Alpha Mate (Paranormal Shifter Werewolf Romance)

by Ivanna Roze

  What a weird thing to make us sign. But my mind was solely on the money, and that's ultimately what made me sign both forms and follow the women into the next room. There were our bikes, mine near the back. But hang on a second... that's not my normal bike! What the hell is going on?

  “Excuse me, Carly?” A brunette in the back started.

  “Yes, Kayla?” Carly was chipper as always, her red lips slightly parted in her smile.

  “What are the holes in the seat for?” There was a giggle around the room.

  “That was to be my next announcement. For those of you who are new, what you are now participating in is a dildo bike race. Instead of just racing around the neighborhood on a boring bike, you be getting fucked, hard, while also trying to compete with each other... and the men.”

  A few of us, including myself, looked around confused. The men? Were they also going to be fucked? I imagined Max on a bike, and where that dildo would be going...

  My face burns hot, my back stiff and my eyes wide. Max. Being fucked in the ass with a dildo bike. Is that hot? Do I think that's hot? The tingle in my panties tells me that yes, I think that is extremely hot.

  No one else seems to be leaving either. Even those whose faces are as bright red as mine are just staying put, so I decide I will too. What the hell. I'm constantly horny anyway.

  “Now, a few of you have done this before, so you can just go to your bikes. If you're new to this, please come up and see me and I'll show you how this all works.” Carly stands to the side while half the room, including myself, stands up to go to our bikes. The other half huddle around the cute blonde who models her bike, showing them how the dildo moves up and down through the seat.

  This is so kinky. All of us being fucked while we ride through the private country club land. I can't wait to hear the chorus of moans and sighs and groans of orgasm.

  The group around Carly breaks, more excited now than nervous.

  My cunt is tingling again, aching for this fuck. I know this is going to be so fun. I admire the tits of the petite Asian woman in front of me, her slender frame bending as she tries to insert the dildo into her pussy for the first time. I throw my leg over the seat and easily push my dildo into my cunt, thankful that my anal vibrator is no long installed.

  The long dildo feels good inside of me while I wait for us to start moving. I close my eyes and let myself really feel the smooth plastic inside of me, squeezing my muscles. It's enough to make me let out a small moan. The Asian in front of me looks back at me, her cheeks pink and her eyes sleepy with desire. I smile sheepishly.

  “Alright, if you're not on your bike yet, hop on,” Carly says. She walks over to her bike before us and gives us a raunchy show. She holds herself firm as she swings her strong, toned leg over her bike. Her very short skirt rides up, giving us all a view of her wet pussy, her pink folds dripping with her juices. Her clit looks large and throbbing, angry with horniness.

  I can feel the excitement in the room as every woman gets used to the feeling of their plastic phallus. Once Carly is firmly in place on her large dildo, she starts to ride off. One after another, we all follow suit out the large doors that lead to the path.

  We follow Carly, the new women thoroughly enjoying the first fucks from their bikes, to a point where our road meets with another. She stops, and so do we, waiting for the men.

  A few moments later we hear some laughing and hollering as the men come down the hill to meet us. I watch with great amusement as most of the men were completely naked and very much enjoying the dildo in their asses. I watch them, their hard cocks bouncing against the seat, until I see Max.

  He's completely naked, his prick harder than I've ever seen it. I didn't expect him to enjoy being fucked in the ass... but he definitely is enjoying it. And god, he looks hot as he waves to me, his dick bouncing as he rides down the rocky path. Every woman is watching him, marveling at how confident he is.

  The men join us at the fork in the road, Carly's husband joining her ahead of us. He turns around and faces us with his dick in his hand. He pumps it as he surveys the group. A few of the women have stripped off their shirts, leaving them lying on the ground.

  Carly's husband starts talking. “Alright, so we'll all be riding around the neighborhood. This road goes fully around and then brings us back up to the country club. Any questions?”

  No one said anything, but the group was buzzing with excitement.

  “On your mark!”

  Max joins me, laughing as I raise my eyebrow at him. “I'm going to make you pay for this,” I tell him.

