Spread for the Alpha (The Ridge Brothers Bear Shifters Book 2)

by Olivia T. Turner

  I gulp as he slowly pulls my hand down to his big tattooed bicep. My eyes must be the size of donuts as I run my fingers all over the curve of his bicep and along the sharp tight line of his tricep. This is the sexiest arm ever made. I’m sure of it. And it’s all mine.

  Movement hits the corner of my eye and I gulp when I see it’s his cock. It’s still hard under the t-shirt and it’s moving, growing, pulsing, demanding attention.

  I can’t believe that I’m the one making it move.

  His lips move close to my ear and his warm breath tickles my skin. “You’re my mate,” he whispers in a growl. “You can touch me anywhere you want.”

  I’m clenching my thighs together as I stare at the thick rod standing up between us. My lips are tingling but all I can focus on is his big cock, the deep throb between my legs, and the sweet burning flowing through my veins.

  I want to touch myself so badly, almost as much as I want to touch him. But I stop myself. I fight it.

  “Do you want to see how hard you make your mate?” he growls as he touches the t-shirt.

  “Yes.” My voice is deep. Breathy. I don’t even recognize it.

  He slowly drags it off his big dick and I gasp when I see it standing erect.

  It’s a huge beautiful cock with a pulsing vein snaking up along the thick shaft. His head is big and swollen with drops of pre-cum oozing out. They leak down his head and my mouth waters as I watch them spill down his shaft in a sticky mess. I want to lean down and lick it clean.

  Before this morning, I always wondered what the appeal of putting a cock in your mouth was. It just seemed gross. Something you had to force yourself to get through because your boyfriend liked it.

  But now as I stare at Everett’s beautiful dick, I’m seeing how terribly wrong I was. God, my mouth is watering for a taste. I want to suck it so badly. I want to feel it stretch my mouth open. It’s all I can think about.

  Everett seems to read the desire on my face because he begins to pull my wrist down. I don’t fight him. I don’t pull away. I just let him guide my hand to it as the anticipation quickly builds.

  It jerks when my fingers graze against it. It’s so hard.

  I wrap my fingers around his shaft and a deep moan rumbles out of me as I feel the excited blood pulsing through it.

  He lets out a low deep groan as I squeeze it a little harder. A fresh drop of cum bubbles out of the top and runs down over the back of my hand.

  I’m fascinated, not daring to blink, as I stare at it. My boldness starts to grow and I start rubbing the tip with my thumb, spreading his cum all over the soft purple skin.

  “You’re killing me, Chloe,” he grunts as he presses the back of his head against the seat. “Your hand feels so good on my cock.”

  His sticky pre-cum is all over the tip of my thumb. I bring it to my mouth and suck it off, moaning at the sensual taste. My eyes close and another moan slides out of my mouth as my inhibitions drift away.

  The strong need to touch and explore his body takes over me and suddenly, my hand is back on his cock, stroking it up and down as I watch the anguish on his face.

  The heated air is pulsing around us. The intensity flows through me, grips me, clenches my core, makes my pussy ache.

  “This cock is yours now, honeypot. You’re my mate and it’s reserved for your body only. Your hot pussy, your tight ass, your sexy little mouth—that’s the only wetness it will feel. It only wants you. I only want you.”

  God, I’ve never been so turned on in my whole life. This hot shifter’s dirty words are teasing me into a frenzy. Every thought I have is coated in lust.

  He reaches up and slides his fingers into my brown hair, and then cups the back of my head with his strong hand.

  “Put your pretty pink lips around your mate’s cock,” he commands in a dominant voice that has my body melting. “I can smell how wet your pussy is.” He inhales deep and his eyes nearly roll back in his head. “I can smell how much you want it. Come on, honeypot. Taste me. Taste what your man has ready for you.”

  His dark eyes are shining with lust as I open my lips and bend down. He groans and tightens his grip in my hair as I slide my lips over his big thick head.

  He’s too big to take everything in, so I tilt my head and slide my tongue down his shaft from the tip all the way down to the base. Holy shit, he tastes so good. It’s salty and sweet at the same time.

