Alpha Male Sex Stories Novels & Stories

She melted at the sound and laid back on the bed. “I want you to touch yourselves,” she said. They unbuttoned their jeans, let them drop to the floor, pulled their boxers down, and released their erections. They started stroking themselves, eyes on her. She’d felt them through their clothes, so she knew they were well-endowed. Seeing their naked bodies was something else. They were Alphas. Alphas were the biggest and strongest in the pack in every way. She wondered if they’d fit inside her. Would it hurt, or would it feel good? Either way, she wanted to find out.

This is something he usually does whenever he wants me to admit what I don't want to admit. God, I'm screwed because, no matter what, he is our Alpha, and a point will come when the wolf instincts embedded within us by the Moon Goddess won't be able to resist, fight, or compete with our own normal desires and what we want. It will completely break it down, and we are going to submit to whatever our Alpha demands.

Something flashes in his eyes, there's a moment of hesitation but then he rips the rest of the buttons on his shirt and he reaches underneath his bed, pulling out a condom. The excitement that fills me when he does is criminal, I've been mostly faithful to him, I could have easily gone and had sex with the other guy but I needed him. Alpha Knox is bigger and more passionate about sex, I've never fucked a god but this is as close as it gets and every woman who has experienced him can attest to it.

The other two Alphas hold onto the helpless woman's limbs, purring deeply in satisfaction at seeing her picked up and used by their comrade. That purr seems to vibrate from the speakers straight to my core. Another shocking pulse of arousal dampens my panties and I squeeze my thighs even tighter, as if that will help. God, what is wrong with me? In the recording, the Alphas take turns using the woman's body in the most disgusting and animalistic ways. When one of them breaks free inside her, another of her brothers immediately takes its place, each one rough and beastly, fucking lubricated by the spilled semen of their predecessor.

I didn't have any real experience and I never cared enough to induce myself in the pleasure of the flesh. I wasn't stupid. I knew that Drix had a lot of sexual experience, and even if not a lot, enough to please a woman. He was a twenty-six years old alpha male and everyone knew how sex-driven alphas were, especially the male gender. I was no kid to that fact so I knew that he must have fucked a couple of girls a hundred or thousand times. The alpha male usually experiences excessive sex drive from fifteen to twenty when their wolves and gifts are maturing. After twenty, their sex crave is easier to control but can't be stopped. Only a few can stop it and it wasn't exactly necessary because

My lips lifted up in a maniacal smile as I took a seat in front of me, picking up the knife that was on the table beside me. I twirled the knife around my fingers, staring at his shaking. "Let's do something fun today," I said with a smirk. "Instead of cutting all your fingers off, why don't we cut something else?. What else can we cut?" I asked, pretending to think, moving the knife till it landed below his waist, and his screams filled the dimmed room. ♤♤♤♤ don't forget to like and comment. thank you for giving the Alpha King’s Human Mate a chance 💜💜💜

“It was when you were younger and you got into a fight with one of our boys.” He knew he shouldn’t have expected anything good. Tyler grimaced at being reminded of his immaturity. Seeing his expression, the alpha continued to smile before turning to Alex again. “I’ve heard from my men. A descendant of the moon goddess, huh? And those silver wolves . . . what can you tell me about them? You brought them here to the conference for a purpose, didn’t you?” Alex nodded, glancing at Luna and keeping a hold of her hand.

Elowen continued, her tone laced with dark promise, “will you love your Alpha to ruin you?” I turned my head, meeting her gaze first, those dark eyes holding me captive then flicking to Thorne. He had risen to his knees between my spread legs, his massive cock jutting forward, thick and veined, the head flushed purple and leaking precum that dripped onto the furs. It throbbed with each beat of his heart, a weapon of pure dominance, promising to stretch and claim. Being fucked by the Alpha was a privilege, I thought, heat pooling anew despite the aftershocks. Hell yes to that. The idea sent a thrill through me, fear and want twisting together in my gut.

I palm my cock through my boxers, already hard just from thinking about her. This is pathetic. I’m a forty-two-year-old Alpha, jerking off like a teenager because I can’t have the girl I want. Except she’s not a girl. She’s a woman. A strong, beautiful, fully mature alpha female who knows exactly what she wants. And she wants me. The thought makes my cock pulse. No. Not going there. Not tonight. I roll over and force myself to think about pack business. Territory disputes. Budget meetings. Anything boring and un-sexy.