Alpha Consumed (The Dixon Brothers Book 2)

by Olivia T. Turner

  My bear rages on. He snarls as he tries to break through again, and he almost does since I’m so focused on the amazing feeling of her pussy milking my cock while she cums.

  “Alright,” I growl at him. “I’ll do it.”

  Bailey is practically limp as the orgasm consumes her. I wrap my arm under her, grabbing her big tit as I pull her up.

  She’s on her knees, her back to my chest as I’m sunk deep inside her.

  “Oh, Roman,” she moans as her eyes fall closed. “Your cock feels so good.”

  She’s so overtaken by lust that she doesn’t notice that I’m mid-phase and looking like a monster. I’d like to keep it like that.

  I pull her hair back and study the beautiful untouched flesh on her neck.

  Do it, my bear snarls. Do it!

  I give her unmarked skin a soft kiss and then pull back my lips to reveal my sharp teeth.

  Bailey tilts her head to the side, giving me better access like she instinctively knows what’s coming and is urging me on.

  With her hot wet pussy squeezing my throbbing dick, I lunge down and sink my sharp teeth into her neck, making her mine forever.

  She whimpers as I place my mark on her and then pull my teeth back out. It bleeds for a bit, but I suck it clean, letting my saliva heal it.

  My bear is finally happy and he slinks back down where he belongs. Our mark is on her and every shifter and male who crosses her path will know she belongs to Roman Dixon. They’ll know she’s off-limits.

  Her mouth is open as she pants for breath. My tattooed forearm is pressed into her big tits. My cock is still lodged deep inside of her.

  I could stay like this forever.

  “Are you okay?” I whisper when she turns to look at me over her shoulder.

  “Yes,” she says in a breathless tone. “I’ve never been better.”

  I grab her chin and hold her mouth in place as I kiss her hard.

  She’s mine. She’s finally all mine.

  When I pull away, she drops back down to her hands and knees. I take her hard and fast, thrusting in and out of her as she starts to cum again.

  Her pussy feels incredible and I start to feel my own orgasm come raging forward. My hands are gripping her ass cheeks, spreading them apart as I take her.

  When it comes, it comes hard.

  We both erupt at the same time, screaming out as we cum all over each other.

  She moans and whines as I fill her pussy with my hot cum. If she wasn’t pregnant before, she is now. My balls were achingly full and I emptied them all into her.

  She collapses onto the bed and I fall down beside her. We can barely open our eyes, but I can see one thing through my closing eye slits as I rest my head—the mark on her neck.

  My mark.

  My bear’s mark.

  Proof that she’ll always be ours.

  I wrap my arm around her and hold her close as I doze off, happier than I’ve ever been in my life.

  Chapter Nine

  Bailey

  I can’t believe it. Roman and Enzo are actually getting along. We’re sitting outside on the terrace of a family restaurant. I thought some neutral ground would be a wise place for them to meet.

  So far, so good. The appetizers are here and they haven’t killed each other yet!

  After some initial tension, I got them talking when I mentioned they were both fans of the Seattle Mariners.

  Now, they keep praising and complaining about baseball players that I’ve never heard of and I’m completely left out of the conversation. It’s okay. I don’t mind. I’m just happy to sit back with my margarita and listen to the two men in my life finally getting along.

  Once the meal comes, we thankfully get off baseball and start talking about other more interesting subjects, like me.

  “So, how did you two meet?” Enzo asks as he chomps down on an onion ring.

  Roman tells the story of how it felt like he was struck by lightning when he saw me in the general store. I start to blush as he explains how intense it was.

  “You’re lucky,” Enzo says with a tinge of sadness in his voice. “Finding your mate and discovering that she’s a wonderful girl like Bailey.”

  “I agree,” Roman says with a smile.

  “Stop,” I say with a shy laugh as they look at me.

  Enzo dips his head as he fixes his napkin in his lap.

  “She’ll come,” I tell him. “It’s destiny.”

  “Yeah,” he says with a sigh. “I’ve been waiting long enough. Where is she?”

  “She’s out there,” Roman tells him. “And when you find her, it will be worth the wait. Trust me.”

  “I hope she comes soon,” Enzo whispers. I know how hard it’s been for him. He’s been waiting for his mate and talking about her since he was fifteen years old. Twelve years later and still no sign of her.

  “I know it can be hard,” Roman says with a sympathetic look. “It can be devastating to go to bed alone knowing your mate is out there without you. But you have to stay positive. You can’t succumb to despair because if you do, you won’t be the mate she deserves when she finally shows up.”

