Alpha Doms Box Set: 9 Delicious Stories + 10 Sexy Heroes = 19 Reasons to Indulge

by Christin Lovell

  I wrapped my arms around her tweaking her nipples as I charged in and out of her sweet hole. “Keep rubbing that clit, baby. I want you to come with me, okay?”

  She shuddered, moaning as she leaned her head back onto my shoulder. She rocked her hips up and down, meeting my stride with enthusiasm.

  Lost in the feel of her around me, the intense pleasure building in my balls, tugging at my lower stomach, I groaned. She felt exquisite.

  I continued to rub her breasts, jolts of excitement chasing to my core with each verbal response I pulled from her. God, she’s beautiful. I stared at her soft lids, falling halfway, obscuring her blue eyes. Her mouth hung open, forming the perfect small ‘o.’ Her hair fell in gorgeous, sunny waves around her face and down to her breasts where my hands were manipulating more pleasure from her. The sight of my dark tan skin next to her creamy ivory, the sight of my hard body next to her soft, seemed so perfect. The combination of us was a perfect delicate design. She was the epitome of feminine beauty.

  My eyes traveled down to where her fingers were furiously flying over her clit. The sight of it had me doubling my speed. With her other hand, she gripped my forearm for balance. She pressed down onto my cock, grunting with each thrust. I squeezed my hands on her breasts, drawing a bit of pain to mix with her pleasure. It was enough to send her over the edge.

  Suren cried out my name as she clamped down on my cock, her body undulated in pleasure. Her pussy fluttered, her limbs quivered as I continued to drive into her. Seeing and feeling her achieve her orgasm allowed me the freedom to reach my own climax. I finally allowed my wolf to take over.

  I threw her down on the bed, jerked her hips back and fucked her harder than I’d ever fucked a woman before. Her pussy continued to spasm around my assault. My cock swelled as her warmth continued to pour over it, slicking her folds so I could maneuver in and out of her easier. My groin was painfully tight, my balls felt like they were going to pop.

  Abruptly she fell into another orgasm. Her pussy compressed my cock and it was too much. I plunged as far inside her as I could go, shooting my seed at her cervix as pleasure washed over me. I felt the change come over me. I grabbed her hair, yanking her up into my arms as I continued to come inside her. Her body was still shaking; her cries were still echoing in the room when my own joined hers.

  My wolf howled at the height of my pleasure before I bit down on the ligament between her neck and shoulder, officially claiming her as my own; officially surrendering to the fact that I fell in love with my mate before I bit her.

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  Chapter Eleven

  SUREN

  I was on the brink of losing consciousness, the pleasure wracking my body more intense than I imagined possible to survive through. Maryk’s lips seared my skin where he bit me moments ago. His hands lovingly skimmed my plush curves, still tingling from my release, as he pulled out of me. I immediately felt empty, like a part of me was missing.

  He lay down on the bed and tucked me into his arms. He kissed my lips, soothing my jumbled body with this one move. His lips assured me that he wasn’t going anywhere.

  I spread my hand over his chest, loving the feel of his strength beneath my palm the way I’d known it as he surged in and out of my pussy, dominating my pleasure.

  He broke away, running his fingers through my hair. His eyes glittered as he took me in. “You’re so beautiful, and all mine,” he marveled.

  I felt my cheeks heat as I gave him a small smile. Yes, indeed, with him, I really was beautiful. Perhaps fate did know what it was doing when it mated me with him. Or perhaps I loved him enough already to believe him.

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  CONTROLLED DESIRES

  Christin Lovell

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  CONTROLLED DESIRES

  Copyright © 2012 by Christin M Lovell

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  CONTROLLED DESIRES

  As a plus size woman in a world where size matters, Sara didn’t think she would find someone to love her full frame…

  Until her new landlord stopped by.

  Desi scented his mate for over a week before he went to her. It was unusual for a wolf to be mated to a human. But with one look at nature’s chosen one for him, he was in love.

