Wet for the Alpha (The Ridge Brothers Bear Shifters Book 3)

by Olivia T. Turner

  I tap my new friend on his tattooed shoulder. “Pull over.”

  He shakes his head. “Can’t here. I’m naked.”

  “I’m quite aware of that!” I snap back.

  As if I haven’t noticed. His hard cock is still resting against my hand and I don’t understand why, but I haven’t moved a finger since it first touched me.

  “Hold on,” he says as he turns and rides off the road. I dig my face into the hot skin of his back and squeeze my eyes shut as he rockets up a mountain, swerving and winding around trees as he goes even faster. Tips of tree branches whip us, but he takes almost all of the punishment as I hide behind his massive frame.

  My heart is pounding like never before when he finally stops the bike near the top of the mountain. We’re parked in front of a rocky cliff and I nearly have a heart attack when I see how far up we are. I’m sure I can see the next state from up here.

  “Are you crazy?” I say in a shaky voice as I climb off the bike. My legs are weak and trembling as I step back from him.

  He doesn’t answer. He doesn’t say a word as he stares at me with a look of awe on his face.

  I immediately start blushing from the intense look. I’ve never had such a hot guy staring at me like this before—like he’s been stranded in the sweltering dry hot desert for weeks and I’m a cold wet popsicle he wants to lick up.

  It gets even worse when he steps off the bike and begins to walk toward me. My eyes drop down to his hard cock as I take a couple of steps back, nearly tripping on a rock as he comes for me.

  His dick is big and thick with drops of cum oozing out the top, and my body instantly craves it. The sight of the pulsing vein snaking up his shaft sends heat rushing to my core.

  I can’t stop staring at it. How can I talk to him with that beautiful thing out?

  “Can you… cover up?”

  He stops walking and looks down at his huge dick with a shrug. “I don’t have any clothes.”

  I reach behind me and pluck a leaf off the tree. His face drops when I hand it to him.

  “Seriously?”

  I shrug as I offer it to him. “It worked for Adam and Eve.”

  He takes it and tries to cover up, but it barely covers anything. His cock is way too big.

  He grins as he looks back up at me. “I guess Adam didn’t have a twelve-inch cock.”

  I gulp. “I guess not.”

  He crumples it and tosses it on the ground behind him. “It doesn’t matter,” he says, shaking his head. “We’re mates.”

  My mouth drops. “Wha—?”

  “Mates, sweet cheeks. Lovers. Soul-mates. Whatever you want to call it.”

  Is he actually suggesting…

  “I don’t know what the proper term is,” he says as his blue eyes bore into mine. “All I know is that this cock was made for your tight little pussy.”

  My whole body starts tingling at his dirty words.

  He takes a step forward and my pussy pulses again. “So, why don’t you get naked and I’ll show you how perfectly our bodies fit?”

  He walks toward me and I duck out of his grasp. “How about you tell me your name before you try to get into my pants? Or has all the romance gone out the window already?”

  “You want romance?” he says as he rubs his wide chin. “I’ll bathe you in rose petals every morning. I’ll feed you grapes all day and pour you the finest champagne in crystal glasses. I’ll rub your feet every night after taking you to the world’s most romantic restaurants. You’ll be inundated with romance for the rest of your life, sweet cheeks, I promise. But right now, in this moment, it’s not about romance. It’s about me taking that dripping wet cunt of yours. It’s about my bear finally claiming his mate.”

  God, my heart is pounding. My body is begging me to give in to his desire, but this is all so fast. It’s so sudden. “I’m not about to get naked on a mountain,” I snap back. “Not for my…”

  I turn away, ashamed. I’m twenty-four years old.

  “For your first time?” he says in a low growl that has the hair on my arms standing straight up.

  I swallow hard and nod.

  I don’t know what I’ve been waiting for. None of my friends waited this long. I’m not a virgin for religious reasons and I’m not saving myself for marriage, it’s just… every other time I had the chance, it felt all wrong.

  For some reason, this doesn’t feel wrong at all.

