The Alpha's Chick

by T. Cobbin

  “I have some very influential people on my books, I can get you whatever you need.”

  “I already know somewhat about you, Mr. Hardy, and none of it is likeable stuff. Women who are innocent have been given and whored out because of you. Women who have been raped and sold like sweets in a shop. I also know about the money you receive in terms of blackmail. You are the dirt on this earth that will never cease. I don’t need anything but what’s in your car. Oh, guess what? I already have that.” Harris smiled a wide, beaming smile, letting his cat to the surface. He knew what Jacob would be seeing. Fine fur strands slipped through his pores on his face. His full smile would show his large fangs.

  “What the fuck?” Jacob’s face changed to a pasty white.

  “I will ask only once—what did you do with the photographs?”

  The circle of shifters around the car started to growl low, filling the air with almost a humming sound. Jacob looked around him, and fear seeped from his body in thick waves that made Harris want to sneeze.

  “They are on a SD card in my pocket.” He sighed.

  “I have one last secret I would like to share with you, Mr. Hardy. But you’ll take this one to your grave.”

  Now that Harris knew his chick was safe, as well as the photographs, it was time to put Jacob in a place where his own missing persons file would go forever unsolved. If anyone knew he had come there, Stonesdale villagers knew how to keep a secret.

  Harris gave his leopard free rein and shifted. Shaking his fur out, he looked up at Jacob who looked like he’d seen a ghost. Wasting no time, Harris pounced on the man, and he went down with an earth-shuddering thump. Harris stood on Jacob’s chest and stared down at him, licking his leopard chops. If leopards could smile, he would have done so. The blubbering piece of filth below him tried again to offer Harris everything he had to stay alive.

  “Chick is coming to.”

  “Thanks, Chris.”

  Placing his fangs over the throat of the panicking man underneath him, Harris’s leopard squeezed its jaw. Leaving the wheezing man clutching his broken windpipe, Harris jumped off the bloke and left his clowder of cats to finish him off. Harris shifted and went to his chick.

  Chapter 24

  Christmas day had finally arrived and Melinda lay snoozing in bed with soft, warm bedding surrounding her. The smell of sex, Harris, and herself all mixed together. This is what home feels like, she thought with a small smile. Snuggling deeper into the covers, she waited for her man to come back to bed. He’d gone to make breakfast and told her to stay put. As she lay there she went over the last few days in her head.

  She’d woken up with a headache to see a naked Chris in Jacob’s car with her. She could hear loud yowling and growls of cats outside. Peeking around the door, she had seen a snow leopard standing on Jacob’s chest, surround by a crowd of different types of cats. She was more interested in looking at the different array of animals rather than what the leopard was doing.

  Chris had pulled her back in the vehicle, saying she wouldn’t want to see what was going on. So laying back against the seat, she waited for Harris to arrive. She knew he was going to be pissed, but he had to understand why she did it. If he didn’t, then she was going to make sure he did. Now that Jacob had been taken care of she had nothing to worry about. This was her home and family, something she had craved most of her life.

  The doorway dimmed and another naked body—this one familiar—stood there before ducking down to look inside. Harris.

  “Hey there, Chick. If you wanted to go for a ride, why didn’t you just ask?”

  He’s joking now?

  “I love you,” were the first words out of her mouth. “I couldn’t let him hurt you or the village. I love all of you, and I’m not sorry for doing this. I wanted to help and save you all.”

  Harris jerked his head toward Chris who climbed into the front seat and started the car.

  “Do you have something to tell me, Chick?” Harris asked. He looked angry and in pain.

  “I love you?” she repeated, raising her brow.

  His lips rose at each end. He was plainly losing the fight at being angry with her.

  “Do you want to leave me?” he asked, his face changing again, reverting back to pain.

  Anger flooded through her that he would ask that question. She fucking loved this man with every fiber of her being. He had to know that, right? This big Alpha shifter man was insecure that she didn’t love him enough to stay? To be his lifelong mate?

  “You really believe I wanted to go with that scumbag?” she growled out angrily. “You really think I would give up you and my family for a fucking worthless piece of—”

  Harris cut her off by slamming his mouth over hers. His tongue delved deep into her mouth and began fucking it. His fingers ran through her hair, taking possession of her head. Each time she tried to draw away to take a breath his hands would grasp her hair harder and hold her to him. When he finally drew back they were both panting.

