Dirty Alpha (The Alpha's Obsession Book 2)

by Olivia T. Turner

  Fucking hell… I just want to rip her clothes to pieces and take what I’ve been waiting thirteen years to claim.

  I’m trying to control myself, but I’ve never been this tempted in all of my life. It doesn’t help that I have a lifetime of pent-up sexual want and need cumulating into this moment. I’m overflowing with arousal. I can feel drops of pre-cum oozing out of my hard cock and leaking down my shaft.

  I hope she doesn’t notice or doesn’t mind, because there’s nothing I can do about it.

  “Are you okay?” she asks as I start dabbing her bloody knees with a gauze pad soaked in alcohol. “Your hands are shaking.”

  “It’s hard to control myself around you,” I tell her in a deep throaty voice that doesn’t even sound like mine.

  She watches me as I struggle to concentrate on her knees and not on the wet pussy in front of my face. My bear is out of control. I’m barely hanging on, but he’s full-on raging and slamming against me, trying to get out.

  Mark her! he demands. Now!

  Cool it, I warn him. We tried it your way, remember?

  He calms down a little bit, but it’s not easy feeling the full force of a grizzly bear’s feral need surging through you. I try to ignore him as best as I can.

  I get one knee cleaned and bandaged up, and then start working on the other.

  She whimpers when I touch it, and I hate myself for hurting her. I have to be gentle with her. My big rough hands have to realize that she’s the most delicate thing in the world.

  “Are we really mates?” she whispers as she watches me work. “Like, for real?”

  “There’s no doubt in my mind.”

  “But… How can you be so sure? We just met. How do you know?”

  “I know like my lungs know they need to breathe air. A bear shifter always recognizes his mate. What else would explain these possessive feelings?”

  “Possessive feelings?”

  I stop what I’m doing and look up at her. Her breasts are between us, looking perky and full. I can’t fucking wait until I can strip her naked and explore every one of her curves.

  “You’re mine, Madison,” I tell her with a sudden dark edge to my voice. “You belong to me like I belong to you. I’m a possessive bastard, love, and I’m not ashamed of it. I’ve never felt so possessive of anything in my life as I do when I look at you.”

  Her legs part a little as she watches me with eyes that are beginning to gloss over. I can hear her heart pounding. I can smell her pussy getting wetter.

  She wants me too, even if she hasn’t realized it yet.

  “I’m going to die if I don’t have you, love. My heart will stop beating if you walk away.”

  Like I would ever let her walk away. She’s mine and she’s not going anywhere. Not after I finally found her.

  I can’t return to the agony of living without her. It would be even harder now that I know how perfect she is. How perfect we’re going to be together. I can’t do it. I won’t do it.

  She’s staying with me. No matter what.

  I finish with her other knee and then look at her elbow. There’s a hole in her long-sleeved shirt that’s stained with blood. My mate’s blood. I still can’t get over that I get to call this angel my mate.

  “Take your shirt off,” I command in a firm voice.

  A tremble teases its way through her body before she eventually grabs the bottom of her shirt and pulls it off. Her full tits are spilling out of her bra, tempting me like I’ve never been tempted before.

  “That’s all the clothes you’re getting off me,” she says as she sneaks a peek at my rock hard dick.

  “For now,” I growl.

  I try to focus on her scratched up elbows, but it’s hard with her chest so exposed and in my field of view. I imagine her pink nipples hardening as I touch her arm and it makes my inner bear start pacing wildly.

  “You seem pretty sure of yourself,” she says with a grin as I start dabbing her elbow with the alcohol-soaked gauze.

  “I’m sure of us,” I say as I look into her eyes. “We’re meant to be together and you’ll find that out eventually. Today, tomorrow, next week, next month, you’ll see. My hard cock belongs in your soft pussy.”

  “Jesus,” she says as she starts blushing again. I love how my dirty mouth always turns her cheeks pink. I’m going to love talking dirty to this one.

  “Don’t be so surprised, love. I’m going to fuck you raw and dirty every chance I get. I’m going to stuff every hole in your body until you’re screaming my name.”