  “I'm looking forward to it. Unbutton your dress.”

  I do as I'm told, unbuttoning the first 8 buttons and pulling the fabric wide. I unclasp my bra and pull it off, throwing it on the ground with a flourish. My breasts are now available for all to see, and as many men ogled me as women ogled Max.

  “Get set!”

  I slip my hand under my dress, my eyes locked on Max's as he tugs his cock. I flick my clit and moan.

  “GO!”

  And we're off, slowly at first. I am thoroughly used to the feeling of being fucked like this now, but I'm enjoying myself as much as the newbies are. Max looks both baffled and aroused as he rides with one hand on the handlebar and the other on his prick. I moved ahead of him for a moment before he rejoined me. Those who were more physically fit than we are zoom past us, their tight butts wiggling on their seats.

  The plastic dong slides in and out of my slit, hitting my cervix and forcing me to moan. My moan is met with Max's as his dildo fucks his tight, virgin asshole.

  “Enjoying yourself?” I ask him, grinning wickedly. “Maybe I'll have to buy a strap-on.”

  He doesn't laugh though. He's breathing heavily. “Yeah, maybe you will.”

  It's so hot watching my boyfriend have his first anal experience while we're surrounded by a group of people being fucked by their bikes.

  With every thrust of his dildo, I saw his eyes roll back a bit. I enjoyed his display, his large penis flopping slightly against the bike seat. As we round a corner and head into the woods, I watch him pump his cock, slower now so that he'll last for the whole ride.

  Licking my lips, I try to keep myself steady as my own dildo fucks me harder and faster. I look ahead of us at Carly and the Asian woman who are riding next to each other, their tits bouncing wildly as they do. Suddenly Carly's husband's big cock starts to spurt white streams of cum up in the air. Their hit him on his bare chest and stomach.

  Finally as we come out from the woods I felt my orgasm mounting. I glanced over at Max, and I could tell he was about to cum too. The country club is coming into view now, and I know I won't be able to cum before we get there. I try to speed up, hoping the hard fucking would force me over the edge, but instead I just got to the country club too fast. I pout as I stop, behind the other sweaty people.

  Some have orgasmed, others haven't. Everyone still looks horny, ravenous for more sex.

  “Our winner this year is Chikako!” Carly announces. The petite Asian housewife stands before us, her perky breasts heaving with each breath she takes. Her pussy is glistening with her juices. “Let's all go into the great hall. We have a surprise, something new for this year!”

  Getting off the bike, I find I'm not disappointed at all that I didn't win. The dildo slides out of my pussy with a naughty sound. I look down at my seat, its leather soaked with my juices, before turning to Max. I watch him stand up and dismount the cock in his ass.

  Biting my lip, I feel a twinge in my stomach. It is so hot to see my boyfriend with something in his ass. His cock is fully at attention, and he is ready to cum soon.

  Max comes up to me, pulling me into him. His fingers press against the inside my thigh, sliding up it. I shudder. He takes his fingers, now covered with my juices, and places them in his mouth. My boyfriend sucks on them, slurping up my girly juice excitedly. He turns, and I follow him into the club, absolutely mesmerized.

  In the great hall, we find a la
rge selection of sex toys, and I know exactly what's in store. Nothing has to be said. Immediately, there are couples and groups writhing on the floor, fucking each other at full force. Max takes my hand and pulls me to the ground on top of him.

  “Fuck me,” he commands. I use my small hand and take his huge pecker, guiding it into my depths. Hissing, I fall down onto his huge cock. His hands go to my breasts and massage them while a few other people watch us. He pinches and flicks my nipples.

  I can't help but cry out at the delicious attention. I work my hips, grinding on his cock as it moves even deeper into me. Lifting himself up, he pulls me down and bites my left nipple.

  Before we can really get into the sex, the petite Asian, Chikako, wanders over to us. She stands above me, her pussy right in front of my face. I can smell her; I want her. I grab her by the hips and pull her forward, shoving my face into her cunt.

