Sizzling Hot Alpha Male Paranormal Romance Box Set

by Roth, Mandy M.

  “How dare you make a generalization like that!”

  He lifted a brow. “Then why is it you have not known the touch of a man? Are you not holding on to your maidenhead for the man you love? I have heard of Earth women doing this and that is where you hail from, is it not?”

  Okay, she did and yes, she was originally going to wait for the right man, but that was beside the point. “I’ll have you know I got caught in a backroom with two men. I was…” She paused. Her cheeks flamed red.

  Garon lifted his chin haughtily. “You were what?”

  “Licking them.” She turned even redder. “Their dicks.”

  Lorne and Garon shared a look.

  “It would seem our pick is a wild one,” Lorne said smugly. “She likes to lick cock. We should test to see just how much she enjoys the act.”

  Garon narrowed his gaze on her. “Yet you have not had a man’s cock in you. Not so wild from where I stand. Rather tame. Rather Earthly.”

  She growled and glanced at his wrap. It was then she noticed the bulge in it. He wasn’t unaffected by her naked state. Far from it. She grinned. “Fine. If you don’t want me and my repressed Earthly ways, then Lorne can have his turn now. If I’m going to lose my virginity it might as well be given to him first. After all, I’ll be wearing his whatever on my collar thingie.”

  Lorne smiled.

  Garon roared and shot forward, sounding more animal than man. His body was suddenly over hers. His mouth too close to her as he spoke, his tone low, threatening. “My cock shall be the first to break your barrier. It is my right as first husband. Am I clear?”

  “We’re not married,” she shot back. Teon wasn’t sure where her confidence was coming from, because she actually wanted to slink down and bow before him. He was that commanding.

  His jaw set. “Must everything with you be an argument?”

  She simply stared at him.

  “I should have selected another,” he stated. “I foolishly believed you to be meek and willing. You are neither. Cover yourself and go prepare our dinner.”

  Hurt that he’d admit to wanting another, Teon lowered her gaze and pulled at the sheet on the bed. She was just about to cover herself when she felt a lone tear splash down her cheek.

  Garon caught her wrist gently. He glanced to Lorne. “Leave us.”

  Lorne nodded and left the room.

  “You weep?” Garon asked, still holding her wrist, preventing her from covering herself. “Why? I have caused you no physical harm.”

  She tried to harden herself. “The situation. Do you think I wanted to be here? On this planet? Forced into this situation with two men I don’t know? I know you don’t want me, that I displease you, but you should know I didn’t want this. I didn’t get a choice.”

  Garon watched her from his dark eyes for what felt like forever. “You believe I do not desire you?”

  She nodded.

  He eased closer, his free hand coming to a stop just shy of her left breast. “Your scent consumes me. The thought of your body wrapped around my cock is all that runs through my mind. My body has been hard since you stepped off the ship and it shows no signs of stopping. All I wish is to be buried deep in your womb, releasing my seed, but I sense your fear, I sense your reluctance to share your body. The idea makes you wet but the reality scares you. I will not force your hand. I will not permit Lorne to do so either. Not that he really would.”

  Teon soaked in what he was saying. With a shaky breath, she took hold of his outstretched hand. She couldn’t stop herself as the tears burst free. She launched herself at Garon, tossing her arms around his neck as she smashed her breasts against his chest. She hugged him, crying openly. After a few seconds, his arms eased around her and the movements seemed awkward for him.

  She didn’t care. She needed to be held.

  Chapter Six

  Lorne observed Garon embracing Teon and could not stop the splay of a smile as it slid over his lips. He knew goading the two of them would move things along. He’d known Garon since birth and knew how the man’s mind worked. And the female wasn’t at all hard to read. She needed to feel comfort, to feel love before she would accept them fully, before she would trust them enough to submit to them fully. He was aware of as much.

  His body ached, needing release. He considered visiting one of the Pleasure Houses but resisted. The promise of a woman of his own, or rather, a woman to share with his best friend as their own, was too alluring. He didn’t want a random woman’s mouth wrapped around his cock right now. He did not want to be buried balls deep in just another pussy. He wanted to sample their prize. He wanted to lose himself in Teon.

