Read The Werewolf Mega-Bundle 2 (Ten BBW Paranormal Erotic Romance Stories) Online
Authors: Mia Harris
“You’re incorrigible,” he growled. “I should fire you for your behavior. But instead…”
His sentence trailed off as he moved his hand back down between her legs, pressing his warm lips to hers again as he did so. His mouth took firm control of hers again as they kissed, and his hand trailed up and down her warm slit, sending little ripples of pleasure through Maya’s body. Desperately wanting him to touch her more, she moaned into his mouth, and he broke away.
“You really do want me, don’t you?” he murmured, locating the throbbing bud of her clitoris and stroking the pad of his thumb over it with delicate precision, coaxing and teasing it out until it was a hard little nub. “You want me to slide my big cock into you and fuck you until you can’t walk. Is that it?”
“Yes,” she replied.
Until tonight, she had never realized how much she liked being controlled and dominated, but Mr. Lucas was quickly introducing her to his world of submission and sweet torture. The pad of his thumb continued to stroke over her clitoris, and every never ending seemed to be on fire as she whined in frustration.
“Beg for it,” he demanded, suddenly pulling his hand away.
Maya dropped her gaze to the ground, still embarrassed despite being almost completely naked in an alleyway with the man who owned half the city.
If anyone saw us… god, imagine what the gossip columns would say!
“If you aren’t willing to beg your master for what you want, then I suppose you don’t really want it that much,” he growled, the light in his eyes beginning to dim. “I’ll escort you home safely, and then you can go to bed and…”
“No!” she cried, interrupting him.
He flashed her a wolfish smirk and waited for her to continue. The threat of him leaving her unsatisfied overrode her shame, filling her with a new sense of confidence, and with her face now burning almost as much as the reddened skin of her tender, spanked ass, Maya looked straight into his amber eyes and spoke.
“Please, Mr. Lucas. I want you to fuck me. Hard, and however you want me. I’ll do anything you ask of me,” she said. “Please!”
“That’s better,” he said, his eyes lighting up with arousal again. “See? That wasn’t so hard.”
With that, he scooped her up in his strong arms and pushed her back up against the wall. Maya didn’t even care about the freezing bricks that were touching her as she wrapped her legs around his back. All that she cared about now was having the werewolf billionaire inside her, stretching her and filling her up with everything he had.
Mr. Lucas guided his cock between her thighs so that it was pressing right up to her soaking-wet entrance, and she moaned wantonly.
“Please, Mr. Lucas. Fuck me now!”
He growled and pressed himself inside her in one quick thrust, and Maya gasped and sighed with delight as she felt him filling her up in a way that she had never felt. His cock felt as if it were stretching her as wide she would go, and she watched his jaw clench as he held onto her ass with his muscular arms, bouncing her up and down on him like her weight was nothing to him.
As he pounded into her, deeper and faster with each thrust, Maya reached down between their bodies and stroked her finger over her wet clitoris, gasping as she felt the first stirrings of an orgasm deep within her belly.
“That’s right,” Mr. Lucas grunted. “Come for me. Now!”
He continued to slam himself in and out of her before leaning his head down and biting her neck, hard. Maya moved her hand away, allowing his hips and groin to rub up against hers, stimulating her pulsing clitoris until she almost couldn’t bear it any longer.
Her toes curled behind his back as her world exploded into pleasure, and she swore that she could see stars and fireworks as the waves crashed over her, sweeping her over the cliff of her first orgasm.
Mr. Lucas began to groan as he slammed into her, and his eyes burned the brightest yellow that Maya had seen yet. Orgasmic aftershocks continued to ripple through her body, and she cried out, desperately needing more.
“Don’t worry, little girl. I’m not done yet,” he growled, pulling out of her and setting her down on the ground. “Get on your hands and knees.”
“Yes, Mr. Lucas,” she said breathlessly, crouching on the cardboard and arching her back, looking over her shoulder at him as he crouched behind her.
He rubbed the bulbous head of his cock up and down her wet slit, teasing her until she felt as if she might go crazy, and she begged him to continue what he had been doing.
“Please, Mr. Lucas. Fuck me like the alpha wolf you are!”