  “You are mine!” He growled deep and low. “If you ever do something this idiotic and stupid again, I will tan your arse until you can’t sit down for a week!”

  “I’d have to lay down then,” she replied cheekily, hoping to defuse the situation. “I did this for you, Harris. You can see that, right?”

  “At the moment I’m so angry at nearly losing you I can’t see anything straight.” He sighed heavily. “Don’t ever do something like this again. Talk to me, okay?”

  Wow, he had taken this well, she mused.

  “I know what you’re thinking, Chick, and no, I’m not as calm as I seem. When I get you home, you will go upstairs, after seeing my sister of course. Then you will go to our room, take a shower, then be waiting for me naked on our bed, very needy and very wet. Understand?”

  Although a little pissed at being ordered to do something, she had done everything he asked. After he had come up to the room and showered himself, he’d walked into the bedroom with his cock hard and proud and ravished her. For three whole days they had sex all over the room and in every possible way they could. She knew he wanted to make sure she was marked inside and outside for anyone to know she was his. She’d enjoyed it too.

  She heard the clatter of china hitting each other, the sound dragging her out of her thoughts. The bedroom door opened and standing there with breakfast for two on a tray was her mate. He was a gorgeous sight to see. His naked chest was covered with a fine dusting of hair. She took a moment to admire his six-pack, which she loved and had licked over many times. The only item of clothing he wore was his jeans, which were currently unbuttoned, showing another thin strip of hair heading down to his groin. She knew he was totally commando underneath them. The bulge in his jeans also showed he was wickedly aroused.

  “Morning, mate.” She grinned, sitting up and tugging the quilt up over her naked breasts.

  “Morning, Chick.” He smiled back. “We have bacon and eggs this morning.” He sat on the edge of the bed, putting the tray over her legs and dropping a kiss on her cheek.

  “What’s the plan today? Terrie said something about seeing some of the older folks before dinner.”

  “First, we’re going to eat. Then you’re going to suck my cock. After that we’ll go downstairs and open presents while dinner is cooking. We will then go feed and visit some old folks. Come back, eat, and nap the afternoon away after I’ve fucked you. Watch movies in the evening, play some games, and then come to bed where I will fuck you stupid, over and over, ’til you can’t remember your name. We good?”

  Her brow had risen and her mouth gaped open listening to him reel off the day’s plans. Harris was staring at her, all emotion hidden on his face while he waited for an answer. A few seconds later his face lit up like a beacon, his smile wide and perfect.

  “Nothing to say, Chick?” he asked, laughing.

  “I...You…We…” Oh God, where were her words? She couldn’t speak, she was still in shock.

  Harris lifted the tray off her lap
and placed it on the floor while she was still trying to find her voice. She didn’t know if she was angry or aroused. Her pussy wept. Her nipples hardened. Her mind scream he was a git but he was her git.

  Harris’s hand tangled in her hair at the back of her neck, and he tugged her head toward him. The quilt around her chest fell to her waist. His lips covered hers, and he ravished them. Finally coming out of her shock, she kissed him back. Who cared what today’s plans were? She was with him. Her mate. Her man, who she was going to spend a lifetime with. She was looking forward to seeing her Alpha mate just as speechless as he made her, when he opened her present.

  Their tongues stroked against each other. A warm hand cupped her breast. She automatically pushed it further into his huge palm. His fingers ran over her nipple, they stroked around the bud, making it stiffen more. She moaned into his mouth, her body heating up. But with extreme will she pulled away from him. It was his turn to look startled.

  “Chick?” he asked when she rolled over and reached into the bedside table drawer. Sitting back up, she produced a long, thin, gift-wrapped box and handed it to Harris.

  “I wanted to give you this first.”

  Harris looked at her questioningly.

  “Please,” she begged gently.

  Looking down at the gift, he pulled the silver ribbon wrapped lovingly around the box. She watched his face as he lifted the lid. His brow rose, and his eyes welled with tears. Reaching into the package, he pulled the pregnancy test out.