  She was beautiful without realizing as much. So soft, her skin so pale. He eyed his palm, wondering how easy her skin would redden when he spanked her ass. The very thought of getting to paddle her made his balls heavy and the beast in him stir. Something had to give. It was too dangerous for him to walk around without release, especially with his beast this close to the surface.

  He walked down the hall to Garon’s pleasure room. All men of Ralen had one in their homes. The room was equipped with all a male would need to try to hold off The Heat.

  Lorne walked to a device on the far back wall and keyed in his settings. He wanted warmth, wetness, tightness and pulling. The machine beeped once and then scanned him, taking his measurements instantly. He unwrapped the material covering his cock and let it bob freely. The machine’s light ran over his shaft as well and a hole opened in the wall.

  Lorne eased closer, his hand running down and over his cock. He stroked it and aligned with the hole in the wall. The machine, auto-sensing his needs, pushed the hole out more, with a rounded hump. It very much simulated a bent over female. He aligned his cock head with the hole, knowing it would be wet since he’d programmed in as much. He closed his eyes and then gritted his teeth.

  “Computer, pull upon an image of the female within the dwelling,” he commanded.

  The monitor before his face suddenly held the image of Teon. It was when he’d been watching her from the doorway, recording her waking. He focused on her breasts as he pushed his cock into the device. It instantly began pulling slightly on his cock, creating the perfect suction as he started moving in and out, fucking it slowly at first.

  His concentration remained on the image of Teon. In his mind it was her pussy. Her cunt accepting his thrusts. He moved faster, with purpose. His entire body tightened and the base of his spine prickled. A shift was near if he didn’t come soon.

  The devices in the pleasure rooms were built to withstand the men’s strength. Lorne knew as much and pounded without mercy into it. He roared, his teeth lengthening as hair sprouted on the backs of his hands and arms. His fingernails grew sharp, and he pressed his palms flat to the wall as he fucked the living hell out of the device before him.

  He stared at Teon’s face and with one final thrust he pushed in and emptied his seed into the device. His body became his to control once more. He shuddered at the thought of how close to The Heat he truly was.

  He withdrew his cock from the device as it set about self-cleaning. He focused on his hands as they returned to normal form, as did his teeth. He sighed. There was no denying it now. Garon wasn’t the only one of them teetering on the edge of madness.

  Lorne was too.

  He closed his eyes a moment and prayed Garon could gain Teon’s trust and soon. They didn’t have much in the way of time.

  *

  Garon, unsure what to do, attempted to pull his arms free from the tiny woman. He did not want to harm her and already he knew he held too tight to her. She moaned, whimpered and pressed herself harder to him. With a sigh, he continued to hold her tight. “Teon, do I cause you pain?”

  Her hand came to his chest. “No. Please just hold me more. I’m so tired and you feel safe.”

  Pride welled in him.

  He nodded and then moved them to a lying-down position. The woman eased closer to him, seeming to conform to his body. He s
tiffened and then relaxed as his heightened senses caught on to the fact she had fallen asleep. He moved just enough to be able to look down upon her face.

  She was so beautiful it was nearly impossible to believe she was to be his. The bruising on her face had started to fade. Seeing it returned his anger with the traders. He would have paid any price for her.

  He found his fingers had a mind of their own as they seemed drawn to her silky hair. He absently stroked it as she slept in his arms. Having her close helped to calm his beast slightly, but the beast and the man still wanted to fuck her. They needed to.

  Her tears had broken something deep within him. Already he’d felt drawn to her in a way he’d not felt drawn to a woman before. He had wanted to kill anyone and anything that caused her pain. But he had been the cause. He had caused her emotional pain—something the men of his kind were not used to dealing with. The few who had collared and mated often spoke of their woman’s needs, both physical and emotional. This tended to baffle the unmated males.

