Cole (Obsessed Alpha Book 2)

by C. M. Steele

  “Yeah and if there was any traffic, someone would have plowed into us. Besides, this has more room, and I can focus on you.” I brush my hand up and down her arm.

  She shakes her head at me, giving me her best scowl. “Oh no, you don’t. It took me a whole five minutes to put this makeup on.”

  “Good, then you can fix it while I get my suit on.”

  “Ugh, if I must,” she sighs, fighting a smile. I drag her onto my lap and slide my hand to the back of her neck. My thumb caresses her jaw, and I whisper, “You don’t need any makeup. You’re beautiful the way you are. Give me your mouth, Aviana.”

  “Cole,” she moans, dipping her head until her soft, glossy lips brush mine. My fingers intertwine in her long hair, tightening my hold on her as she runs her hands over my chest. I drag my lips away, sliding them down her neck. “Shit,” she bites out, throwing her head back and giving me room to taste more of her. I spin her in my arms, so she straddles my hips and lift up her dress.

  “Are you ready to come for me again, Aviana. Do you want me to make you cream right here?” I ask, running my fingers over her soaking wet panties. I nudge them to the side and stuff one inside, testing her pain. She doesn’t flinch, so I pump two fingers into her core.

  “Yes, please. Give me your big cock. Please. I want it,” she begs. Her hands sliding under my collar and down my back.

  “Take me out, baby.” Her little hands mess with my zipper until she frees my cock. With one hand I drag my dick along her slippery entrance, pushing the panties out of my way with the tip, then I thrust into her unprotected womb. “Fuck, yes.” I groan.

  “Yes,” she cries out. “It’s too much.”

  “You’ll get used to it. Now bounce your sweet little body onto my cock. I want you creaming all over it before I fill you with my seed.” She steadies herself with her hands on my shoulders and starts working herself up and down my pole.

  “Shit, fucking work my cock,” I demand with my teeth nipping on her neck. I find her mouth and kiss the fuck out of her as she slows down, grinding on me. Her long hair falls around our faces as she stares down at me. “That’s it. Keep those gorgeous eyes on me. I want to see your eyes as you take me. You know that you’re mine now. There’s no going back. Not even if I have to kidnap your ass. Tell me. Are you mine?”

  “I’m yours. I’m yours.”

  “Fucking right. Now coat my cock. Give me all your sticky honey.”

  “Oh, hell, I’m coming.” She cries out, but my mouth catches her screams. As much as I want everyone to know she’s mine. My ass is too damn possessive to let anyone hear her come.

  “Me too,” I growl against her lips, pumping my load deep in her belly.

  “Sir, we’re almost there.”

  “We got there first,” I mutter.

  “Thank you.”

  I pull out of her sweet core, adjusting her panties. We fix ourselves as best as possible, and I grab a few tissues to wipe up the extra mess we made. Tucking them into my pocket, I smile to myself. I’m a lucky fucker.

  The limo comes to a stop, and she asks, “How do I look?”

  “Like you’ve been thoroughly fucked.”

  “Oh, great.” She rolls her eyes at me.

  “Well, you better get used to it because I have a feeling you’re going to have that look often.”

  “You’ve got that same look.”

  “And I’m going to wear that motherfucker with pride.”

  The driver opens the door, and I step first before helping Aviana out. “We’ll be ready to go to the wedding in thirty minutes,” I inform him.

  “Yes, sir.”

  “Thank you.” I take her hand and lead her to the entrance. A possessive feeling washes over me as I watch several eyes follow us, more particularly the way they focus on her. Once we’re on the elevator, I pin her to the wall. “I’m doing my best not to act like a jealous beast, so I’m going to apologize in advance.” With a growl, I press my body into hers and slam my mouth on her lips, tongue dominating hers until the ding. We part just a few inches as the other guests get on with us.

  “Hi,” she murmurs when the older couple look at us. I don’t feel the least bit embarrassed because I just caught the old guy cup his wife’s ass. He winks at me, and I return it with a smirk. When we’re that old, I hope that she’ll still let me accost her sexy ass.

