I didn't recognize the harsh whisper that came from my throat. He narrowed his eyes at me for a long moment. Then he sighed. Deeply.
He held out his hand.
"I'm Max."
I stared at his hand dumbly. I could see his cock clearly behind it. Looking at his middle was a mistake. It was thick and veiny. The tip looked shiny, with a drop of precum glistening in the sun.
I stepped backwards and turned away, gripping the edge of the island. He ignored me now, moving around the kitchen and doing something. Suddenly a glass of orange juice appeared before me on the island
A drink. He had poured me a drink.
"Sit down. Drink. You're dehydrated."
I picked it up and sipped. The moment the liquid hit my tongue I realized just how thirsty I was. He was right. I was dehydrated.
I finished the glass, doing my best not to look at him.
At it.
"What's wrong? Does this bother you?"
He leaned against the counter beside me and tilted his head. He might as well asked me if I wanted to borrow a library book. Not if his enormous cock was impossible to ignore.
Which it was.
"It's pointing right at me."
He laughed and his whole body shook.
His shaft bobbed against his stomach. Suddenly I had an overwhelming urge to touch it.
No, that was a lie.
I had an urge to lick it.
Jeez, what the hell had gotten into me?
But of course, he didn't move.
"You're funny. I've never met a funny woman who looked like you."
Now my hackles started to rise.
"What the hell do you mean 'looks like me'?"
He looked genuinely baffled by my anger.
"Beautiful. I just meant beautiful."
He grabbed a dish towel and held it over his cock. It barely covered it. And it made me notice the gorgeous shape of his trim waist and hips.
I licked my lips unconsciouly.
"Better?"
Uh... no. But I nodded my head like a good girl. Funny thing was, I sort of missed that cock the moment he put it away.
So to speak.
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Six ~ Max
"Are you hungry?"
The girl stared at me. I sighed. As lovely as she was, this was not going as I had planned. Her scent was intoxicating me. I had no doubt that she was my mate.
But I thought that mates were supposed to be agreeable. She was many things, but submissive was not one of them. Not yet, anyway.
As entertaining as this was, my body was making all sorts of demands. Sex. Food. Sleep.
In that order.
Of course, I should probably wash up first. Maybe that's what had her spooked. I probably smelled like leaf mold from the forest floor.
"I need to shower, but I can fix you something first."
She nodded and I smiled.
"Do you like meat? How about a sandwich?"
She nodded that lovely head of hers again.
"I'll make us dinner after and then we can talk. It would help if I knew your name..."
"After what?"
A red tint was staining her cheeks. Did she think I meant after I had finished taking her? That might take longer than a few hours. And clearly that was what she was thinking.
Well, to be fair, I did have a hard on.
A very, very hard hard on.
"After I shower."
I decided this was a good moment to hand her the dish towel I'd been covering myself with. If her mind was wandering... well, why not?
She stared at the small rectangle of fabric in her hand and blinked. She was not unlike a sexy little owl. Her head tilted and she stared at my cock.
This sent a renewed flood of blood to my groin. My dick was already so hard it felt like it might split in two. That would not be good. I groaned as her lips parted and my cock jumped.
Then she licked her lips.
"Cassie."
I was staring at her lips, unable to stop thinking about how good they would feel closed around my shaft.
"What?"
My voice was throaty as I answered her, unable to tear my eyes from those soft pink lips.
"My name. It's Cassie."
And then she reached out and touched me.
There.
Oh god!
Her fingertips glided over me experimentally. And then before I knew it she was on her knees facing me. Was I doing this to her? Was I using alpha persuasion to get her to do what I wanted?
Because this was exactly what I wanted.
As her lips closed over the tip of my cock I found I didn't care.
Slowly she explored my shaft, her fingers stroking the base as she nursed the tip with her clever little pointed tongue. Her mouth felt like hot wet silk. But better.
Much, much better.
I groaned and gripped the edge of the countertop. The stone felt cool under my hands. But everywhere else, I was burning up.
Almost the way I did before the change.
