Ruined: Loving An Alpha Male: BWWM Romance (22 page)

“Did you guys kiss and make up?” Alex asked me.

Max slowly moved down my body until her feet met the floor.

I said while looking at Max, “Yup, and we’re going to go have mind-blowing make-up sex until she fucking blacks out.”

Roland and Alex cracked up, and we shook. I told Roland to stay safe and, if he gets back in time, to come to the fight. He nodded at me.

“You know I haven’t seen you in fight mode in a while. I’ll definitely be there.”

We said goodbye to everyone at the table, including Candy and her friends. Candy gave me these “fuck me, not her” eyes, but I ignored her. I was too busy looking at Devin ogle Max’s ass as she hugged Alex and Roland. I didn’t let her hug Devin, and I didn’t make it a secret that I didn’t want him touching her as I pulled her away from him. She looked at me frowning, but I didn’t give a fuck. I dared Devin to say shit. He didn’t. He just put his arm around Candy like that would do something.

I smirked at him, giving him a look that told him she was no comparison to what I had on my arm. What made everyone take notice was how my girl reached up and slowly traveled her tongue up my neck to my ear in a way that always turns me the fuck on, stating her claim me. His mouth, of course, dropped open, and I simply smiled at Devin.

When we finally got to the hotel room, I didn’t let her get as far as the front door. I slammed my body against hers and slammed us both against the wall. I went on attack mode and moved my hands all over her body. She moaned in my ear, and I couldn’t get her clothes off fast enough. I needed to be inside her, so I snatched her pants off and first attacked her with my fingers.

She moaned with pleasure through the hard kisses I rained down on her lips.

“I missed you so fucking much, baby. Damn, this pussy feels good as fuck. Tell me this is mine.”

I moved my two fingers in and out of her in a rhythm that I knew would bring her over the edge.

She started panting, and I repeated, “Tell me.”

I sucked on her neck, and I felt her walls tightening around my fingers. I palmed her sex and rubbed her clit while I continued to thrust in and out of her.

“I’m yours, Mason; all yours,” she screamed as her orgasm rocked her body.

“Shit, baby
.
You feel so fucking good.”

I didn’t stop my assault on her, and another orgasm followed quickly, making her legs buckle. I held her tight against me, as she came over and over on my hand.

When I removed my fingers, our eyes met and she licked her lips that hot way I love and pushed me against the opposite wall. She went to work on my belt. In seconds, my pants were at my ankles, and she released the beast between my legs. She dropped to her knees in front of me, and then started licking the tip of my dick. I just laid my head against the wall and closed my eyes.

“Do you like this, baby?” she said to me.

It was all I could do to say coherently, “Fuck, yes!”

Max and I have had drunken hot sex before, but drunken hot make-up sex was even fucking better. I was exhausted by the time we finally closed our eyes, hoping I could get maybe a couple of hours of sleep before I had to go to the gym. Lou is going to fucking kill me. But as I felt Max’s unbelievable body snuggle closer to me, I knew it was worth it.

She
was worth it.

I kissed the top of her head.

“I love you, Allura.”

“I love you too, baby. Please no more skank whores putting their tongue in your ear.”

I chuckled. “Only tongue allowed on any part of my body is yours. No more skank whores.
Ever
.”

After my workouts, I try and spend as much time with Maxine as I can. This was also the time I realized I was completely pussy-whipped and jealous as hell. After our great make-up sex adventure, I knew I would get shit for being slow. That was exactly what happened. Lou put me through hell all morning and evening. I felt like shit, and all I wanted to do was get into the water. I called Max to meet me out there, and I went swimming in the ocean.

I had no problems swimming with the fish. I’ve done it multiple times in the Navy, and I knew how to handle the swells and underwater currents that could become a problem for anyone else. The incident that made me realize I was up the fucking creek was when I emerged from the water and headed to my towel and bag. The beach was packed with a bunch of beautiful bodies getting sun or throwing a Frisbee or football. I even saw a group playing volleyball too. I happened to look over toward the hotel wondering what was taking Max so long when I saw her coming toward me. She was in a white two piece bathing suit that had my mouth watering. The top barely covered her breasts in my opinion, and the bottoms were so low on her hip you could see her entire shapely and flat stomach. Her body was amazing, and now everyone on this beach was privy to what I long to wake up to every morning.

She looked around until her eyes fell on mine and smiled. She threw her sunglasses on her eyes and walked purposefully towards me swaying her hips and pulling every pair of eyes directly to her. Of course, I started to feel possessive and angry as I watched a few guys yell shit to her I didn’t hear, but by the way she smiled I knew it would be something I didn’t like.

Fuck! I walked toward her and as I got close I also saw some schmuck make his move.

“Hey, baby, where your fine sexy ass going?”

I looked over and found this tall, fat fuck with a toothy smile and beady eyes. I was about to lose my fucking mind when I saw him reach his meaty hands to her waist.

“Touch her and guaranteed you’ll lose that meaty hand.”

His head swiveled in my direction and as I got closer. I noticed he had two of his buddies also sporting huge bellies, shorts, with no shirt.

“I don’t see a ring on her finger.”

The ass had the nerve to start walking toward me. I knew Lou would be pissed at me because I was about to be thrown out of the tournament, but I didn’t give a fuck.

“Hey baby.”

Maxine walked up close to me and kissed me on my neck. She entangled her fingers through mine. I was trying to concentrate on my anger, but her breasts kept rubbing up against my bare chest, which was turning me on.

She then put our hands on the swell of her ass and left my hand there while she wrapped her arms around my neck. ‘Well hell,’ I finally moved my eyes off the three fat pigs onto the sexy ass woman in front of me.