  I lick deep within her folds while grinding on top of Max. She squeals in delight as I nibble on her clit, Max moaning as his balls tighten up. His groans garner everyone's attention as he spills his seed deep within my womb.

  I get off him, horny as fuck, and push Chikako to the ground. I munch on her cunt with my ass in the air, and Carly's husband comes up behind me. I expect a normal fucking in my cunt, but instead I feel him spread my ass cheeks and brace myself for a new experience. I've never done anal before, but I am more than excited to be trying it now. As his thick but short cock penetrates my bowels, I nibble and lick at Chikako's cunt, her moans and mewls pushing me closer and closer to the edge. Suddenly, Max has a dildo and is pushing it into my cunt. Now that my ass and cunt are both being fucked, I am sure to cum soon. When I do, I scream into the Asian cunt I am lapping at, and can feel my pussy twitch and spasm in pleasure.

  A year later, I've really become the perfect girlfriend. The yearly bike race has turned into a monthly bike race, organized by myself and Carly. Carly and her husband have become regular visitors at my house. Her pussy is as sweet as any honey, and watching her get fucked by her husband while I'm fucked by my boyfriend is hotter than any porno could ever be.

  Hunted

  Paranormal Western Romance

  Ivanna Roze

  Here's a glimpse at the hot sex scenes to cum come:

  "What if I said I didn't care?"

  "Then you're an idiot."

  She noticed herself leaning into him, and she noticed that he wasn't pulling away from her, in spite of what he was saying.

  "Then I guess I'm an idiot."

  She pressed her lips into his, softly. Even the light graze of his lips against hers was electric and arousing.

  "Don't do this," he said softly. She brushed another kiss across his lips.

  This time he wasn't arguing with her. They separated for a moment, Ashton giving her a hard look, and then a powerful hand wrapped around the back of her neck, pulling her in for a third kiss. This one was deep and rough, his teeth almost chewing on her lips, leaving little bruises that she didn't know that she wanted to go away.

  Cora pressed herself in against him, wanting anything that he was ready to give. She could feel him pressing back, the feminine softness of her body molding itself to his hard lines.

  "We shouldn't do this," he said in between kisses.

  "You always do what you're supposed to?"

  Ashton pulled his shirt off and tossed it behind him. "No."

  Cora let him work the buttons on her dress. The feeling of his hands trembling with impatience and arousal as he tried to work them was like a drug, going straight to her head.

  Then he had them apart and she slipped the dress down her body, leaving her in her chemise and, she noted, very little else. Ashton didn't wait long to move his weight over, pressing her onto her back.

  The casual dominance of it sent another shiver through her. She wasn't sure what she would be able to do if she wanted to stop him. She wasn't going to try.

  His kisses shifted lower, his teeth grazing the soft skin of her neck before he sucked on it hard, pulling a soft moan from her lips before she could stop herself. His hands were already exploring her body, pressing into her soft breasts, one hand helping her dress to ride up her spread thighs.

  The fly of his jeans was pressed into her thigh, sending signals to her sex-addled mind that told her everything she needed to know about what was going to come next. Everything she knew she wanted, and everything she needed.

  She reached her hand down between them, feeling for that hardness that pressed against her. The fly came apart with some difficulty. Who had ever made buttons so stiff and so difficult to open? The zip came easier, and then she reached inside for her prize.

  It was hard and soft at the same time, and where the rest of his skin was still a little chilled, giving his kisses a pleasurable, otherworldly quality, this was burning in her hand.

  "We have to stop."

  "Fuck me," Cora purred in response. For all of his protests, Ashton didn't need to be told twice. He let her guide his hardness up to her, and then pressed himself inside. Cora felt the invasion as a fullness that couldn't be described, and one that she couldn't ever get away from again.

  He held himself still, looking into her eyes. Cora lifted her head to claim a kiss from him. He closed his eyes a moment, forcing himself to stay still, pulling her chemise up and over her head. It joined his shirt on the floor, and he dipped his head to pull one plump breast into his mouth.