  The elevator dings and opens. “Excuse us. This is our stop.” They move out of the way, and I hold her close to me as I rush us down the hall.

  “I know you’re in a hurry, but damn.”

  “I’m sorry, baby.” I scoop her up and carry her the rest of the way to our room. Once I tap my card, we’re inside, and I set her down on her feet. There’s two garment bags hanging on a rack. I look around the room and on the desk is a bouquet of flowers in a vase with a card. Picking up the card, it reads, I need a maid of honor — Missy

  I set it down and say, “It looks like my sister has a dress for you.”

  “What!” I hand her the card, and she shakes her head. “Are you sure this is for me?”

  “Of course. She was supposed to have a bridesmaid, but she got the flu right before we were leaving.”

  I send a text to Missy, and she calls me right back. “Hey, tell your pretty woman to try it on. The seamstress can come back and adjust.”

  “How did you know?”

  “I sent Bishop in there, silly. She’s hot, smart and oh so perfect for you. Now hurry up. If I was an even nicer sister, I’d let you get married with us, but I’m still a damn diva, so get your asses ready and get over here before Jason decides to bolt on me.”

  “I’ll kill him if he does.”

  “I’m not going anywhere, now can you get ready. I have a woman to marry.” I spin around to see my future brother-in-law frowning at me.

  “See ya.” She hangs up on me, so I toss my phone on the coffee table.

  “Hi. I’m Jason. You might not remember me.”

  “No. I remember. You and the pretty woman with the kick-ass hair were making out wildly at the bar yesterday.”

  “Don’t tell me about them. I’m still itching to kick his ass. He’s a decade older than my sister.”

  “So…I’m only eighteen.”

  “Eighteen?”

  “Yes. The state allows you to work in a bar, but I can’t drink.”

  “Ha. Asshole. You’re a decade older than her. We’re even. Now can you please get ready so I can marry your sister already. Fuck, I’m running out of patience.”

  “Come on, baby. Let’s get dressed.” I take the garment bags and walk to my room. Letting her go first, I watch her sexy ass. And that’s when I see it. I’m fucking lucky there’s another dress for her. She has a wet spot on her dress.

  We get back down to the limo and Jason joins us. He has some friends and family attending the wedding, but he’s not supposed to see my sister until the wedding, so he waited back for me.

  Once we’re there, they have a tent for my sister to come out of. The chairs are set up perfectly on the beach for the dozen or so guests.

  Chapter Six

  Aviana

  Missy is not only amazingly beautiful, she’s sweet as well. I can’t believe she let me be such a big part of her wedding. The music begins, and I take my place, standing in front of these strangers. I receive a couple of appreciative glances from a few guys, but I ignore them. The only one I care about is coming out with his sister’s arm linked with his as Cole leads her down the aisle.

  I stare at him, loving the way his eyes stay on me. He’s handsome, so freaking handsome that I’m not sure what he sees in me. I know a big part is sexual, but there has to be more. I mean, there’s plenty of sexy half-naked chicks all over this island. He saw me, and it’s the same expression he has now—one of pure desire.

  He glances down at his sister as they arrive at the altar, and I see pride. He’s impossibly perfect. My body tingles, thinking how much he wants me. Cole gives her away and takes his seat, that’s
in front of me. I smile at him, and then I catch the expression on Bishop’s face. He’s smiling every time he looks at me.

  It’s amusing to him that he knows Cole had sex. It’s almost as if he acts like his brother’s never done it before. Cole’s super sexy and has probably laid plenty of women in his life. I roll my eyes at Bishop and return my attention to the wedding. I hear a low growl coming from Cole’s seat.

  They make it through the wedding without Cole killing his brother, but the second I’m supposed to walk back down the aisle, Cole jumps in and steals the best man’s job. “Nope. Your turn is over. She’s mine.”

  I giggle because that’s clearly not how that works. “You know that isn’t supposed to happen.”

  “I’ve been sitting there for an eternity, watching several bastards admiring your beauty and holding it in, so I don’t ruin my sister’s wedding.”