  “It will be my first time too,” he says, staring at me.

  My eyes dart up to his and I can tell he’s serious. It’s one thing for a girl to wait this long, but a gorgeous guy like him? He must have been batting women away for the past ten years.

  “I’ve been waiting for you,” he says in a serious voice. “The only pussy I want is between your legs.”

  My cheeks are on fire as his lust-filled eyes travel down my body to my throbbing pussy.

  “I’m a… I’m not… interested.”

  I don’t know why I lie, but I can’t let him have me this easily. Can I?

  He raises his chin and inhales deeply. A look of pure pleasure sweeps over his face.

  “You know I’m a bear shifter right? I can smell your arousal. It smells like heaven.”

  Now even my ears are turning red. I can feel them burning.

  He’s standing right in front of me and I have to crane my head back to see into his eyes.

  “We’re mates, sweet cheeks. This is going to happen. Let’s just give our bodies what they want and do it now.”

  My underwear is soaked through. I slowly look down his massive chest and ripped abs to the big cock that’s standing straight up.

  I have a sudden urge to drop to my knees and take that big juicy cock in my mouth and see how his cum tastes, but then, I close my eyes and come to my senses.

  “No.”

  “No?” he says, sounding shocked.

  “Let’s go,” I say, still keeping my eyes closed. “I’ll drop you off in town.”

  “No.”

  “No?” This time it’s my turn to sound shocked.

  I open my eyes and he’s shaking his head with a fiercely determined look in his eyes. “You’re mine now. I’ve spent twenty-six torturous years waiting for your tight little ass to walk into my life and now that you’re here, I’m not about to let you go. You’re my mate. You belong by my side. Forever.”

  I just stare at him with my mouth hanging open in shock.

  “So… what are you saying?”

  “I’m saying that I’m not letting my mate go. You’re coming back to my place. I’m bringing you to my bed. I’m fucking you raw and dirty in that wet little hole of yours. I’m going to make you cum over and over again. My bear is going to mark your neck. Then, I’m going to fill you with my cum until you’re nice and bred with my little cubs. That’s what I’m saying.”

  I’m shocked. I’m stunned. All I can do is stand there like a moron as my whole body trembles with need.

  He steps in close and cups my jaw in his huge hand. I gasp as he leans down and presses his lips to mine. His kiss is rough and full of intensity, just like him. It suits him completely and it makes my body melt like hot wax.

  When his hot tongue thrusts deep into my mouth, I know that I belong to him now. He’s taken control over my body. I push up against him, moaning into his mouth when I feel his big hard cock against my stomach. The wetness from his pre-cum dripping out wets my shirt and I moan again when I feel it on my skin.

  I feel like I’m deep in hypnosis when he finally pulls away. I’ll do whatever he says whenever he says it. He’s got total control.

  “You’re coming back to my place?”

  I can’t even talk.

  My head nods up and down.

  “Good. Let’s go.”

  He grabs my hand and pulls me to the motorcycle. I don’t even argue about driving this time. He gets in front and I sit behind him, wrapping my trembling legs around his massive frame.

  He turns around as he grips the handles.<
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  “Cash,” he says.

  I lean back as outrage suddenly fills every inch of my body.

  “I’m not having sex with you for money!”

  He chuckles and I have a strong urge to hit him. I would, but I’d probably break my hand on his hard body.

  “That’s my name, sweet cheeks. Cash Ridge.”

  “Oh.” The anger dissipates. “Your mom named you Cash?”

  He nods.

  “Why?”

  A sexy smile creeps across his face as he shrugs. “Haven’t you ever heard? Cash is King.”

  “All right, your highness. My name is Zoe.”

  “Zoe,” he whispers, savoring it on his lips. Finally, he shakes his head. “I’m still calling you, sweet cheeks.”

  I grin as he turns around and starts the bike.

  I’m starting to like that name better anyway.

  Chapter Five

  Cash

  I’m squeezing onto the handles of my mate’s motorcycle as we fly down the mountain roads. The faster I go, the tighter she holds me, so I’m going fucking fast.