  Enzo looks at him for a long moment and then nods. “I was wrong about you, Roman. And I’ve never seen my sister so happy.”

  He smiles at me and I’m so filled with relief I could start singing.

  “You guys don’t need my blessing,” he goes on. “But you have it. I’m glad you’re part of the family now.”

  “Even though I beat your ass?” Roman asks with a grin.

  Enzo lets out a deep belly laugh. “Yeah, right. I seem to recall your head bouncing off the pavement after one of my famous right hooks.”

  “You’re probably suffering from brain damage from one of my uppercuts and it’s affecting your memory,” Roman answers with a grin. “Common problem.”

  I jump in before they duke it out between the tables of families. “Yes, you’re both very strong manly masculine men. Can we stop with the fighting please?”

  They both look at me, then look at each other and start laughing. I can’t help but join in.

  “Does this mean you’re going to be friends?” I ask, full of hope. There’s nothing I want more.

  Enzo sticks out his hand. “Start fresh?”

  A smile bursts across my face when Roman shakes it. “Start fresh.”

  I don’t know how I would have handled having my brother and my man fighting. I’m glad I don’t have to find out.

  “What about the rest of the guys?” I ask. “The Dixon brothers and the firefighters. Do you think they’ll be friends too?”

  Roman and Enzo look at each other and then burst out laughing.

  I guess I can’t have it all.

  I climb onto Roman as he’s lying in bed for the night and kiss his lips. “Thank you,” I whisper.

  “For what?”

  “For trying. With my brother.”

  “He’s a part of you, which means he’s a part of me too now.”

  “Still. It means a lot.”

  We’ve been together for ten days and they’ve been the best ten days of my life by far. I got my things and already moved in. There was no point in fighting it or dragging it out. It was inevitable and we didn’t want to waste any more time apart.

  I love it here with Mary, the guys, the animals, and even Moose. They welcomed me into their family immediately and I’ve never felt so much love.

  Speaking of feeling love…

  I start to kiss my way down Roman’s big chest, loving the feel of his chest hairs on my lips. He’s such a masculine alpha of a man and I adore him.

  The mark on my neck begins to tingle like it always does when we’re about to have some fun. I love that I have a piece of him on me. Even when we’re apart, it feels like we’re together because of this mark. I cherish it and sometimes even stare at it in the mirror.

  My lips make their way to his hard abs and I lick and kiss my way down. He’s already so hard. I drag my palm over his big erect
ion, loving the heavy groans rumbling out of his throat.

  “Are you tired of me yet?” I ask as I straddle his big body.

  “Never,” he grumbles as I press my pussy down on him. He’s wearing nothing but pajama pants and I only have one of his old t-shirts on.

  “Are you sure?” I ask with a grin as I grind my pussy on him. “Because I can leave if you want.”

  I lift my hips as he yanks his pajama pants down and pulls out his big meaty cock. “Does it look like I’m tired of you?”

  “No,” I say as I take it from him. “It does not.”

  I hike up my shirt and guide his big dick to my already gushing pussy. We both let out deep moans as I put it in and sink all the way down.

  He’s already fitting inside of me better. He’s still as big as ever but there’s no more pain. Just the unbelievable feeling of being so full with the man I love.

  “You’re the one for me, Bailey,” he says as I start riding him. “I love you more than life itself. I’m never letting you go.”

  I pull off my shirt and toss it across the room as I move my hips up and down in a steady rhythm.

  “That’s good to hear,” I say with a grin. “Because I wouldn’t leave anyway.”

  Epilogue

  Roman

  Seven months later…

  We wake up on Christmas morning and I reach over and run my hand over Bailey’s pregnant belly. She’s only seven months pregnant but she’s already looking ready to pop. He’s going to be a big boy.

  “Merry Christmas,” she whispers as she turns around, looking half asleep.

  I kiss her softly on the mouth and stare into her half-closed eyes, feeling so thankful that she’s here. “Merry Christmas, my love,” I whisper back to her.

  Her hand slides on top of mine as I hold her stomach.

  “I still can’t believe we’re going to have a baby boy with us next Christmas,” she says.

  I’m studying the side of her face as she lays on her back. She’s so gorgeous. She’s always been beautiful but seeing her carrying my child brings it to another level. Her angelic radiance is glowing. I feel it clenching my core whenever I look at her.

  “And another one the following Christmas, and another one after that.”

  She raises her eyebrow as she turns to me, looking awake now. “How many children do you think you’re going to get?” she asks playfully.