  The day Jacob had made his visit, Terrie had snuck to the chemist and bought the test for her. She’d gone upstairs to use Flo’s toilet and peed on the stick. But then things went awry and she’d forgotten about it. Yesterday she had gone back and asked Flo for the test and wrapped it up.

  It now lay in the palm of her mate’s hand. He looked up at her. His smile grew to one that conveyed his satisfaction.

  “Positive?” Harris’s voice came out in a whisper, his eyes glued to hers.

  She made a point of looking at the test in his hand. “I think that’s what it says.” She giggled.

  The test and box went flying. Harris pounced on her, pushing her back onto the bed. Lips met lips. Tongues stroked each other.

  “We’re going to have a kit,” he whispered in her ear. “I’m going to watch you grow big with our family.”

  “Ugh, thanks,” she muttered with a mental image of her as fat as a beached whale.

  Harris was off the bed and undressed within seconds. He pulled the quilt back and lay down next to her. She watched Harris run a hand over her lower stomach. He looked up into his eyes, and she saw love—pure love. She had never seen that degree of love from anyone other than her mother.

  “Our kit.” His head lowered and he kissed the spot where their baby was growing. “Who would have known it, finding you in that crevice the same day I was beginning to give up hope of ever finding a mate to have kits with. And now you’re in our bed, carrying our littlebit.”

  “Littlebit?” she asked.

  Harris shrugged. “A name for our growing kit inside your belly.” He leaned down and kissed her stomach again. “This is one awesome Christmas present.”

  He beamed, crawling up the bed. Melinda looked into the eyes of her savior. Although her arm was still in a cast, it was the last reminder of how she’d finally found the life she’d been looking for.

  “Now, I do believe that a cock sucking was next on the list.” He laughed.

  She threw a half-hearted punch at his shoulder. “Pompous arse.” She giggled.

  “Pregnant mate.”

  “Pussy cat.”

  “Mine.” He kissed her and the banter away.

  Using his knees, Harris spread her legs apart, and she felt his length sit at her entrance. His lips closed around her right nipple, sucking it deep into his mouth. The sensations it caused made her grip his shoulders tightly. She dug her nails into his skin, egging him to enter her. She needed something...it was bordering on pain just how much she wanted him inside of her.

  “Now, please,” she begged.

  She wrapped her legs around his hips. Slowly, he entered her. The delicious feeling of his cock filling her body made her moan. Gently, he withdrew and entered her again, his shaft filling her, stretching her walls. She loved his cock inside of her.

  His grunts came out low and harsh as his thrusts became harder and faster. She gasped at the pain he caused pinching at her nipple, it rippled through her body straight down to her clit. She groaned from the pain and pleasure it generated. She pushed against his arse with her feet, trying to get him to fuck her harder.

  “More,” she begged. Perspiration beaded their skin. His pace picking up.

  “Mine,” he murmured again in her ear. “Forever and a day.”

  His lips clamped over hers, and his kiss became as heated as his pelvis slamming against her. Her orgasm was building, and judging by the way he was rocketing into her, his was too. She purposely clenched her walls against his cock, making him groan out loud.

  “Minx, do it again.” He grunted.

  She did, and he thrust again. Everything seemed to pause for an infinitesimal second, then she felt his pulsing cock fill her with his potent seed. His shout of delight matched hers. Her pussy quivered and convulsed around him as he planted small kisses about her neck and up her jaw until he reached her lips.

  “Swollen lips, flushed face, dreamy eyes, and one pulsing cunt,” Harris said, grinning, and ground against her again, causing his cock to slide against her sensitive walls one more time. She let out a sigh of contentment. “I’d say I have one well and truly, completely fucked mate.”

  “You are such an arse.” She giggled.

  “Your arse.”

  “Always.

  About T. Cobbin

  Trish Cobbin started to write books as an escape, but she took a break when she became a full-time mother to three children. Once her children were grown and flew the coop, expanding their own families and giving her three wonderful grandchildren, she was left with some spare time and decided to put pen to paper again. She lives in the UK with her faithful dogs Jellybean and Puddin', and her youngest son, and a door that is never closed to family.

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  Content Warning: contains strong language, some violence, and lots of hot, steamy sex scenes

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  Can Greyback keep Maddy safe, and will they find love in the process?

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  It was just supposed to be a one-night stand, but it turned into so much more.

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