  Her little hand is holding on tight to my abs as I swerve around a bend in the road. Her intoxicating smell is in my nose, her delicious taste is in my mouth, and her sweet legs are squeezed around my naked waist.

  Everything about this girl is turning me on. My cock is rock hard. It’s standing straight up and as I straighten the bike, it comes to a rest on the back of her hand again. I grin when she doesn’t attempt to move it.

  I glance down and curse under my breath when I see the head of my swollen cock touching her soft skin. A drop of pre-cum oozes out and drips down her tiny hand, and I nearly pass out from the sight. She doesn’t pull her hand away or wipe it off. She leaves it right there where it belongs.

  It’s a quiet road with hardly any cars and only the tall aspen trees looking down on us as we whizz by.

  I’m in a hell of a rush to get her back to my place. I want her lying on my bed with her knees touching her ears.

  I’m going to eat her pussy out until I can’t take it any longer, then I’m going to stuff my big raw cock in her little cunt and unload.

  My bear has been in a vicious mood, battling and harassing me from the inside. He wants this pretty young girl claimed immediately and he’s pissed that I haven’t done it yet.

  His growling is louder than the rumbling of the motorcycle, and I’m trying to ignore him even though he’s making it almost impossible.

  Stop the bike.

  Claim her. Enough of this shit.

  He doesn’t say it in words, but I get the meaning loud and clear. He always makes his desire known, and right now he’s desiring, no, he’s demanding this girl’s cunt to be wrapped around my cock.

  “Easy boy,” I whisper as I pick up the speed. “Maybe this will help.”

  I reach down and gently take her hand in mine. Her other hand grips my left bicep as I open her fingers and wrap them around my hard cock.

  Instead of jerking her hand away, which I was afraid she might do, she squeezes my shaft and a few fresh drops of pre-cum oozes out and trickles over her clenched fingers.

  My whole body tightens. I can’t breathe with her tiny hand wrapped around me. It feels so fucking good.

  Her thumb is shy and tentative at first, but eventually, it slides up over my swollen purple head and she starts rubbing the tip, spreading the pre-cum all over the sensitive skin.

  I hear her moan behind me and the bike nearly swerves off the road when I lose concentration for a second. I straighten it back up as she starts to slowly stroke me up and down. My mate uses my pre-cum as a lubricant and before long her hand is sliding up and down my meaty shaft, jerking me off as we fly down the empty road.

  This is the first time I’ve ever had a girl touching my cock and it feels fucking incredible. My whole body is buzzing as I focus on her hand moving up and down, up and down, up and down.

  I steer the bike around another turn and the road starts to rise up the mountain. I crank on the throttle and rocket up the incline as she jacks me off harder.

  I wish I could see her face while she was doing this. The sparkle in her eye, her sweet lips parted, her back arched with her beautiful tits thrust into the air.

  Instead, I look down at her hand squeezing my cock and the sight is too much to handle. The air gets ripped from my lungs. My cum is leaking down her fingers as she strokes my shaft like a pro.

  A savage roar rips from deep within me as I start to cum. Thick streams of my cream spurt out all over her hand, all over her fingers, all over her wrist. I grit my teeth and squeeze the handlebars as I hear her let out a little whelp behind me.

  My body is shuddering as she strokes me slowly a couple more times. The bike is slowing down on the road and swerving between the empty lanes as she takes her hand back and brings it to her mouth.

  Immediately, I stop the bike, resting my feet on the pavement as I turn around and watch her. She looks sexier than ever as she licks my cum from her fingers, savoring every last drop.

  Her blue eyes look different now. They’re full of sex and need and lust.

  I step off the bike and look her over, admiring every inch. She’s not one of those stick-thin girls. She’s got some meat on her and I love that about my mate. When I grab a girl, I want to feel it.

  She starts moaning and writhing her hips as she sucks me clean off her hand. Her clean hand grabs a tit and she starts moaning as she squeezes it.

  This is how it’s supposed to be. I knew once my mate got a taste of me, she’d lose all control.