  “Enough to fill under that tree with a ton of presents,” I tell her.

  I gasp when I feel a soft kick against my palm. It’s the first time I’ve felt one even though I’ve been trying to feel one for the past two weeks.

  “He must have heard you talking about presents,” Bailey says with a smile. “He wants to come out and open some.”

  “He’ll have the best present ever when he comes out,” I tell her. “A wonderful loving mother.”

  She smiles warmly as she looks at me. “And an amazing man for a father too.”

  I cup her cheek and kiss her softly on the lips. When it starts moving toward other things, she pushes away from me and sits up with a grunt.

  “Not yet,” she says as she rubs her eyes. “I need to go pee first. And maybe open some presents.”

  “Who says you got any?” I tease.

  She looks at me over her shoulder. “Santa brought me some. I’ve been very good this year.”

  I sit up and wrap my arms around her. She moans as she drops her cheek onto my forearm.

  “I know for a fact you’ve been very naughty,” I whisper in her ear. My hand drops down to her stomach. “Getting knocked up. Tsk tsk.”

  She laughs as she swats me away and then stands up. “Me and Santa are like this,” she says as she crosses her fingers. “He’s going to understand. He’s my homie.”

  “Oh really?”

  “Yeah,” she says as she pushes my shoulder. I let myself fall back onto the bed but I keep my eyes locked on her. “If anything, you’re the one on the naughty list for making me do all those naughty things.”

  “Wait until you see what naughty things I have planned for you throughout the day,” I tell her in a deep raspy voice. “You’ll be on the naughty list permanently before nightfall.”

  She grins as she walks to the door. “Looking forward to it. After I go pee.”

  I smile as she disappears into the bathroom.

  I’m staring at the ceiling wondering what I did to deserve a gift as amazing as her.

  It’s a true Christmas miracle.

  No. It’s better.

  Because this miracle lasts three hundred and sixty-five days a year and it’s not going anywhere.

  We’re going to be together forever.

  Epilogue

  Bailey

  Twelve Years Later…

  “Not that one!” Hazel shouts as Roman settles on a Netflix movie. “It’s too scary!”

  Our oldest, Logan, throws a few popcorn kernels at her. “You’re such a baby! It’s not scary at all.”

  “Logan,” I warn. “Don’t call your sister names.”

  “Yeah, don’t call me names,” Hazel says as she picks the popcorn out of her hair and eats it.

  It’s Sunday night, which means it’s family movie night. We have four kids between the ages of twelve and five, so it’s always difficult to find one that we all agree on.

  “How about we try it?” I say softly to her, “and if it’s too scary you can close your eyes.”

  Scott and Lucy start pleading with her to agree.

  “It’s not that bad,” Scott says with pleading eyes.

  “There’s aliens in it,” Hazel says. “Aliens are scary.”

  “They’re cartoon aliens!” Lucy complains. “They’re not even real!”

  Hazel finally agrees under the condition that she sits between me and Roman.

  We turn the lights off and start the movie. I smile at Roman as we hold hands on Hazel’s lap.

  I absolutely adore my big family.

  If I knew what was in store for me when I first dropped conditioner all over Roman, I don’t know how I would have handled it.

  We eventually outgrew the large farmhouse after Roman and his brothers all settled down. But we all stayed together on the property and built four houses on the ranch.

  I love it here. I love feeling like we have a community of family and seeing all the children run around outside and play with their cousins.

  We’re always together, but on Sunday nights, we keep it just the six of us.

  I’m still utterly in love with my sexy man. He’s been more than I ever could have dreamed of for a husband.

  Protective, loving, and he still gets all possessive when we’re out in public. He still makes me feel like the sexiest woman in the world.

  “Ahhh!” Hazel screams when the first alien pops onto the screen.

  There’s a jump scare with more aliens and she starts shaking wildly.

  “Hazel, no!” I shout as her Kodiak bear rips out of her. “I just bought that shirt! Damn it.”

  “You said damn it,” Scott says with a chuckle. I toss a kernel of popcorn at him.

  Her clothes are shredded.

  Hazel’s adorable little cub immediately turns to the popcorn bowl and grabs a mouthful.

  “Get out of there!” I say as I pick her up and put her on the floor. “Bears aren’t supposed to eat popcorn.”

  Logan shushes me. He doesn’t even turn away from the television even though a bear cub is walking through the family room.

  It’s just a regular old occurrence when you’re living with five bear shifters.

  And it’s just another night in the Dixon home.

  Where the love is strong and dreams come true.

  The End!

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