  If his mate won’t let go of her inhibitions though, this alpha will have to take control. Not that he minds...

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  CONTROLLED DESIRES

  Chapter One

  SARA

  It’d been a long week at work, despite working only three days due to the Thanksgiving holiday. I gathered my purse, threw on my jacket, scarf and gloves and shut down the computer at my workstation in the same minute.

  “You leaving, Sara?” Dr. Rahmad asked as he stepped into the front office area of the practice.

  “Yes, sir.”

  He smiled pleasantly, his peppered grey beard feathering outwards. “Have a good holiday.”

  “Don’t stay too late. Your wife wants you home before her parents arrive,” I said, reminding the work-a-holic doctor of his priorities.

  “Good call. Thank you.” He froze, folder in hand, as if to consider what case files he could try to squeeze in before he needed to leave.

  “See you Monday.” I waved and headed for the door.

  “Bye.” He carelessly tossed the word over his shoulder, his mind deep in another layer of work already.

  I tossed my purse onto the passenger seat of my car as I slid into the driver’s spot; I immediately started the engine and blasted the heat. It was only November, but we’d had below average temperatures for this time of year. I waited for my windshield to defrost and my body to stop shaking before I took the wheel.

  It was already after 4 p.m. when I pulled out of the parking lot. Traffic was nearly non-existent since most businesses closed early the day before a holiday. I would have left with the rest of the office staff at noon when we closed, but decided to finish scanning all of the old records into our new electronic filing system.

  As I headed home, I looked forward to snuggling in front of the fire with an erotic romance and a hearty bowl of the chili I had cooking in the crockpot all day. I’d promised to forget about the rest of the boxes cluttering every corner of my new apartment, opting to unwind rather than unpack this evening.

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  Chapter Two

  DESI

  It’d been a week since I first scented her. It’d been a week of torture with a wolf that refused to stop growling and a cock that wouldn’t go down. The urge to break into her apartment and demand her surrender as my dick drove in and out of her tight pussy was unbearable. I’d barely maintained control of myself, let alone the entire pack. They didn’t think I had noticed their avoidance of me or the skittishness of my beta, Mark. They read their alpha well; I was grouchy, in a perpetual state of horniness, only minimally out ranking my wolf. I’d avoided shifting all week in fear of my wolf seeking her out against my will. And once it found her, I had no hope of stopping it from taking her… with or without her consent.

  “Why don’t you introduce yourself?” Mark asked, stepping into my living room. He plopped down on the loveseat. He tried to act casual, but his body language revealed his uneasiness. “You own her building after all,” he added, averting his eyes when I continued to glare at him.

  “I can’t be nice right now.” The words were delivered through gritted teeth; the deep pul
l in my groin ached just at the mention of her.

  He took a deep breath, running his hand through his sandy blonde hair; his honey eyes seemed to widen marginally, enough to clue me in on his concern.

  I sat up, setting my beer on the coffee table. I slid along the cold leather of the sofa, willing the frigid fabric to affect my dick. No such luck.

  I leaned my elbows on my knees and bent closer to my beta. Mark’s gaze met mine, knowing it was going to be important if his alpha lifted off the couch for the first time today other than to get another beer. “I’ve jerked off ten times in the last two days, and not once has my cock laid limp afterwards. There’s a constant fire in my balls that only she can put out. If that wasn’t bad enough, my wolf is damn near shredding my insides trying to claw its way out so he can run and claim her. It’s been hell trying to rein him in when our mate is less than a block away, a dessert teasing us with her delicious scent all day and night. You compound those on top of dealing with maintenance issues for all our investment buildings, accounting questions, pack concerns and every other fucking load of crap anyone wants to drop on my door step and you can see why I can’t be a nice person right now.”