  Her eyes widen as she looks down at my throbbing cock. She catches herself and quickly looks away, embarrassed.

  “Don’t be shy,” I tell her in a soft voice. “You can look, touch, stroke, suck, ride, lick, or fuck my big cock whenever you want.”

  “What about shoot it off?” she asks as her hand finds her gun.

  “If that’s what floats your boat. But just a warning, I can heal fast, but I can’t regrow body parts and we’re going to need it later.”

  She shakes her head and laughs as she lets go of her gun.

  “Just fix my arm up please,” she says with a grin. “And keep that thing away from me.”

  I smile as I finish cleaning up all of her cuts and scrapes. I’m already obsessed with her. She’s the only thing I can think about.

  “Can I put my clothes back on?” she asks when I’m done. “Or, is that against mate rules?”

  “Do what you like,” I say as I lean back and admire her one last time before she covers up that sweet skin and those big luscious tits. “I’m still going to stare at you.”

  “I still have my gun,” she warns, but this time there’s a smile on her face. I think she’s beginning to feel the pull of our bond. When I mark her neck, it will get even stronger. And when I claim her cunt, she’ll be mine for good.

  “My favorite pants and shirt got shredded,” she says as she rifles through her bag. “You don’t know anything about that, do you?”

  She shoots me an accusing look.

  “Remember I was wearing your tent?”

  “How could I forget?” she says with a laugh. “You made a tent look good.”

  Was that a compliment? Maybe I’m getting to her faster than she’d like to admit.

  “Well, I had tried to cover up with your clothes first,” I tell her. “They ripped on the first step.”

  “Of course they did! You’re enormous!”

  Her eyes drop to my cock when she says the last word.

  “Come with me,” I tell her once she’s dressed. “And I’ll show you just how enormous I am.”

  Chapter Seven

  Madison

  My eyes are glued onto Julian’s face as he cooks the huge fish he caught over the fire he built. God, he looks hot when he’s concentrating.

  I wasn’t sure how it was going to go having a naked man following me, but he’s turning out to be quite useful. He’s also turning out to be great company.

  He’s always making me laugh, except when he’s making me blush with the filthy vulgar things he keeps saying to me. I’m starting to like his dirty mouth.

  “This fish looks luscious,” he says in a deep voice as he turns it over. “I can’t wait to sink my teeth into it.”

  I laugh as I watch him. “Only you could make cooking fish sound sexual.”

  “I’m beside my mate,” he says as he flashes me a dark sensual look. “Everything around me is filtered through a sexual lens. I can’t help it. You’ve had my body overheating all day. Walking around in those tight jeans… fuck, Madison. You’re killing me.”

  I can’t help but smile shyly as my eyes drop to the tent he’s currently pitching under my towel. I made him wear something after he bandaged me up, and we settled on my towel wrapped around his waist and tied with a pin. I’m kind of regretting it now, although I do like the way the slit rises up his strong muscular thigh.

  “Oh, please,” I say with a laugh. “I’ve been hiking all day. I’m sweaty, dirty, a
nd just plain gross.”

  “I’m going to show you the real meaning of getting sweaty and dirty.”

  He grins at me before turning back to our dinner. My insides are going crazy. There’s been constant waves of heat circulating through me with every growly word from him, and my heart keeps doing little flips every time those dark sensuous eyes shamelessly look me up and down.

  I’ve been doing a lot of gawking and staring every time he’s focused on something other than me, which isn’t too often. This man’s body is a work of art. Sometimes I marvel at it, not understanding how it can be real.

  He’s tall and broad like a football player but carved perfectly like a model. His abs are insane. I desperately want to rub my hands along the deep ridges and the intense desire got so bad on our hike this afternoon that I pretended he had a mosquito on his stomach just so I could slap it away. My hands are tingling just thinking about it.

  I’m sitting on a rock, watching him work with a stunning backdrop all around us. We’re at the bottom of the mountains and there’s a small lake about a five-minute walk away from where we set up my broken tent.