  “Oh, that tongue is driving me crazy,” he growls as I drag it back up his shaft. I dip it into the tiny slit at the top of his head and scoop out the drops of cum bubbling out.

  “Fuck,” he grunts as I open my mouth and take him in deeper this time. A heated charge jolts through me as his rock hard dick stretches my mouth wide open. I force my head down until my eyes are watering and I’m about to choke.

  “I fucking love being inside you,” he grunts as I start to move my head up and down, sucking him as best I can with my inexperienced mouth. “I can’t wait to bury this cock into your tight little pussy next. I’m going to fill that cunt with my hot cum.”

  I gasp as I let his cock slip out of my wet mouth. My hand wraps around it and gives him hard long strokes as I look up into his eyes. They’re full of lust and desire as he looks down at me like he can’t get enough of what he’s seeing.

  He looks like he’s struggling to contain himself. Like he’s holding himself back. “There are so many things I’m going to do to you once I get you on my ranch.”

  “Like what?” I want to know everything he has planned. I can’t wait for it. My body can’t wait for it. My pussy is already soaked and throbbing. It hasn’t even been touched, but I can tell I’m dangerously close to cumming.

  “Put those sweet lips back on my dick and I’ll tell you,” he says, gently pushing my head back down. “Yeah, that’s it. Fuck, honeypot, you know how to treat your mate.”

  I’m sucking him deep in my mouth and moaning hungrily as I swirl my tongue around his head. His hands tighten in my hair when I hit the right rhythm.

  “First I’m going to rip off that shirt and suck on your tits hard. I’m going to massage them with my strong hands and nibble on your nipples until you’re begging for more.”

  I gasp as my nipples start tingling just from his words.

  “Then, I’m going to yank down your pants and rip off your wet panties. I want you to sit on my face while I eat you out, honeypot. I want you to ride your mate’s tongue.”

  Oh God. I feel it coming. I’m writhing my hips as I suck him harder and faster. My hand aches from hammering it up and down his shaft, but I don’t stop. I can’t stop. I want him to cum in my mouth so badly.

  “Then I’m going to spread your sexy curvy legs wide open and bury my raw cock in your tight little pussy. I’m going to fuck you so hard that you’ll be screaming in pleasure while I fill you with my hot cum.”

  He can’t seem to hold himself back anymore because he suddenly grips my hair and tugs my head up right where he wants it. I’m breathing heavily—gasping, whimpering for more of his cock.

  I watch with wide eyes as he grips his shaft and guides the head of his dick to my mouth.

  “Open up wide, baby. Yeah, just like that. Try to relax your throat, I’m going to test this little mouth out.”

  I put my trembling palms on his muscular thighs and try to relax my jaw as he pumps his hips up while gripping my hair and holding my head in place. His cock goes in deep and I choke, but it feels so goddamn good.

  He pulls it out before I start gagging, but he doesn’t loosen his grip.

  “That’s good, honeypot,” he says as he traces my open lips with the tip of his cock. “Now keep it relaxed. I don’t know if I’ll be able to go easy this time.”

  He’s breathing heavily and when I look at his arm, I see how strained it is. His forearm and bicep are flexed tight like he’s trying to hold himself back.

  I don’t want him too. I want him to fuck my mouth hard.

  His teeth are clenched as he thrusts his hips up.
His cock slides in between my lips and hits the back of my throat. I tense around it and try to pull back, but his hand is gripping me, holding me in place. I look up at him through watery eyes and his firm gaze is locked on my eyes. “It’s okay, Chloe. I got you. Just relax your throat.”

  I relax as much as I can as he slides his cock back out. As soon as it’s not filling me completely, I moan, wanting it back. My pussy is aching as he thrusts back in.

  It’s not long before we find a rhythm and my mouth and throat are totally slack around his big cock. He fucks my mouth at a relentless pace and the heat between my legs burns so hot that I know I’m about to cum.

  I slide my hand into my pants and rub my aching clit and the sight of him watching me touch myself is pure deliciousness. He’s breathing heavily, gripping my hair hard as he fucks my mouth. There’s nothing but thick lust and desperate need on his face as he watches me get off on my hand.