Her words seemed to inflame an even wilder passion in him, and he plunged himself back inside her in one swift movement, gripping her rounded hips and holding them both steady as he slid in and out of her warm tightness.
Maya reached between her legs and furiously rubbed her hard clitoris, desperate to come again as he slammed into her from behind with wild abandon. She had never experienced so much pleasure in one night, and the fact that it was a werewolf giving it to her made it that much more intense. They were the enemy, and letting one take her and fuck her from behind was akin to treason, despite how completely and utterly seductive they were.
As her second orgasm crashed over her, her eyes nearly rolled back in her head with pleasure, and she wondered if anyone in the area could hear her moans and screams of delight.
Mr. Lucas continued to pound her with a seemingly insatiable animal lust, and she soon felt another powerful orgasm building deep within her core.
“Oh god, I’m going to come again!” she cried.
“Good. Come for me, now!” he growled from behind her, reaching around with one hand and rolling one of her stiff nipples in between his thumb and fingers.
The wild waves of warmth swept her over the edge again, and Maya screamed and gasped with ecstasy, never wanting the fireworks to stop. Her body was on fire, and she wanted to explode just one more time before her werewolf boss was overtaken by his own pleasure.
Before she could come again, Mr. Lucas let out a loud groan and pushed inside her wet tightness one more time before spurting his seed deep inside her and pulling out. Whimpering, Maya rubbed her clitoris, desperate to come again, but it was of no use. She couldn’t seem to do it without his thick cock stretching her, and she heard him laugh softly.
“Put your clothes back on. I’ll escort you home. Stop looking so disappointed. There’s always next time,” he growled.
“Next time?” she said.
“Yes, my little assistant. You’ll get what you need tomorrow night when you finish work. I’m going to fuck you again until you’re begging for me to come. Is that what you want?”
“Yes, Mr. Lucas,” she said breathlessly as she slid her underwear back on.
“Good,” he said. “If you keep up this sort of behavior, then there might be a promotion in it for you.”
He slid an arm around her to keep her warm, and then flashed her a wolfish grin. A little smile crept across Maya’s face as he escorted her down the alleyway. Even though he acted like a dominant alpha male, she knew that he was concerned for her safety. Why else would he insist on walking her home, keeping her safe from the other werewolves? She already couldn’t wait for the next day at work… or rather, she couldn’t wait for when she finished work the next day. One night with the wolf was definitely not enough.
***
Three months ago
Caleb Grey awoke with a start. His dreams had been filled with vivid images of a gorgeous, voluptuous young woman, and as he rubbed the sleep fr
om his eyes, he knew exactly what it meant. After becoming the alpha of his pack six months ago, it had become clear that the only thing left to do in order to complete his life was to take a mate. As a werewolf, there was only one mate for him, but he had to wait until she arrived. She would come to the town eventually. ‘
It is destiny’,
the elder wolves had told him when he was just a pup.
‘Just wait. She will come.’
He knew the process could be long and difficult. As only men could be werewolves, it was up to them to locate their human female mates when they arrived and convince them to mate with them. If they failed, they would be a lone wolf forever.
I can’t afford to fail,
Caleb thought.
I’m an alpha now. My pack would never respect a packmaster who couldn’t even take his mate.
And now, she was here. The dream had told him so. Not only that, but as he shifted into his wolf form and sniffed the air, he could smell her; a beautiful aroma that seemed to permeate every part of his body as he inhaled deeply, drinking in her intoxicating scent with each deep breath. After shifting back into his usual human form, Caleb walked over to the window and stared out at the full moon, filled with joy that his mate had finally arrived.
It is time for me to pursue her.
Present Day – Wolfwood, Maryland
“Alice? Are you in there?”
Alice Miller’s best friend and housemate, Dalia, called to her as she curled her eyelashes in the bathroom. Her long, dark lashes had always been her best feature, and curling them took them to a whole new level, making her pale green eyes really ‘pop’. She had always tended to focus on the good aspects of her face, seeing as she had never thought there was anything nice about her body.
