Drawn to the Alpha

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“Carter,” I whisper as I go to him. “Are you okay?”

He turns his head to hide his face, but I don’t want him to hide from me. He’s my mate and I want to see all of him, the good and the monstrous.

I rush over and open the shower door. He slinks away from me, but then seems to settle a little when I touch his jacked shoulder. It looks and feels like it’s twice the size as normal.

“What’s going on?” I whisper in the most soothing voice I can.

He turns to me and the anguish on his face breaks my heart. “My bear…” he says in a low shaky voice that’s full of distress and suffering. I just want to wrap my arms around him and take his pain away, but he keeps flinching away from me whenever I try to get close.

“What about your bear?” I whisper softly to him. “Is he sick?”

“He wants you so badly it’s breaking me,” he says after taking a deep breath. He looks into my eyes and the amber color is back for the moment.

“But he has me,” I say as I take his big wet hand and squeeze it. “You have me. I’m all yours. I’m your mate.”

“Our mark isn’t on your neck yet,” he says as his heated eyes drop to my throat. “I was trying to wait… I didn’t want to hurt you…”

“He wants to bite my neck?” I ask as I lean in closer to him. I should be terrified and running away right now. Any smart female would. But there’s something deep within me that wants it. That’s craving his teeth to sink into my tingling neck. I want him to mark me. I want to be his in every way possible.

“What do you want?” I ask him as I slide my hand up his wet arm and over his round tattooed shoulder. He reaches up, turns off the shower, and climbs out onto the bathmat beside me.

“I want every man to know that you’re mine,” he says as his eyes flash darker. It sends my heart racing and heat rushing down between my legs. It’s selfish and cruel, but I love that he’s torn apart like this for me. It shows how much I mean to him.

“I want you to be mine in every way possible,” he continues in his dark dominant voice as he stares at me with possessive eyes. “I want you bound to me and cuffed to my side. I’m a selfish bastard, Aubrey. I’m not going to pretend otherwise. I need you in every way—mental, physical, spiritual—and my bear needs the same.”

“It’s what I want too,” I tell him as I lean in and hover my lips over his. “I want you to take what you need. What your bear needs. Claim me, Carter. In every way possible.”

He lunges on me with a fierce hunger that takes me by surprise. His lips land on mine hard and his tongue thrusts into my mouth, claiming it with an urgency that shakes me to my core.

I’m panting and so wet as he rips his mouth away from mine and kisses me all over with a savage force that will leave bruises on my tender skin.

“Take me,” I urge him, goading him on as he grabs at my clothes and starts ripping them off. My shirt comes off in shreds as his low rumbling growls penetrate my writhing body and make me even wetter.

He yanks down my bra and my big breasts spill out as his hand goes down to my yoga pants. His mouth latches onto my hard n*****s—licking, sucking, and nibbling on them as my hands slide over his hot wet skin.

I’m even more turned on than the first time. The savage beast is out of control and the primal way he’s acting hits something deep in me that I didn’t know existed.

His throbbing erection presses against my thigh and I gasp at how hard he is. The hunger to have it back inside me is crippling. It’s all I can think about.

“Mark me, Carter,” I moan as he thrusts his hand into my pants and underwear. He shoves his fingers into my sopping wet hole and I arch my back and cry out in pleasure. His fingers feel so good, but I want his c**k. I want to feel it thrusting in deep as he fills me with his hot c*m.

“Carter,” I moan as I dig my fingernails into his back and scratch them down to tempt the beast. “Do it. f**k me, Carter. f**k your mate.”

He suddenly leans up and looks down at me with his eyes flashing a bright golden color that sends jolts of excitement straight to my c**t. It’s a primal look. A territorial look that tells me I’m his now and I no longer have a say in the matter.

His shoulders start to swell and his teeth grow to the point where they’re pushing out against his upper lip, making him look like a wild animal.

He grabs the crotch of my pants and rips everything clean off until I’m wearing nothing but tattered cloth that’s hooked around my ankles. Lustful growls and snarls keep rumbling out of his big heaving chest as he looks down.

My p***y is wet and willing and completely exposed to him. He grabs his hard c**k and shoves it in me with one hard thrust. I scream out in bliss as I feel him stretch and fill me with every inch of his massive d**k. He hits me so deep and he doesn’t take it slow like last time. He’s f*****g me hard and fast, savagely pounding my p***y with his big c**k as he hovers over me, his body growing unusually large.

I can feel his grizzly bear hovering at the surface, and knowing that he could phase at any moment is the biggest aphrodisiac there is. He’s so powerful. He’s so dangerous. I love how tiny and helpless I feel in his arms, but at the same time knowing he would never do anything to hurt me.

I love this man to my core and I want to be his in every way possible.

“Mark me,” I urge him as he rocks my body with every powerful thrust.

I submit to him fully as I turn my head and expose my neck for his taking. He growls as his big teeth come forward.

This time he won’t hold back. I can tell he’s reached his limit of restraining himself when it comes to me. That’s okay. I don’t want him to take it easy on me anymore. I want him to show me what it really means to be mated to a bear shifter.