  Then he started to move, and every memory that Cora had of how much pleasure he had given her in that cave was overwritten by the difference that she was feeling now. She hadn't known a thing about pleasure until now, her entire body going into fits with every delicious scrape of his hard cock against her insides.

  He took long, hard strokes, hitting deeper and deeper, moving faster and faster, harder and harder, until the sound of flesh slapping on flesh filled the room along with the moans that Cora couldn't stop herself from making.

  "Oh God—I'm going to—"

  Cora couldn't finish her thought before her muscles all tightened at once and stayed that way as he moved inside her. Her legs wrapped around him, trying to hold him in as deep as they could. He fucked her harder still, spiraling her somehow into greater and greater heights, until it seemed as if she had always been cumming.

  She felt him twitching inside her as he came and let her eyes drift shut with the new, impossible pleasure that she was feeling. So many of her older, married lady-friends had complained about their husbands, and about what they did in the bedroom. If they'd had this experience, Cora thought, then they would never have complained.

  She laid back on the pillow, gasping for breath, feeling Ashton's body-weight pressed down onto her, pinning her to the bed. A moment later he withdrew from her and moved off to her side, claiming another kiss from her lips.

  Cora let her eyes close, let her tiredness overwhelm her for a moment. They would figure out what to do next later. For now, she just wanted to enjoy the moment, all the feelings running through her. Even the warmth that he had planted inside her.

  One

  Ashton hated sitting in his office waiting for someone to walk through the door, especially on such a nice day. He preferred walking in the morning after a job, and having Lee tell him that there were three messages waiting for him. Jobs ripe for the picking. Then he could get right over to someone, and put out a message to one of the boys for the others.

  He didn't have anything waiting for him this time. Perhaps it was because he had finished too quickly this time. It was a problem that most would have killed for, but then every one of the men he had grown up with had it.

  Too experienced to get anything really juicy, especially if you wanted a cushy life back east. He'd asked for this when he decided that he didn't want the craziness of hunting out on the frontier. Devils aplenty there. Big ones, old ones. The sort of thing a hunter has nightmares about, or dreams about.

  Ash didn't wake up in a cold sweat when he dreamed about the frontier. But th
e challenge of hunting out there, where the Devils really knew enough to bite back, it was offset by the costs. Sure, he would have plenty of jobs, and the kind of jobs that a town might put together ten, fifteen thousand dollars for—but at the same time, giving up the comforts of the city to go live in the damn desert wasn't appealing.

  So he'd set up shop in Ohio. Easy enough work, but he didn't like being separated from Samson. They had been the closest, and they had barely seen each other since Ash had moved on from New Orleans. He hadn't even heard back from him on Christmas.

  Well, Ash thought, it wasn't as if he was being slighted. The man had always worked hard, and if the separation had anything like the effect on Samson that it had on Ashton, then he wasn't taking it well.

  So now he was sitting in the office that said "Ashton Lowe, Devil Hunter" on the fluted glass window in neat little letters, painted there by a local guy who did great work. And instead of thinking about his next job, because there wasn't one, he was thinking about the guys he had left behind in the bayou.

  Then, as it always seemed to, things started moving. The wheels started turning, and Ashton was able to get out of the office that he hated, but had to keep to make sure that jobs kept coming.

  Lee knocked on the door. "What is it?"

  He peeked his head in just enough to be seen. "Mr. Lowe, there's a man here to see you. He says he's got a job offer."

  "What's the job?"

  "He says he'll give you the details if you can meet him, but he's busy, it seems. He's just sent a messenger and ten dollars for a ride over to Leo's on Rockwell."

  "Ten dollars?"

  Lee shrugged.

  "I guess the man's serious. Best not keep him waiting, then."

  Ashton pushed himself up from the chair and started moving. The fare wasn't necessary to get him moving. Five times the fare was even less necessary. He wanted to be moving yesterday. Sitting around waiting for a job was the worst. He made the street in five minutes and was in a hansom cab within two more.