  Garon suspected it would be some time before he or Lorne truly figured out what a woman was thinking and what she needed on all levels. Lorne would do so first. It was his nature to be more observant of those things.

  He found himself getting lost looking at Teon’s sleeping face. He dipped his head and kissed her forehead gently, careful not to wake her. He inhaled and caught scent of Lorne’s release.

  He grinned, knowing Lorne was making use of the pleasure room. It was for the best. Lorne should not be around Teon with pent-up sexual need. Not when Garon was sure Lorne’s Heat was nearing, if not already upon him. The mating heat wasn’t something any Ralen warrior toyed with. It made them lose sense of the man and live only as a crazed beast. It was something they’d been warned of as bedtimes stories as young whelps and learned the hard truths of as they aged. They’d seen too many of their brethren fall victim to it. Often it broke the man, leaving him a shell of what he’d been, or worse yet, left him a raving beast that needed to be hunted and put down.

  Garon, as one of the generals, had been tasked more than once with leading hunts on his own men. Men who had been overtaken with The Heat. Ending the lives of his fellow men still haunted him. Their world was starved for females and something needed to give and soon. The trader ship, while holding many women, did not have enough.

  He exhaled slowly, the tension of it all weighing heavily upon him. A soft hand touched his cheek, and he looked down to see Teon was awake and looking up at him. She caressed his jawline. “You look sad and angry all at once.”

  “Just deep in thought.”

  “About if you’ll keep me or not?” she asked, her voice low, her gaze worried.

  “No,” he said firmly. He held her closer. “Keeping you is not a question at all. I was wrong to threaten you with sending you away.”

  “But you still won’t touch me…sexually?” She eased closer to him, her breasts pressed to his chest. He could smell her sex. Smell that she desired him.

  His cock throbbed with need. “When I know you truly want this, then I will fuck you good and hard. Until then…”

  Her lips quivered and Garon found himself reacting. He moved up and over her, causing her to gasp and even more cream to flood her inner thighs. He could smell it and he needed to taste it. Of that he was certain.

  His lips found hers. She opened her mouth to him. That was good. If she didn’t submit, he wasn’t sure his beast could restrain. Her hands found the sides of his face as he fucked her mouth with his tongue. Her tiny body squirmed beneath him, exciting his cock more.

  He placed a knee between her legs, forcing them open. She obliged, opening even wider than he’d expected. He smiled against her lips. By the stars, his little woman was fire beneath the ice. So eager for his cock, judging by the way she rubbed her lower half against him.

  Chapter Seven

  Teon wriggled and waggled to no avail under Garon’s large masculine form. It was like trying to move the unmovable. All that stood between them was the wrap around Garon’s waist. She moved, grinding against him, hoping to get it to come loose. It didn’t.

  His tongue eased around hers, pulling moans from her. Her nipples hardened and scraped against his hairless chest. Frustrated, she caught his tongue with her teeth gently and bit lightly. He smiled against her mouth and moved his hips in a way that left the large bulge in his wrap pressing against her mound. The friction made her inner thighs heat.

  She cried out as he struck her sensitive clit. He wasn’t even fucking her and already she was ready to come harder than she’d ever done by herself. She’d dreamed of this moment. Of having a male dominate her and please her body’s needs. She never dreamed she’d find a male up to the task—one alpha enough to handle her every desire.

  Garon broke the kiss and stopped his powerful grind. She moaned and grabbed for him, but he waved a finger, the lone action making her freeze in place. His piercing gaze bore into her as he eased down the length of her. He trailed kisses down her stomach and then over her sex. She gasped as his tongue ran the length of her slit. He opened her legs more and his tongue eased over her swollen clit.

  Teon nearly launched off the bed, it felt so good.

  Garon’s tongue swiped over her clit again and again. Each time it drove her closer to the edge of something great. She melted into the bed, her legs spread, his head buried between them. He added a finger, pushing it into her tight, wet entrance. There was a quick popping that confused her. She’d touched herself before. She’d rubbed her bud to the point she came more than once.