  “It was fifteen minutes.” I roll my eyes at him. It’s so damn sexy that he’s territorial and jealous.

  “I don’t like fuckers looking at you for more than a second, so it was fourteen minutes and fifty-nine seconds too long.”

  “Oh, Cole. What am I going to do with you?” I shake my head and smile up at him.

  “Let me worship you forever.”

  “Don’t break my heart, Cole.” I walk away, feeling overwhelmed by the idea of forever, but then I’m reminded that my parents promised forever and left me stranded on a beach. It’s strange how someone could make me feel something it took my parents a lifetime to make me feel. I love him and I’m sure of it. It’s going to kill me if he ever leaves me. I hurry over to an empty part of the beach, hoping to be left alone, and at the same time, hoping Cole doesn’t give me the space.

  “Aviana. Stop. Don’t walk away from me.” I stop, but I don’t turn around as tears roll down my face. He steps behind me, his chest touching my shoulders and his forehead pressing against the back of my head. “I don’t know why you’re running, but know this, I’ll never stop chasing. From the moment I met you, I found my home. I knew that when I looked at you, I was in trouble.”

  I bite my bottom lip as I stare into his ocean blue eyes. “Trouble?”

  “Yes, of pissing off my brother and stealing you…And trying to find a way to make you stay with me.” I’ve only known him a day, but my heart wants to trust him. My mind is telling me only time will tell. Can I risk it? Risk what? My heart. It’s the only thing I have left and even he’s taken a big piece of it.

  “I want to believe you. I do…But…you know my parents promised they’d be right back. They never came back.”

  He wraps one strong arm around me while he gently wipes away my tears with his handkerchief. “What? When? Did they die in an accident or something?”

  I shake my head. “No, they ran off. I have no idea why, but they abandoned me and left me here with just enough money to stay a few days, but not enough money to get home.”

  His lips brush against my forehead. “I’m sorry. There’s nothing I can say to take that pain away, but I’m not them.” He bends a little to look directly into my eyes. “Where are you from?”

  “Hammond, Indiana.” It’s not a great place, especially this paradise, but it’s where I came from.

  “Oh, wow. We were miles apart before. Aviana, I’m sorry that they left you, but I’m not going to do that. Not now, not ever. I meant what I said. Hell, we’ve already started our family, or at least I’m trying. And if I could raise those two clowns for the past five years, having my own kids will be nothing.”

  “You’ve raised them?” The man is amazing.

  “Well, sort of. My parents died when I was twenty. Bishop was sixteen and Missy just fourteen. It was hell for a long time, but at least I had them.”

  “And you did that and worked?”

  “Well, my father owned a major tech firm when he died. It passed down to me, so I dropped out of school and came back to run it so the vultures would stop circling. Bishop now works with me as my COO, and Missy is my Administrative Assistant. Although I’m sure that she’s going to quit soon.”

  “Really?”

  “Yeah, she did it for the experience and to keep me on my toes, but then she met that fucker. I suppose that worked out in my favor.”

  “Did it now?” I twist my lips, smiling up at him.

  “Yep. I have you. I know you’re scared of what’s going to happen, but I need to go back home to work and well, I can’t go without you. It’s fast as fuck, but I want you to move in with me.”

  “Other than my heart, what do I have to lose?” I mutter against his chest.

  He lifts my head with his hand; cupping it, he growls, “Oh that baby, I’m keeping safe. Maybe you’ll lose those panties.”

  “I’m not wearing any.”

  “What?”

  “You heard me. You ruined the last pair, and the dress didn’t come with a new pair, so it’s a little breezy. It’s kind of nice. I think I can get used to this.”

  “You better the fuck not. I’m going to bend your sexy ass over my knee.”

  “Sounds like fun. Let’s get back before they come looking for us.”

  “Wait…you didn’t answer my question.”

  “Yes, I’ll move in with you.”

  Chapter Seven

  Cole

  It’s been one hell of a week. We had to delay returning to Chicago by a day to get her things all squared away. As soon as we landed at O’Hare, I felt my tension ease. I have her here with me.

  I had to return to work for a few days, but now the weekend is here, and I have to do my best to convince Aviana to marry me.