  And now it’s my turn to get a taste of her.

  “How does your mate’s cum taste?”

  She opens her eyes and looks at me, breathing hard as she sucks on her fingers, but she doesn’t say a word. She’s too consumed with what she’s doing.

  My cock is still rock hard and I start jerking off as I watch her.

  “I told you, sweet cheeks. We’re meant to be together. It’s destiny. Fate. Whatever you want to call it.”

  She’s finally done licking me up and she looks at me as her chest heaves up and down with heavy breaths. “I don’t believe in any of that.”

  I step forward and take her pretty jaw in my big hand. “Then believe this. I want your warm pussy squeezing my cock. I want your legs spread further apart than you thought possible as you scream my name. I want my child growing in your womb. I want you wet for me with just one look. I want to sink my dick in you every day until I’m a hundred fucking years old. I want you claimed, marked, and bred. So, don’t believe in destiny or fate, but believe that I want all of that and nothing is going to stop me from getting it.”

  I pull her mouth to mine as I lean down and claim her mouth in a deep sexy kiss. She’s moaning and sliding her tongue against mine as I grab her leg and swing it over the bike until she’s facing me.

  She gasps in my mouth when she feels my hands on the button of her jean shorts. Our lips separate, but our foreheads are touching as we both look down at my hands undoing her zipper.

  “Lift those sweet cheeks up.”

  She lifts her ass up and I grab a hold of her jean shorts and tug them down her hips. Her mouth is open and she’s holding her breath as I stare at how wet her white cotton panties are.

  The hot smell of her wetness fills my nose, lighting my blood on fire. My bear stiffens up inside, but he doesn’t make a move. I’m finally doing what he wants and he doesn’t want to fuck it up.

  I slide the shorts from her feet and toss them onto the handlebars of the motorcycle.

  “You’re so wet,” I say as I stare at the wet spot that’s getting even bigger. “Open those legs so I can see better.”

  She does as I command and spreads her knees out. Her slick panties are practically see-through and I can see the tempting pink underneath.

  “Give me your hand,” I command. She reaches out and I rub more of my dripping cum all over her fingers.

  “Now touch your pussy for me,�
�� I say as I swallow hard. “Slide that hand on your cunt and spread my cum all over your sweet lips.”

  With a sexy glint in her eye, she slides her hand into her panties and starts rubbing herself, covering her pussy with my seed.

  We’re in the middle of the road, but it’s a secluded one and I’ll be able to hear any approaching vehicles before they get here and see what we’re up to.

  But my focus is not on any approaching cars, it’s on the masturbating beauty in front of me.

  Her eyes become all lusty and she starts to lose control as she stares at my cock. Her back is arched, her wet lips parted as she rubs herself in a desperate attempt to get herself off.

  The wet fabric is blocking my view and an intense need to see everything fills me up. I rush over there, grab her panties with two hands and rip them off her.

  She has the prettiest pink pussy I’ve ever seen and it’s dripping wet as she slides her tiny fingers through it, teasing me as she rubs her clit and then slides down and dips her fingertip into her tight virgin hole. Her ripe cunt is so wet that a spurt of juices rushes out as she presses it inside.

  The smell of her sticky honey has me dropping to my knees in front of her. I grip her bare legs and spread them apart. She gasps and grabs onto the motorcycle with both hands to keep from falling.

  “I won’t let you fall, sweet cheeks,” I growl as I lean in closer to the sweetness that’s waiting for me.

  She suddenly seems to realize where we are: pretty much naked in the middle of the road.

  “Don’t worry,” I say as I lean in, only a breath away from her pretty little cunt. “No one is going to see my mate like this, except for me.”

  Her whole body shudders as I press my tongue to her silky petals and lick all the way up.

  “Fuuuuccckk,” she moans as her eyes fall closed.

  I dig my tongue into the little crease in the middle and taste how ripe and juicy she is. It drives my bear mad and soon deep low growls are emanating from within me.

  She moans when I dig my fingers into her thighs and push her legs further apart.