She knew she wasn’t overweight in the medical sense; her doctor had told her so after every check-up, but she still felt chubby. Ever since hitting puberty at an early age, she had always been curvier than most other girls, and relentless bullying all through high school had nearly driven her into a spiral of depression.
If it hadn’t been for Dalia taking her under her wing when they were fifteen, she had no idea how she would have even survived high school. Now, they were both twenty-one and had moved together to a new town, Wolfwood.
After having been in Wolfwood for three months now, Alice was almost completely settled in. She had lined up a decent paying job at a medical center before moving there, and Dalia had found them a nice old house to share.
“Yes, I’m just putting on some makeup,” she replied. “Did you pick a restaurant for dinner?”
“Yep, that’s why I was looking for you. I was thinking that we could try Gianni’s, that Italian place on the corner.”
“Okay, sounds good.”
“Who knows… maybe your secret admirer will be there!” Dalia said, teasing her through the door.
Alice giggled.
“He’s hardly a secret admirer. I know his name and what he looks like. The guy will not leave me alone! Did I tell you that he delivered more flowers to work the other day?”
“Yeah, you mentioned it. I think it’s sweet. Why not just go out on one date with him? I know you like him too.”
Alice finished touching up her eyelashes with mascara and then opened the door.
“You know why.”
“Alice, you’re gonna have to get past that one day,” Dalia said, her eyebrows knitted together in concern.
A few years ago, when the two women were in their senior year of high school, a group of the ‘popular kids’ in school had decided to play a nasty prank on Alice. Their group ‘leader’, Mark, was the most handsome, popular boy in school, and when he had asked Alice to go with him to the prom, she thought she had been dreaming.
For three weeks she had been over the moon, unable to believe that such a gorgeous guy would be interested in her. He came around with flowers and chocolates every few days and even met her parents, and she had been totally convinced that he was as smitten with her as she was with him.
However, on the night of prom, he had never arrived to pick her up, so she went alone, thinking that maybe there was a problem with his car. Of course, now that she thought about it, he would have called if there really was a problem. When she had arrived at the dance, she had seen him kissing a skinny blonde cheerleader, and it had become all-too apparent that he was never really interested in her.
All of the ‘popular’ kids had laughed hysterically when they saw her face, and that was when she had realized that the whole thing was a cruel prank designed just to embarrass her; the ‘chubby’ girl. That was another thing that she wasn’t sure she would have gotten through without friends like Dalia. It seemed so stupid and petty now, but she still wasn’t over it. People didn’t seem to understand how much an incident like that, even all the way back in high school, could scar someone on the inside. Ever since that night, Alice had lost all trust in the opposite sex, no matter who they were.
The man that Dalia had just referred to as her ‘secret admirer’ was a man named Caleb Grey. They had met him on their first night in Wolfwood. After spending the day unpacking, they were too tired to cook, so they had headed out for dinner at a local pub. Not long after they arrived, Caleb had come up and introduced himself to the two women. Alice had initially assumed that he was interested in Dalia, but soon realized that he only had eyes for her.
She had been thrilled that a man was interested in her, but she couldn’t shake the old feelings of distrust. No matter what he said or did, she didn’t know if she would ever be able to trust him, or any man. It was a shame, because he was breathtakingly handsome; tall and dark-haired with chiseled features and stunning blue eyes, and a powerfully-built body to match.
When he had asked if he could see her again, she had reluctantly said no, and that she wasn’t ready for a relationship with anyone. He had convinced her to at least tell him where she worked, and since then, he had shown up with flowers every few days, with beautifully-written notes attached asking her to go on just one date with him. No matter how many times she turned him down, he simply smiled and said he would try again later.
She had tried to tease him and say that he was as persistent as a crazed stalker, and he had laughed before replying. ‘
I’m not a stalker, don’t worry. I would give up if I knew for certain that you weren’t interested. I just happen to think that you are very special, and I can tell that you feel the same way about me. I’ll give you as much time as you need to trust me,’
he had said.
He was right. She did feel the same way about him. In the brief time that she had gotten to know him, he was the kindest man that she had ever met, and he had a strangely powerful presence about him; a presence which she found mildly intoxicating. Whenever he came in to deliver more flowers to her, she would feel lightheaded and giggly for the rest of the day, and her insides would feel as if they had turned to liquid.