“You know you can’t risk getting kicked out of the tournaments this weekend.”

She smiled at me and began rubbing my face. I mumbled an okay, but I saw a movement coming from my left, and I instantly became alert.

“That’s him! I told you it was.”

This tall, lanky guy came up to me with a t-shirt that had the MMA Eastern Conference logo on it. Two other guys came up next to him, all with wide eyes. I relaxed slightly but still kept my quarries in sight.

Well, hell, it’s not like I could miss them anyway.

“Mr. Reaper, my buddies and I were wondering if we could get a picture with you.”

I looked over at Max. I wasn’t sure if it was against any regulations or something, but when she nodded and stepped back, I looked sternly at the trio.

“What’s your name?” I asked.

“My-my-my name is Tim, and this is Jared and Lock. Man, we are huge fans of yours. We’ve been following your fights online and saw how you took down everyone, especially Trip. He is such an asshole.”

The three frowned. I smiled for the first time that day.

“Well, it’s always nice to meet fans.” I shook hands with all three and posed for pictures with each of them. “You guys heading to the fight?”

“Naw, we couldn’t get tickets. But Lock has a huge TV in his basement, so we’re going to watch from there,” Tim told me pointing to Lock.

I could see the disappointment in their eyes. MMA seemed to be their lives, and I wished I could get them tickets. Max, reading my mind, stepped up and took out her phone.

“Hi, Tim, why don’t you give me your number, and I’ll get you some seats for the fights all three nights.”

“Are you fucking serious?” Tim said incredulously.

“Hey,” I scolded, and they instantly stepped back.

“Sorry, Reap,” they said in unison.

I looked over at Max, and she was smiling. Tim gave her his number, and she promised to call him in a few days to get their info so will-call could hold their seats.

“Man, good luck, Reap. We know you’re going to kick some ass this weekend,” Tim replied excitedly.

“Yeah, you don’t have anyone to worry about. Well, except for like three. But other than that…” Lock added.

I raised my eyebrows in piqued interest. I researched and watched the tape on all the fighters I would face, and I had identified at least five that would give me problems. It was interesting to see which they thought would be my nemesis.

“So who do you think I need to look out for?”

The three got animated quickly and looked at each other.

Tim spoke up, “Aw man, there’s the Enforcer from North Carolina. There’s Viper, Maniac…”

“Maniac. Right. From Connecticut,” Jared added.

I listened as they named about seven fighters that they thought were good. I only agreed with three of the names. They were quick on their feet and had excellent ground game. They could get their opponent down really quickly if you let them. I stopped the boys.

“Whoa, I get the hint guys. Thanks for the information.”

“No problem, Mr. Reap,” they said in unison.

I leaned into Maxine and whispered in her ear, “I really want to go back to the room and see how quickly I could get you out of your bathing suit.”

She just smiled at me and spoke to the guys.

“I think the only two fighters Reap has to be concerned with are the Enforcer and Jake the Snake.”

The three guys nodded solemnly. I looked at them.

“Yeah, and why is that?”

“Well, for one, they both are big as hell,” Tim said

“Yeah, and they love the theatrics,” Jared added.

“Theatrics?” I asked, wondering what the hell I was going to see come Friday night.

“The Enforcer loves to come to the cage with an entourage of half-naked women. He moves around the cage grabbing it and climbing up while yelling at the crowd. He definitely uses the cage to his advantage. He is an ex-wrestler, so he likes to fight up close and grab you. Man, once he gets on you, its lights out.”

I remembered that tidbit of information when I watched the tape on him. I had no intention of going toe to toe with that goon. There are ways to bring a man down of any size, and I intended to make sure he goes down hard.

We said our goodbyes to the trio, forgetting the fat dudes, and headed back out to the towels I had set out for us. We stayed out there for a while, enjoying the weather and scenery. We even took a stroll up and down the beach before I couldn’t take it anymore. I was beginning to become inappropriate with my touching, and I couldn’t wait any longer to put my tongue all over her body.

The days leading up to the first day of the tournaments were spent working with Lou and Alex at a gym they found ten minutes from the hotel. We worked on my floor game mostly, as Lou knew that was going to be my toughest challenge. I had no problem with everything else and, really, I had no problem submitting someone. What he wanted me to brush up on is getting out of any and all types of holds, and quickly turning the tides to inflict my will on any opponent. We’d been working on my floor game a few weeks before we left for Florida, and I think I’m good. But hell, you never know.

For the remainder of the week, this was my schedule: work out and spend all my time attached to Max. When I was done working out, I would go back to the room to shower, rest, and eat. Then I was all hers for the night. We went to dinner with Alex and his flavor of the moment. Then we spent time walking the strip or taking a midnight cruise along the Miami coast—just the two of us.

On the night before the tournament began, we were cruising on a prestige sixty-foot cruiser yacht that I rented for a few hours. We were watching the stars go by as she lay in my arms. She wore a stunning yellow dress that crossed in front of her chest and left the back out. The skirt part of the dress was long, with a slit riding up her leg. She looked breathtaking, and I couldn’t keep her out of my sight. I couldn’t keep my hands off her either, which was becoming a habit of mine. We had dinner out here among the stars as I tried to romance the pants—or the dress—off her. We’ve only been out here for about two hours and had two more to go. I really was hoping we could retire down to the room and fulfill one of my fantasies I’ve been thinking about lately.

“Mason.”

“Yes.”

I stroked her arm, as she rested her head and part of her bare back against me.

“Have you ever been in love? Besides with me, of course.”

I closed my eyes. “Baby, I said before, you’re the only woman I’ve ever been able to think about spending a happy and satisfying life with.”

She sat up and looked at me. “Come on, Mace. There wasn’t anyone that maybe came close?”