  But you never put your fingers in fully, she reminded.

  It was done.

  Her maidenhead was gone.

  Garon increased his pace, his finger pushing in and out of her as his tongue worked nothing short of magic on her clit. He added another finger and she cried out, unable to hold in her verbal pleas for more any longer.

  “Yes,” she murmured. “Yes.”

  Garon chuckled and added yet another finger, stretching her more. Her body clenched on his hand and Garon lapped at her sex, groaning into her pussy.

  “So tight,” he said softly. “My flower will need to be trained to accept all of me.”

  Teon’s head moved back and forth as she tried to wrap her mind around the assailing pleasure. It was too much but not enough. Confused, she let go fully. Her legs shook as pleasure raced through her lower region. Her pussy clenched tighter around Garon’s fingers and he inhaled deep.

  Her gaze met his, and she watched as his eyes swirled with light blue colors. She gasped, her orgasm still in control.

  Garon did a long, slow blink, the swirling colors remaining, making the man even sexier. She reached down and touched his cheek as he continued to suck on her clit, riding out her orgasm.

  “I want a turn,” Lorne said from the doorway, startling her.

  She looked to him and found him totally naked, his hand on his cock. He met her gaze. “You pink up so pretty when you come.”

  She blushed more. “It’s because I’m a dirty girl.”

  Lorne licked his lips. “Good. I like my women dirty. I like them bad too. Are you bad, Teon?”

  She hesitated and then understood where the play was going. She nodded. “Very bad.”

  Garon laughed as he drew back from her pussy. His chin glistened with her cream. He made no move to wipe it away. Instead, he pulled her up and turned her with ease as if she had no weight to her at all. “On all fours. Now.”

  She obeyed and it excited her the way he made demands. Her pussy ached for more.

  Lorne approached, still stroking his cock. He eyed her upturned ass. “Look how hard you made her come, Garon. Her juices run down her legs.”

  Garon unfastened his wrap and Teon continued to stare over her shoulder at him in stunned wonderment as he revealed his cock as well. She gulped at the size of the two men. She knew they’d be bigger than the men she’d seen on Earth, but she had no idea just how big.

  Lorne ease
d onto the bed and eyed her. He lifted a brow. “Tell me how bad you are, Teon.”

  She wiggled her ass. “So very bad.”

  His palm came down on her ass cheek and the sound rent the air. The pain moved through her, exciting her more. As it faded, pleasure washed over her. She moved more. “Yes, I’m a bad girl. Very bad.”

  Lorne smiled and swatted her other cheek. This time he ran his hand over the area when he was done. He continued, spanking her, caressing her, turning her on more. She could feel her wetness running down the backs of her legs and her inner thighs. She’d never been so hot for anything in her life.

  Garon stroked his cock and she licked her lips, watching him. Lorne nudged him. “She looks hungry for your manhood. I say you give the little flower what she wants.”

  Garon puffed out his chest and moved off the bed, only to come to the head of it. He moved onto the bed once more, his obscenely huge cock near her face. “Open.”

  She opened her mouth as he ordered and he pressed the hot tip to her bottom lip.

  “Lick me first and then suck.”

  She eased her tongue over the head of his cock just as Lorne pushed a finger inside her. He thrust hard and then removed it. He swatted her ass cheek again and pleasure burst through her lower region once more. Next, Lorne’s mouth was on her, his face buried in the cleft of her ass.

  It was all so dirty. So shameful, yet she loved every second of it.

  She licked her way down the long length of Garon’s cock. When she reached the base, she bent her head and licked his hairless ball sac as well. He grabbed her chin, forcing open her mouth. He took hold of his cock and put the tip on her lips. With a nod he then inched in slowly before going to the back of her throat. Her eyes burned but she did as he instructed. She sucked him while he fucked her mouth.

  Most of his cock remained out of her mouth due to his sheer size no matter how far back he went. She lifted a hand and wrapped it partway around him. He fucked her mouth faster. His ball sac swung and began hitting her chin with each forward thrust.