  “Where are you going to sleep?” I asked after we set it up as best we could with the broken poles.

  “On top of you,” he said with a gritty serious voice. “With my cock lodged deep in your cunt.”

  I acted like it wasn’t going to happen, but now I’m not so sure.

  I’m drawn to this man in such an intense way. The pull is growing with every second we’re together. I can’t stop thinking about him and the thought of him leaving me to continue the journey on my own makes me want to throw up.

  At first, I thought it was ridiculous that we could be mates. I thought he was crazy or high on something illegal, but now I’m seeing what he sees. It’s all starting to make sense. Why was I so determined to take this hike? To come all the way to Montana and spend weeks traveling through the wilderness when I had never even been camping before?

  Looking back on it now, it seems like I was being pulled here by fate. I don’t know… I’m so confused about all of this. I’m just going to go with it and see what happens. Follow my heart for a change.

  “How long until dinner?” I ask as I get to my feet. This kind of feels like a date and I don’t want to be sitting across from that beautiful man, looking and feeling like this.

  I’ve been hiking in the warm sun all day. I must smell like a football locker room after practice, but somehow, he smells amazing. His heady masculine scent fills my lungs with an intensity that hits me so hard every time I’m close to him. I can’t get enough of it.

  “About ten minutes,” he says. “Are you hungry?”

  I shake my head. “I’m okay. I just wanted to rinse off in the lake first.”

  His jaw clenches as he looks me up and down, probably mentally undressing me with those hungry eyes.

  “Do you have a bathing suit?” he asks.

  I start fidgeting nervously with the bottom of my shirt. “No…”

  “Fuck,” he whispers under his breath. “Then by all means. I’ll never stop you from getting naked.”

  “Why am I not surprised?” I ask with a laugh. “I’ll be back soon.”

  “Want me to come watch?” he asks, standing up. “For protection. In case there’s sharks.”

  “Sharks?”

  He nods, looking serious. “Montana lake sharks. It’s a thing. Google it.”

  “There’s no WiFi here.”

  “Ahh, too bad,” he says with a look of disappointment. “I guess you’ll have to take my word for it.”

  I glance at the lake as my mind spins wildly. I’ve never been with a man before, but something deep and primal in me wants him to come. I want to see how he looks when I slowly peel off my clothes for him. I want him to do all the filthy things he’s been saying to me all day.

  “All right,” I say as the fluttering in my chest intensifies. “But only because of the sharks.”

  Julian pulls the fish off the fire and comes over to me with an erotic, animalistic look in his eyes. “Come,” he says as his big hand swallows mine. “Let’s get clean so we can get dirty.”

  I’m nervous but excited as we walk to the lake hand in hand. My heart is pounding so fast and my pussy keeps throbbing with every look I sneak of Julian’s shirtless chest. We’re all alone out here in the wilderness and we can do anything we want. It’s just us. No one is ever going to know.

  “I’ll go first,” he says when we arrive at the sandy beach of the lake.

  My eyes are glued to him as he slowly unpins my towel and lets it drop. I’m standing here paralyzed with lust as my eyes feast on his flawless body. It’s immaculate. Tanned skin that’s so tight over his large muscles that I don’t think I could pinch it. Arms that I would dry hump if that wasn’t so weird. And a long ravishing cock that’s getting hard before my captivated eyes.

  “Do you like what you see?”

  “Yes.” It’s my voice, but it’s not. It’s all throaty and coarse, like I’m in desperate need of some fluids. All of the liquid in my body seems to be flowing to the area between my legs.

  “I’m your mate,” he says with a sexy edge to his voice. “I want you to touch me.”

  “Where?” I gulp.

  “I want you to wrap those adorable little hands around my hard shaft and stroke my big cock up and down.”

  A whimper comes out of my mouth as I look down at it, standing straight and tall between us. My body is craving it. My hands start shaking as I reach for it.

  “Like this?” I ask in a whisper as I wrap my fingers around it and give it a gentle squeeze.

  Julian’s head drops back and his eyes close as he hisses a “fuck” under his breath.

