Alpha Male Romance Novels & Stories

he spat out. I brought a shaky smile to my lips and tugged my foot again, but this time, he let go of it. “Are you trying to seduce me again?!” He asked. “What, aren’t you seduced?” Rhys scoffed. I felt it deep within me, like a secondhand rejection. “Emma, do you have any idea how many women try to seduce me? I’m the Alpha of the pack for goodness sake. Do you have any idea?” I gulped and slid my foot into my shoe. Now I felt uncomfortable. I arched my shoulder again, exposing my breasts.

To make it worse, the top doesn't have an ounce of consideration for what pain he's enduring. True. A beta cannot handle an alpha's lust because scientifically, betas and alphas are not sexually compatible. It would only hurt the bottom if such intercourse is forced. It is a known fact among all people that alphas are only meant for omegas because that's how the tertiary genders dictate the world.

His mate is not present there, he will be feeling very bad. Me and Noah were able to stop ourselves from hurting him in our rut cause he was bedridden at them. That was the only point we were able to stop ourselves from him we alpha are possessive and controlling. In the heat, even Alpha are fragile. They need their partner's assurance that they love them and they are there for them even when they are not on their best behaviour. I stopped my thoughts when I heard a knock on the door. I was already dressed up, so I opened my door to see Noah there. He looks great today with a white shirt, rolled-up, sleeved blue jeans, and sneakers.

Lawless. Deadly. Rayne stepped back, ready to disappear. But a branch cracked under her foot. Every head turned. And before she could run, hands grabbed her from behind. Two large males dragged her forward, shoving her into the firelight. “Well, well,” a voice drawled. “Look what the storm dragged in.” A tall man stepped forward—scarred face, mismatched eyes, the mark of a former Alpha burned into his collarbone. “You lost, little wolf?”

She gasped, hands digging into the dirt, her wolf curling small inside her chest. “Pathetic,” Marcus hissed, his face inches from Damien’s. “This is what makes you weak. You mistake lust for loyalty. You mistake hunger for strength. A true Alpha does not bend for love — he bends others to him.” Damien’s lungs burned. His vision blurred at the edges. But through the haze, the bond pulsed, fierce and stubborn, pulling him toward Emilia even as Marcus’s grip crushed him. Her voice cut through the roar in his ears, soft but steady. “Damien—”

He looked at her with passionate eyes; he explained: "I'm afraid I can't hold back my lust and hurt your body. Because when a dominant Alpha reaches a certain level, they don't know what they're going to do with their mates. He may kill his sexual partner because he cannot control his consciousness. I'm scared…" "Conal, I trust you. Because I would never put you in danger." After Azura finished speaking, she stood on tiptoe and took the initiative to kiss Conal's dry lips. His weak defenses collapsed momentarily before Azura's sweet charm; he was now like a fish in water, passionately responding to Azura's kiss; he changed from passive to active. Then, the tip of Conal's tongue slammed into

His piercing blue eyes stare back into mine; they appear to be telling me a story, but I don't hear the end of it before he breaks eye contact. Father rises from his seat, "Harper, I'd like you to meet Asher Black, the Alpha of the Rising Moon pack."

A strangled cry erupted from the Omega as inch by inch he was filled wholly and completely. Ash was rolling his hips, urging Alex deeper before he’d even bottomed out on the first thrust. His fingers buried in the blankets beneath him as he panted the Alpha’s name again and again. Alex arched over him. He slipped one arm behind Ash neck and held himself up on that elbow as he buried his cock deep. Tilting his head, he inhaled Ash scent and offered his own neck. Alpha pheromones emanated heavily from Alex as his body thrilled at being buried inside the tight heat of an Omega.

I couldn’t even count how many times Damian had filled me, taken over every inch of me, and refused to let me go all night. I could still feel his deep touch, the way he was so greedy yet treated me with tenderness and burning passion that drove me insane. "I also can’t remember how many times we changed positions last night," I muttered, reflexively covering my mouth. "It was such a crazy night. Is helping an Alpha through his rut this intense? It’s completely different from regular sex." I studied Damian’s face momentarily, recalling every time he licked his lower lip while looking at me. I also remembered the fiery gaze in his eyes every time he pounded into me so deeply. He was incredibl

His nostrils flare slightly as he inhales, and for one electric second, I see the Alpha's raw hunger in him flash across his face before he reins it in. “Damien,” I repeat softly, tasting the forbidden name on my tongue. My voice is barely above a whisper, but I swear I see his cock twitch in those linen pants. He takes one slow step closer. The air between us crackles. I can feel the heat rolling off his big body, that rich, masculine Alpha scent wrapping around me like a drug and something undeniably sexual. My pussy throbs so violently I have to bite my lip to stop myself from moaning out loud.