  I snatched the beer off the coffee table and chugged the rest of what was in the bottle. I wished I could drown my wolf, stop the incessant clawing between mewls that mimicked a damn pussy; he was trying everything he could, hell bent on breaking me down and forcing my body to surrender to the change.

  Mark watched me closely, considering me. He was a man who usually thought before he spoke, so this was nothing new. Abruptly he stood. “Eventually you’re going to cave. Either you get close to her now while you’re still thinking somewhat coherently, or you get close to her as a wild beast who, regardless of whether you claim her or not, will certainly chase her off.”

  With his blunt blow to my gut delivered, Mark left.

  I scrubbed my face. I knew he was right. Damn it. Why did fate have to mate me with a human? If it were another werewolf, I would have claimed her already. I would have thrown her on her stomach and demanded her surrender as I pounded into her sweet pussy the moment I smelled her as mine. As a human, I had to worry about my speed, my force and my strength with her. As a human, I had to take care to not break any of her tiny bones as I thrashed my burly body against hers. I was fucked if she had an underweight model’s frame.

  Shit. I couldn’t take it any longer. I had to know. I had to at least see who the stars had matched me with.

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  Chapter Three

  SARA

  The second I walked through my front door, I tossed my heels aside and began stripping. I sought my favorite winter pajamas, an odd combination of plaid, flannel short shorts, a long sleeve, worn grey t-shirt, knee high black socks and an extra-long crocheted scarf that my mother had knitted me the year she passed away. There was comfort and familiarity in these items that warmed me to my soul.

  I flicked the switch to turn on the gas fireplace. Picking up my work clothes, I stuffed them into the hamper in my closet before heading to the kitchen. The smell of homemade chili, my grandma’s special recipe, wafted through the small apartment. I entered the galley kitchen and immediately located a bowl and a spoon. I ladled a hearty scoop into the serving dish and switched the crockpot to ‘Warm.’

  I set the steaming bowl on the coffee table in front of the lone sofa in the living room. I moved to the bookshelves, flanking either side of my shabby couch, in search of a good book to spend my evening lost in.

  The flames flickered in the hearth, offering just enough light to make out the book titles along the well-used spines. I ran my fingers over the worn covers; the smell of old paper mixed with the chili, the ultimate in warm-heartedness and luxury.

  I finally settled on a book I hadn’t read in a while. The cover featured a sexy, strong dominant male with a wolf howling in the background. It was a paranormal erotic romance, and a favorite of mine since it featured a curvy heroine like myself. I’d just sat down and opened the book when there was a knock on the door.

  I glanced at the clock. It was nearly 5:30 p.m. I wasn’t expecting anyone, and didn’t think any deliveries would be made at this time, though I wasn’t anticipating any. I frowned. Standing, I turned the book on its belly and laid it on the coffee table beside my cooling bowl of chili.

  At the door, I stood on my tiptoes, barely meeting the height requirements to see through the peephole. All I could make out though was a tall, broad-shouldered male clad in a black leather jacket; he was facing away from the door. Maybe he’s lost. The numbers are a little out of order in the building.

  I opened the door just enough for him to see one half of me. He spun on his feet. I gasped, unable to hold back my startle, as big brown eyes looked their fill of me. His nostrils flared, his teeth ground behind rose-colored lips as his hands fisted at his sides. Dark hair contrasted beautifully against his tan skin and his mouth-watering, muscled frame dwarfed me by nearly a foot. I couldn’t stop my body from reacting in delight rather than fear. My nipples hardened and my pussy clenched. Rather than close the door and seek safety, I found myself leaning heavily against the doorframe; I found myself leaning closer to the snarling, sexy beast before me.

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  Chapter Four

  DESI

  Damn she was beautiful! My cock strained against my black jeans as I stared at her full figure. I could only see half of her, but the half I saw had my wolf wagging his tagging and flopping his tongue. Hazel eyes met my gaze with thick lashes framing them. Her hair was a silky black and flowed down past the bottom of her shoulder blades. The combination of her hair, eyes and soft ivory skin was unusual and gave her an exotic appearance. Her lips were plump and pouty, though her top lip was slightly fuller than her bottom lip. I couldn’t help but picture her lips around the head of my cock as she sucked it.