  It feels even thicker than it looks. It’s softer than it looks too.

  I lick my lips as I start stroking it up and down, driving him crazy. He’s all deep breaths and primal grunts as he opens his eyes and watches my hand moving up and down his length.

  “That’s pre-cum,” he says when several beads of it begin leaking from the slit at the top and start running down his hard shaft. “It’s been leaking from my dick all day. Your sweet ass has my balls overflowing with cum.” I gasp when it hits my fingers, rolling over them as I start jerking him off faster. The pre-cum makes everything smooth and slick. I love that it’s coming out for me. That he’s so turned on for me.

  “Your hand feels so good, love,” he grunts as he cups my cheeks with his big hands. He pulls my face up to his and I have to stand on my tippy toes as he takes my mouth in a demanding kiss that only an alpha can give.

  It’s an intense kiss that’s full of need and desire. I’m starting to realize that I need him as badly as he needs me. I want him so bad it hurts.

  “Such a sweet mouth,” he whispers as he takes his luscious lips away. His hands are still on my cheeks, holding my head in place as he stares at my mouth with lust in his dark eyes. “Let’s see what your mouth can do on your mate’s cock. Get on your knees, Madison, and wrap those sweet lips around my dick.”

  I’m shivering with nervous excitement as he lets me go and I sink to my knees. They land in the cold sand as my eyes come right up to his huge throbbing cock. It’s right in front of my face, standing proud and leaking out drops of pre-cum every few seconds as his beautiful balls sway below.

  “Open up,” he growls as his hands sink into my hair. He grips my head as I open wide and take in his big juicy cock. I moan on it as he fills my mouth completely.

  My hands slide up his big masculine thighs as he starts to rock his cock back and forth, sliding it between my lips as I moan and look up at him.

  The look in his eyes as he watches me… holy shit… I’ll remember this forever. His eyes are dark with lust like he can’t get enough of what he’s seeing.

  “You see how fucking hard you make me, Madison?” he asks between grunts. “Is there any doubt that I’m your mate?”

  His pre-cum oozes onto my tongue as he fucks
my mouth harder and faster. I moan in pleasure at the taste of it, at the feel of him.

  “How wet is your pussy right now, love?” he growls. “Dripping wet for me, I bet.”

  He’s right, but I’m not about to take this delicious cock out of my mouth to answer. He’s just going to have to see for himself.

  “Tell me this is the first time you’ve had a cock in your mouth.” His body tightens as he waits for my answer. I look up at him and nod as I continue sucking his big dick. “Thank, fuck,” he moans as his body relaxes. “Because these sweet lips and soft tongue belong to me and I don’t like sharing.”

  “I’m all yours,” I say as I grab his cock in my hand and slide my mouth off. I take a deep breath and start licking the underside of his shaft as I stroke his wet tip with a firm grip. I’m not sure what I’m doing, but he seems to be enjoying it. And so am I.

  “I’m going to cum in that pretty little mouth of yours,” he grunts as his grip on my head tightens. “I’m going to cum on every inch of you. You’ve been hiding that sweet body from me but that’s over now. I want to see all of my mate. I want to see your naked body covered in my cum.”

  The thought of it seems to push him over the edge because he starts grunting and clenching his jaw as I jerk him off harder. I take him back in my mouth and squeeze my lips around his shaft as I jerk my head back and forth.

  “Goddamn,” he grunts loud enough for all the animals in the area to hear. “You’re gonna suck me dry.”

  I feel his cock lurch and then he’s crying out as thick streams of hot cum fill my mouth. I moan and start touching my wet pussy as more of it shoots out, coating my tongue and throat.

  “Fuck,” he whispers as I slow my pace down. His eyes are locked on me, looking at me like I’m the prettiest thing he’s ever seen. Like he’s cherishing every second of this. “Don’t worry, love. I have plenty more of that to coat the inside of your pussy with. Your womb is going to be drenched in my seed before we go to sleep.”

  I swallow the rest of him down as I give him a few lazy strokes. “My womb?” I ask in a timid voice.