  “Oh yeah,” he grunts through gritted teeth. “Rub that pussy for me. I bet it’s so fucking wet. I bet you’re creaming all over your tiny hand.”

  My fingers are soaked. I’ve never been so turned on.

  “You’re driving me crazy, baby,” he growls in a deep voice. “You’re taking every inch of my big cock in your hot little mouth. You want me to cum in it? You want to taste what your mate has for you?”

  I moan out a yes as he thrusts his rock hard cock in and out. I’m so close too. I can feel my body teetering on the edge of an abyss.

  His big dick pulses in my mouth. I gasp, nearly gagging. His hand tightens in my hair and then he lurches forward with a savage grunt.

  Half a second later, I’m moaning as warm streams of hot cum fill every inch of my mouth. The salty spurts hit my tongue, my teeth, the roof, the back of my throat. It’s everywhere and feels so good as I slowly swallow it down.

  He pulls my hair back, tilting my head where he wants it. My wet mouth is wide open, gasping for air as he leans forward and crushes his lips to mine. He thrusts his tongue into my mouth, claiming it as his own.

  It’s a rough desperate kiss that mirrors all of the passion and need that’s coursing through my body.

  His hand moves from my hair to my chin and he holds me in place as he deepens the kiss.

  It feels so good that my own orgasm slams into me and tears through my body like a wildfire. I try to move my chin, but he holds me in place—our lips barely touching as I whimper and cry into his open mouth. I squeeze my eyes shut as the waves of heat buckle me.

  My thighs clench shut and my body violently jerks around as he releases my chin and I fall into the strong waiting arms that are pulling me in. My mate holds me tightly as the warm shivers work their way from my core to the tips of my fingers and toes.

  When it’s over, I’m sucking in deep breaths as I rest my cheek against his chest. His skin is so warm. His pounding heart is starting to slow as his orgasm dissipates.

  I’ve never been happier. This is a new world for me and I’m excited to explore it with this sexy man.

  He rests his lips on the top of my head as he holds me against him. “You’re so fucking hot. I want to fuck your sexy mouth every day.”

  And I want to let him.

  I’ve never had an orgasm with another man before and I’m still trying to recover.

  Everett gently takes my chin and lifts my head up until I’m looking into his eyes. They’re no longer filled with lust and hunger. It’s more a look of love and adoration.

  He leans down and kisses me, only this time it’s soft and gentle. Full of sweetness and tenderness.

  I’m not sure which one is better. Rough or sweet…

  I like them both equally.

  We only pull away when the sound of the door opening yanks us apart. I sit back in my seat, straight as a board as I wipe the wetness from my chin and lips.

  Damon is back. He sits in the front seat with a grunt.

  “Well, it’s official,” he says. “Mrs. Westerfield is losing her mind. I made her some tea and—”

  He spots Everett’s face in the rearview mirror and then turns around with his eyebrows all smushed together. He looks at his brother and then looks at my lips, which are probably all red and puffy.

  “Jesus Christ,” he mutters as he turns back around, shaking his head. “Goddamn newlymates. You can’t leave them alone for a second.”

  Everett and I glance at each other with guilty grins as Damon starts the car and drives off.

  Chapter Five

  Everett

  Chloe is looking around at the view in awe, but I’m just looking at her. I can’t stop looking at her.

  I’m completely transfixed with this curvy enchantress.

  I couldn’t breathe when I first saw her. My bear was lumbering around and following her intoxicating scent while I watched helplessly from inside.

  Then, we saw her.

  It was beautiful and painful at the same time. The tightness was crippling, feeling like our core was being squeezed into a tight ball. It was intense need that was clamping down on us. The need to mate her. To claim her. To make her ours. It gripped us so tightly that my bear couldn’t move.

  He just stood there stunned as we stared at her voluptuous curves. Her big round tits and even rounder waist.

  Her beauty flowed through my bear’s veins like a drug, numbing him as he stood there completely spellbound.