It didn’t matter, though. Every time she thought about finally giving in to her feelings for him and saying yes, all the memories of that night at the prom came flooding back, and she couldn’t shake the distinct fear that this would end up being a repeat episode of that humiliation.
Sighing, she mumbled a non-committal answer to Dalia and then grabbed her bag before heading out to the car with her.
***
An hour later, the two young women were enjoying veal scaloppini and a bottle of white wine at Gianni’s restaurant, and Dalia sighed happily as she looked around.
“Man, I am so glad to be living in such a nice little town. I hate the city now. Expensive and over-crowded.”
“Mmm… same,” Alice replied.
Moving to Wolfwood with her best friend had been the best thing she had done in years, and she had a feeling that she would end up settling down here forever. It was a wonderful old town with many tourist attractions, so it got busy in peak holiday periods, but never so busy that she felt like she couldn’t breathe. That was how she had felt every day back in their home city, and the only thing she regretted was not moving out here sooner.
Dalia leaned back in her chair and patted her stomach.
“I’m completely full. I really need to use the bathroom but I’m not sure if I can even get up,” she said.
Alice laughed.
“Don’t be so lazy. Besides, we’re getting dessert,” she said, before sticking her tongue out at her.
Dalia returned the gesture, excused herself and headed to the bathroom. As Alice turned and watched her walk away, she noticed a tall blond man walk into the restaurant. When he turned his head to look around, she recognized him immediately and her heart seemed to leap right into her mouth.
Mark.
He saw her and smirked, and she realized that he was walking over to her.
Oh god,
she thought, panicking and turning back to face the other way.
Why is he coming over to me? Maybe he felt bad when he saw me and wants to apologize.
The persistent smirk on his face told her otherwise, though.
“Hey, look who it is! Chubby Alice. How’s it going?” he asked, standing right next to her now.
Alice swallowed, and was suddenly overcome by a wave of anger surging through her. How dare this childish idiot come over here and ruin her dinner? High school had been years ago; why would he bother continuing to mock her after he had already mentally scarred her for life anyway?
He was totally immature and pathetic, but he was also bringing back all the old feelings of humiliation and shame, and as they flooded through her mind and mixed with the anger, she felt her face turning pink.
“What do you want, Mark?” she finally replied.
She knew it was rude, but she had no idea what else to say. Besides, he deserved for her to be rude to him after what he had done.
“Oh, I’m just in town for a quick vacation and saw you sitting here eating all alone. Didn’t see much of you after high school, but I see nothing’s changed. You’re still a lonely loser,” he replied. “I guess people really don’t change.”
Alice couldn’t believe what she was hearing. It felt like she was back in high school all over again, and she cast her eyes down as her face turned an even brighter shade of pink.
Please come back from the bathroom, Dalia,
she wished, hoping that she would chase him away.
A smooth, masculine voice from behind suddenly startled her.
“Sorry I took so long, sweetie. The line in the men’s bathroom is crazy at the moment. Who’s this guy? He bothering you at all?”
Alice turned to see Caleb standing beside the table, glaring at Mark with his fists balled up by his sides. His blue eyes seemed to flash yellow for a second, and she assumed that it was the flickering candle on the middle of the table creating strange lighting effects. Realizing that he must have overheard what Mark had said, she played along with his ruse.
“It’s okay, Caleb. This is somebody I went to high school with,” she replied, forcing a smile.
Caleb grinned and extended a hand to Mark, but his smile didn’t quite meet his eyes.
“Oh, hi. I’m Alice’s boyfriend, Caleb,” he said.
His deep voice sent shivers racing down Alice’s spine, and she had never been so grateful to anyone in her life. He had just saved her from another humiliating incident, and a real smile started to creep across her face as she looked up at Mark.
The look on his face as he shook Caleb’s hand was classic. His eyes widened, and his mouth nearly dropped open. He was good-looking, but nowhere near Caleb’s league. He clearly couldn’t believe that the girl he had mocked and humiliated in high school had actually managed to score someone better than him, and he stammered his reply.