Alpha Male Romance Novels Novels & Stories

I breathed out passionately, my lips instantly seeking his, capturing the Alpha’s mouth in a deep, desperate kiss. Our movements grew harder, more demanding, the rhythm intensifying until it was wild and unstoppable. My arms locked tightly around his broad shoulders, clinging to him as if he were the only anchor keeping me from falling apart. We reached our peak together, breathless, ragged gasps filling the room. I felt every pulse of his release inside me, his thick shaft throbbing as he spilled himself deep within. Slowly, he withdrew, and my dazed eyes caught the sight of his slick length glistening with the traces of his seed—before the Alpha deliberately smeared the remnants across my

His hands went automatically to my hips to catch me, and the second his rough palms touched my bare skin where my tank top had ridden up, we both froze. The contact sent electricity shooting through my whole body. My wolf howled in satisfaction, pressing closer, wanting more. I could feel every hard plane of his chest and stomach against me. Could feel the heat radiating off him—wolves ran hot, but dominant Alphas ran even hotter. Could smell his scent wrapping around me, dark and woody with an undertone of something wild. And I could feel his cock, already getting hard, pressing against my inner thigh. “I missed you,” I whispered against his neck, breathing him in.

Trigger Warnings 18+ ONLY This collection contains explicit sexual content including: Graphic MM sex scenes BDSM dynamics Dubious consent Power exchange Rough sex Possessive/dominant behavior Strong language Reader discretion is strongly advised. A collection of stories about men who want more... Strangers in dark clubs, rivals who can't keep their hands off each other, alphas and Omegas bound by something older than either of them, two men who've been circling each other for years finally giving in. Every story stands alone. Every story burns differently. Some are quick and dirty, some take their time. Some are about the first time, and some are about the last

Plus, there were really hot chicks who were killing it on the dance floor tonight. He sighed, lifting his head to stare at the plump female behind the bar. No doubt, she was an omega. And craved his attention so badly that the top few buttons of her blouse were loose now, contrary to how they were still buttoned a few minutes ago. She kept winking, kept reaching out to touch his hand and smile seductively...it was nauseating. Well, as the Alpha of the largest and most feared wolf pack in Manhattan, Daniel could only dream of his popularity being unknown in such a bar as this. He was practically the one eligible bachelor and marriageable magnet to every available omega or beta that came in co

She rips the heels off and growls under her breath. "Why does height have to be so painful?" I laugh and she sends me a death glare. "How are you still wearing yours?" She asks, exasperated. "Well, for one the pack is a few minutes away, and I have gotten used to them." That last one is a lie, but being the next Alpha, I have to keep up the allusion of nothing getting to me. And nothing includes a measly pair of heels. My ears perk toward the open front doors, my nose twitching as the scent of a large group of werewolves floods toward us. Rylan grumbles, but straps her feet back into the heels. I turn toward the door, and wait.

He thought, sinking his right fingers into his hair, while taking his gaze to the open window. "We have fucked up, Maru." He mumbled to his wolf, as he remembered that whenever a male wolf, especially an Alpha wolf mated with his mate, his scent clothes his mate like a cloud. In simpler terms, the other werewolves would be able to tell about his escapade with his little witch, especially since he was an alpha wolf with a strong scent; others, including his father. And that might include another supernaturals too. He thought, remembering the history professor.

she whispered into my mouth, her hips bucking up to meet the Alpha's heavy weight as he continued to break her in from behind. The Alpha let out a low, satisfied grunt. His large hands were wrapped around her waist, his fingers digging into her skin so hard it would leave bruises by tomorrow. He looked down at the two of us, his dark eyes hooded, filled with a cold, predatory pride. "You like your new plaything, Willow?" the Alpha asked, his voice a deep rumble that seemed to shake the very air in the office. He didn't stop his movement, his hips delivering a slow, grinding thrust that had the woman beneath him arching her back and shrieking into the quiet room.

My insides churned, knotted. I panted heavily, desperately trying to gain my stance right back. I glared even harsher at him, feeling disgusted that I was so turned on. He could smell my arousal. My clit felt swollen and throbbing for release, my tits were rock hard, pushing against my top, brushing shamelessly against it, and I could smell him all over me. He’d marked me with his cum. I should feel dirty, but no… I felt owned. I felt… fucking ecstatic about it. The cold, ruthless, icy Alpha King was mad about me. I had him shaking and snarling in deranged manners.

Natasha POV For a moment, the world seemed to pause the instant the strange man dropped the bombshell. Nominations. Alpha Damon’s Mating Consort. The words echoed in my head, until my ears started ringing. Of course, everyone in our realm knew about Alpha Damon, the cold, ruthless Supreme Alpha of Nightangle Pack who ruled over all the werewolf clans. The only unmated Alpha left… even at almost thirty. Rumors said he had been desperately searching for his mate for years now. That was the reason this Mating Consort Ritual existed in the first place, a ritual where he would mate and mark every chosen unmated woman until he discovered which one was truly his destined mate.

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.