  It was my chance to pull him in, to make the right impression with this soft sweet girl, but even I was rooted to the spot and unable to move. Paralyzed by her stunning looks. Gripped by the dazzling brilliance of her young essence.

  She was utterly captivating in every way.

  The early morning sun was shining down on her, lighting up her brown hair and porcelain white skin like the innocence inside her was too much to be contained. It burst out of her, vivid and raw—emanating through every pore and making her look as pure as an angel.

  Her stunning hazel eyes had the power to turn a man into jelly, and that’s exactly what they were doing to us. We were powerless in that instance, but it felt so good.

  I wanted to touch her. To grovel at her feet. To throw her over my shoulder and steal her. I wanted everything and I wanted nothing. I just wanted her.

  I came slamming back into reality first, and managed to pull my bear in. My body burned and seared like lava was flowing through my veins as I phased back into my human form, but it was nothing compared to the smoldering heat I was feeling for her.

  She spotted me before I could put any clothes on, but by then it was too late. I couldn’t leave. I couldn’t walk away. I couldn’t even turn away.

  My eyes were drawn to her like magnets. They locked on her body and refused to move.

  She’s the ultimate head turner, but other men better not look at what’s mine or I’ll be the ultimate neck snapper. I won’t tolerate anyone looking at my mate. Not in that way.

  And now she’s here. On my ranch.

  Her taste is still in my mouth and I can’t stop thinking of how those sweet plump lips felt when they were wrapped around my cock.

  Every time I close my eyes, I see her gorgeous face while she was sucking me off. Wet open lips gasping for air, hazel eyes full of lust, her tiny hand sliding up and down my hard cock as I gripped her hair in my fist. It was perfect.

  And it was just the beginning. Now that I have her here, she’s going to be doing a lot more than that.

  She snaps me back to reality when she walks by me and drags her hand down my arm. Her fingertips leave goosebumps on my tattooed skin.

  I have clothes on now—jeans and a t-shirt—and my skin is itching and prickling under them. Even my skin wants to be staring at this girl.

  “This is where you live?” she asks as she looks up at the huge mountains that surround the ranch.

  Where we live.

  She doesn’t know it yet, but she’s not leaving this ranch. Not without me by her side.

  I’m not about to let my mate go out into the big bad world
without her 1,500 pound fury chaperone with the long teeth and killer claws.

  She’s my mate and it’s my job to protect her. And I take my job very seriously.

  “Yeah, me and my two brothers. Damon who you met, and Cash.”

  She smiles and the sight nearly takes my legs out.

  “Older or younger?”

  “Both. I’m the middle child.”

  “Oooh, middle child,” she says with a grin. “Were you always fighting for attention?”

  “No.” But I will be now. Nothing is as sweet as having Chloe’s attention on me.

  “You have horses?” she says with a gasp when she spots them. “How many?”

  “Six of them. Want to go see?”

  Her eyes light up as she nods her head up and down.

  I slide my hand around hers as we walk over. She doesn’t pull away or flinch, she just threads her fingers between mine.

  “They were a little on edge this morning,” I tell her as we approach. It was because of me. Because of my crazy ass bear, but now the horses slowly come trotting over to meet my new girl. They’re relaxed, just like my bear.

  It’s because of her.

  Her touch soothes me. It makes everything feel like it’s going to be okay.

  I step back and watch as she goes from one horse to another, stroking their faces as she whispers soft words to them.

  I still can’t get over that she’s mine.

  She’s not yours yet.

  My bear… in my ear… He’s right. She’s not mine until I sink my hard cock into her tight little pussy and claim her womb by coating it in my seed. Then, once I take her pussy, I’ll mark her neck with my teeth.

  Only then will she be mine for real.

  My pulse starts to race with anticipation for that moment. I need it. Now.

  I’m looking around for a suitable place… that stack of hay by the stables… that patch of grass in the field…

  “Can we go for a ride?” she asks.

  My mind snaps back to reality and I’m embarrassed by my desperate thoughts. Was I really just thinking of taking this girl’s sweet body for the first time on a patch of grass in the field?