as she leans forward and tilts my d**k to the side. “But I always prefer sausage over bacon and eggs.”