She slid her head down, further enveloping my rod. I was gasping for air by the time she started bobbing her gorgeous red head up and down on my shaft. I'd never felt anything like it.
I doubted anyone ever had.
Something special happens when an Alpha meets their mate. My grandfather had described it as euphoria. A deep and immediate sexual bond. But words did not describe this.
I wanted her. Now. And not like this.
"Wait- you're going to-"
She didn't stop. Her head worked my shaft faster now. I couldn't stop myself as my cock heaved inside her soft lips. I jetted my seed down her throat.
Greedily she swallowed each drop as if it were ambrosia.
The moment I was spent I lifted her up and plopped that juicy bottom of hers on the countertop.
"Now it's my turn."
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Seven ~ Cassie
"What are you doing?"
I gasped as Max yanked my jogging pants off. For the first time I was grateful that I hadn't slept in jeans. That would have delayed the moment that his tongue found my cleft by an entire minute or two.
"Oh god!"
I did not know what was happening. Or why. I just knew it felt incredible.
I had never wanted anything as badly as I'd wanted his cock in my mouth. Or his tongue on my pussy. Or his rod inside me.
Right freaking now.
"Hurry- I want-"
He answered me but the sound was muffled. I felt his cock against my calf. It was hard again. It felt so good. Not as good as his tongue but-
"Oh!"
He was tracing the outside of my lips, dinging my clit and then pushing his tongue inside me. Over and over. He varied it slightly now, plunging his tongue inside me several times before returning to his more leisurely exploration. He was teasing me somehow. He was bringing me right to the brink and then backing off.
"Please-"
He moaned and gave me what I wanted. His tongue fucked my hole while his fingers danced above, strumming my clit. It took less than a minute for my body to start shaking.
Another minute and I felt like I was in outer space. Weightless. Full of light.
I opened my eyes to see him busily munching my box, holding me in the air. 'I was weightless' I thought. Right before another orgasm tore through my body like tsunami.
"Oh god! Stop! Please!"
I was shuddering when he lay me back down. This time on my stomach. The granite countertop kissed my belly as I felt him push his bare cock up and inside me. He was too big though. He barely got more than a few inches inside me.
Then he stopped and reached down.
"Oh god! Yes!"
His fingers circled on my clit sending my body into a fresh set of tremors. The next thing I knew, he had slipped another few inches inside. He continued working my clit as he eased forward, orgasm by orgasm, inch by inch.
Finally he was inside me. We both held our breath for a moment, neither of us moving. And then I clamped down on him in a massive orgasm that squeezed his cock for all it was worth.
He groaned and started to slide his shaft in and out of me. He started slowly, gliding home with a fluid motion. After a while he picked up the pace until he was pounding me from behind on kitchen counter.
And I was loving every freaking minute of it.
I had lost count of how many orgasms I had when I heard him chuffing behind me. His cock swelled and he slammed into me, hard, shooting his load deep inside my womb.
Whoops.
I'd just had mind blowing sex with a stranger.
Mind blowing, unprotected sex.
DOH!
My body was still quivering with aftershocks as he drove home a few more times. Almost as if he were deliberately trying to impregnate me. He stood still, holding his cock deep inside me. Electric currents seemed to leap between us. His cock was literally shocking me with mini orgasms.
Minigasms.
Still he didn't pull out.
His hands flexed on my hips and for the first time I felt self conscious about the size of my ass. He moaned and gripped both my cheeks, kneading them like dough.
"My god Cassie..."
That's when I felt it.
Max was hard again.
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Eight- Max
"Don't move."
I grunted as I started circling my hips into the warm, tight, silkiness that was Cassie's sex. Cassie didn't suit her though.
Cassandra.
I would have bet anything that was her name.
She gasped as an orgasm ripped through her, causing her to bear down on my shaft. I grimaced at the exquisite pressure. It was almost too much.
I moaned and started to ride her in earnest. She was whimpering beneath me, her hips bucking up and back to meet my thrusts. She was mindless, an animal.