The Alpha Men's Secret Club: A Scorchingly Hot BBW Shifter Romance

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Book: The Alpha Men's Secret Club: A Scorchingly Hot BBW Shifter Romance by Dawn Steele Read Free Book Online
Authors: Dawn Steele
Tags: Romance, Literature & Fiction, Contemporary, Paranormal, New Adult & College, Werewolves & Shifters
more than she could have
thought possible.
    He brought it down again before
she knew what was happening.
    K-r-a-a-c-k!
    “No!” she cried out.
    “Do you want me to stop?” he challenged.
    Therein lay her psychological
dilemma. She didn’t want him to stop, but she didn’t like this part of the
package. She wasn’t sure she liked the pain of being spanked. Certainly, her
position of submissiveness was beguiling. The fact that his cock was so hard
was empowering to her.
    Then again, it was the whole
package. The pain, the domination, the submissiveness, the empowerment of
submissiveness. It was Jungian and Freudian theory rolled into one. She never
understood the archetypes until now.
    “No,” she whispered.
    “What was that again?” He brought
the paddle down on her buttocks. Again and again.
    “No!”
    “No, what?”
    “No, I don’t want you to stop.”
    K-r-a-a-a-a-a-c-k!
    “Good girl.” He caressed her
face. Lovingly.
    She was confused. Did he have
feelings for her aside from lust?
    He placed the paddle down. Her
buttocks were a flaming mass of redness and stinging heat. Tears flowered in
her eyes but he made no move to wipe them away. Then he stroked his cock and
moved it towards her face.
    “Open your mouth,” he commanded.
“Suck me.”
    She eagerly opened her mouth wide
and took his huge, tumescent organ into it. His flesh filled her mouth, grazed
against her teeth and flattened her tongue.
    “Lick me,” he said. “Worship me.”
    She was still on her elbows and
knees. She sucked at his cock, the way she had seen the women and men do in the
chambers outside. Her cheeks hollowed and sucked, and she put all the strength
of her facial muscles into it. She sensed that if she didn’t go a good job, he
was going to send her packing.
    “Mmmmm,” he said.
    Emboldened by his pleasure, she
put her tongue against his crown. She licked his tip, tasted the salty
sweetness of the pre-cum on his aperture. The tip of her tongue dipped into his
orifice, and he gasped out loud as he combed his fingers through her hair.
    “Don’t stop,” he said.
    She couldn’t even if she wanted
to. All the aching hunger of her fantasies was now fueled. She was with the man
of her dreams. The muscled and corded hero of her daydreams. And she was
sucking his cock. The cock of a god.
    He crammed as much of his flesh
as he possibly could deeper into her mouth, until her throat was forced to
unleash its gag reflex. She almost coughed, but stopped herself by taking his
cock in further. Deep throat, she told herself. How far could she let him go?
She angled her neck so that she could fit him in deeper. She needed him. She
sensed he needed her too.  He grinded his hips against her mouth.
    Deeper, he seemed to say. Take me
deeper. Into your throat. Into your soul.
    She funneled her mouth so that
her entire orifice became a passage of pleasure, and he bucked against this.
Fucked her mouth. It was such a dirty act, and yet so beautiful. So much
connection – mouth to cock to heart.
    He threw back his head and gasped
in pleasure. His fingers in her hair gripped hard. His pads indented her scalp.
He was close to coming, she could sense it. She could smell his pubic hair,
that deep pungent sweaty scent of it. Smell his skin. Smell the pheromones he
was giving out. Smell him like she had never smelled the world.
    He shot his load into her mouth
before she could understand what was happening.
    Thick, stringy bands of cum
pumped into her throat. She had no choice but to swallow it. All of it, before
his seed spilled out of her mouth.
    She had never swallowed cum
before. She had never even tasted it. But now she knew. It was a salty,
slightly bitter almond milkshake, rich in concoction, even richer in its
psychological implications. So she drank and drank from his font, which seemed to
go on forever. So much cum. So much rich, milky cream.
    Oh, but she never wanted it to
end!
    But it had to end at some point.
And finally, his cock sputtered

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