  Her curves were ample and had my hands fisting to avoid grabbing at them. Full breasts stretched the material of the well-warn shirt tightly, giving me a perfect view of her erect nipples. Voluptuous curves flared out from her breasts; her soft, puffy stomach blended into wide hips I could already picture myself gripping as I fucked her from behind. The wide ‘V’ her thick thighs created as they brushed together at her apex had pre-come dripping from my cock. I wanted her robust thighs wrapped around my waist as I thrust into her.

  After surveying me the same way I did her, she seemed to pull herself together. She shook her head, her brows pulling down as she faced me. She gave me a polite smile. “Can I help you?” Her voice was soft, a lull that had my wolf rolling over, begging to have his stomach rubbed. That was not like my dominant wolf to give up control. Lying on the back was a submissive position.

  “I’m the owner of this building. I came to see that you had settled in alright.” Stupid! Why the hell did I choose the landlord route?

  “Oh.” Her eyes lost a bit of their lust. “Everything’s fine, thanks.” She averted her eyes, gazing at the ground rather than me.

  My wolf roared as her attention slipped away. I fought to keep him under control; I fought myself to keep from snapping her chin up towards me. Damn it. I had to get inside her apartment. I couldn’t just walk away. I needed more time with her.

  “Do you mind if I come in to do a quick inspection? Just to ensure everything is in proper working order,” I quickly added.

  She fidgeted, glancing back into her space. This wasn’t customary, and she seemed to sense that. She eyed me warily. Sucking her bottom lip between her teeth, she nibbled lightly on it. I barely suppressed a groan. Wolves loved to nip, nuzzle and bite their mate. Watching her without being able to join in was nothing short of punishment.

  My wolf clawed at my chest, desire clamping down on my groin. Feeling desperate, I placed my palm against the door and leaned over her. I gave her my best wolfish grin. “It’ll only take a few minutes and then I’ll be out of your hair. Of course, if you’d prefer, you can call the office on Friday and schedule a better time.”
Don’t make me leave. Don’t make me walk away from you.

  I clenched my jaw, swallowing hard as I ate her up with my eyes. The way she abused her lip only heightened my arousal. Her interest had feigned, but I knew I’d be able to get her wet for me. I’d caress her curves, fondle her breasts and lick her pussy until she was gushing with need before I seated my cock deep inside her.

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  Chapter Five

  SARA

  Uncertainty gnawed at me. I’d never seen this man before. I’d been to the office on three separate occasions before being given the keys to my new place and I hadn’t seen him once. He seemed innocent enough, despite the tension thrumming through his body. The biggest indicator though was my lack of fear. I trusted my instincts, and they were screaming safe right now; not to mention my pussy was on the brink of crying again.

  “Um, what’s your name?” I knew I’d read it somewhere on the lease, but couldn’t recall it.

  “Desi; Desi Corrado. And you would be?” The double-R’s rolled off his tongue in a sexy lull. It sent a shiver down my spine. He lifted a brow, a dimple indenting his cheek as he smirked.

  My heart fluttered; my nipples tightened as he gazed down at me. I swallowed past the lump in my throat. “Sara.”

  “Sara, what?” he pressed.

  “Lofton.”

  “Well, Sara Lofton, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” He pursed his lips. His muscles flexed as if he was holding back, fighting his body over something.

  I shook my head, looking back into my apartment. It wasn’t messy. Everything I’d unpacked had been neatly put away. The only mess was the untouched boxes I’d stuffed into corners to keep the walking path clear. I looked back at the tempting male. He licked his lips, bending into me. I took a tentative step backwards as desire flared within me. I didn’t know what he was going to do, but I knew I wanted him, and that wasn’t safe.