  “Get your pretty ass up. We’re going on our first real date.”

  She reaches over and snags her phone off the nightstand. She has one eye open, glaring at it and then at me. “It’s only seven in the morning.”

  Rubbing my hands together, I wag my brows and say, “And I’m going to make it the best date you’ve ever had.”

  “I have a date with this pillow. Come back later,” she grumbles, tucking her head under the pillow.

  “Fine. I guess I’ll have to join you.” I kick off my slippers and pull off my T-shirt and climb into bed behind her, wrapping Aviana up in my arms. My cock, instantly hard, presses against her ass.

  A groan rips from me as she rolls her hips, grinding her bare ass all over my shaft. “That sounds marvelous,” she moans, turning so that we’re facing each other. I bend down and kiss her gently. Before I know it, I’m buried deep inside her sweet pussy and fuck her tight womb until we’re both coming hard.

  My morning plans are happily forgotten, and we sleep for another hour before she gets up to rush into the bathroom to pee. I chuckle and stretch, feeling like the luckiest bastard in existence. When she steps out of the bathroom, my dick jerks to attention. “Wow, no shame at all.”

  “Why bother? I know you like my big cock nice and hard just…for…you.”

  “Does it ever go down?” She climbs onto the bed, lifting her leg over mine to straddle my hips. Aviana leans onto my chest, kissing her way up my neck.

  “Only when you’re not around or I’m not thinking about you. So I’m guessing the answer is no. Are you ready for our date?”

  “As long as you’re not going to the date in the nude.”

  “This is for your eyes only, and I sure as fuck don’t want to commit murder, so it’s best your pretty ass gets dressed.”

  “Do you really want me to get dressed?” She rolls her hips; her pussy grinds over my shaft. My hands swiftly cup her ass, and I add pressure to her movements.

  “Not yet,” I growl, flipping her onto her back and thrusting into her tender, tight core. My mouth slams onto hers, dipping my tongue inside.

  “God, Cole,” she moans, her hands skimming over my shoulders and down my back. Aviana throws her legs around my waist, her feet digging into my ass cheeks. I growl and thrust deeper, pumping into her while bending down and sucking on her perfect tits. I swirl my tongue around her harden
ed tips, going from one to the other pinching and plucking them until she’s coming for me. I lose myself, coming in her unprotected womb.

  I flip us again, so she’s on my chest with my cock still buried in her pussy. “I could stay like this all day.”

  “Me too, but I work a lot, so I want to show you how special you are to me.”

  “I already feel like a princess but give me an hour, and I’ll be ready.” She climbs off me and runs into the bathroom to shower. I open the drawer on my nightstand, grab the tiny box, and then lay back on the bed, opening it up and staring at the ring inside.

  As soon as the shower turns off, I jump out of bed and grab my clothes to shower down the hall, taking the ring with me.

  ***

  “I can’t believe how much fun mini-golfing is,” Aviana sighs, dropping her head on my shoulder as we sit on an outdoor bench. The day has been perfect. From the weather staying at a nice, breezy seventy-five to the moments of watching her smile. I’m so damn in love with her, I can’t wait a moment longer.

  I drop down in front of her on one knee. “Aviana, I love you. I have from the second your eyes met mine. I know it’s fast, but I’m not going to let you go anyway, so please marry me.”

  She clasps her hand to her mouth, holding back the gasp that tries to escape. “Yes,” she sobs. “Yes, Cole. I love you too.” I slide the ring on her finger and then lift her into my arms, kissing her hard and demanding. She returns my desire, moaning and pressing her softness against my throbbing cock.

  “Let’s go home and celebrate.”

  “That’s a fucking great idea. I want to be buried deep inside your pussy while you’re wearing my ring.”

  “Then let's get moving,” she demands, pulling out of my arms and then swatting my ass.

  We return home and spend the night worshipping each other.

  Chapter Eight

  Cole

  “Come in,” I call out. The door opens, and I see my new assistant, walking around like she owns the place. I suppose with that ring on her finger she certainly does. I know she owns me.