Alpha Males Romance Novels Novels & Stories

“Bite me. Fill me.” His knot began to swell at the base, stretching me wider with every thrust. He slammed in deep, knot locking us together as he came with a roar. Hot jets of cum flooded my pussy, overflowing around his knot, dripping down my ass. The sensation triggered another climax, my body shaking as I clung to him. He bit down on my shoulder—not breaking skin yet, but hard enough to bruise, claiming me in the way only an Alpha could. We stayed locked, panting, his cock still twitching inside me as he pumped more cum. “This changes everything,” he murmured against my skin. “Your mother…”

“They’re threatening to replace you if you don’t find your mate by the end of the month.” I felt a surge of anger rise in me, my hands clenching into fists. “Davidson was a mate-less Alpha for six years, and they never threatened him.” He sighed, his expression softening. “Things are different for a female Alpha, Crinka. You know that. They’re waiting for you to slip up.” I scoffed, a bitter laugh escaping me. “If the Moon Goddess would just give me a mate who hates children as much as I do, I’d be fine with it.”

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.

I kissed back just as wildly, my hands gripping his shoulders, pulling his shirt until the buttons came off. He ripped off my top with one rough pull. My bra followed. His mouth went down to my chest, sucking and lightly biting, making me moan loudly. His hand moved lower, opening my pants and pulling them down together with my underwear. I was naked under him now. He was still dressed, except for his open shirt. That imbalance made me even wetter. He looked down at me, his Alpha eyes glowing faint gold in the dark. "You are mine tonight," he said.

While she found Finn incredibly attractive and enjoyed flirting with him the first day she had met him in the diner, nothing could compare to the sensation, the intensity that Maddox triggered. Finn gave her a weak smile. “I know this is all new and crazy to you, but these are the rules. I get to kiss and hold you just as much as him.” Maddox growled, never leaving his position between Finn and Camille. Heat rose from him. The temperature in the room went up. “You’re my Alpha.” Finn bowed his head. “I am supposed to listen to you in all things, except mating. On that, we let nature guide the path.”

Cane kept my hand moving on him while his other hand reached around to pinch my nipples hard through my shirt. “You’re taking us so well,” he growled in my ear. “Look at you… pinned between three alphas, getting fucked and choked and used all at once. Dripping down your thighs. We can hear how wet you are every time Gunnar slams into you.” Behind me, Gunnar’s voice stayed feral. “Fucking… Mine.…” Every time he said the name he thrust harder. Deeper. Like he was trying to carve it into my body.

I couldn’t help but return it, Isaac was so sweet and his smiles usually had a way of comforting me. My eyes kept drifting back toward Kian. Even as they walked out of sight, his presence lingered. My wolf growled low in my chest, restless and uneasy, sensing something I couldn’t fully name. I swallowed hard, forcing my thoughts back to the next class, though every fiber of my body screamed at me. I hated how my instincts flared whenever I was near the alphas, how my wolf reacted before I even had a chance to think.

Damn this horny Alpha! We are still outside!

I couldn't be myself because I don't know what to do, marrying Selah and losing the throne… or marrying my weak mate and being mocked by other Alphas of other packs. It seems like a taboo for an Alpha king to be married to a weak Luna, talk more of one who doest have a wolf at all. "Why not give in to marrying your mate instead of losing the throne?" I heard Earl's voice but didn't see him. When I got down from the throne, he showed up with Nykon. "Dude, what's bothering you this way? Still about your mate?" Nykon asked me. "I don't think the priest is aware of who my mate is." I added.

********** The coarse hemp rope bites into Aiden’s wrists, the friction burning his skin with every stumbling step he takes. The dust kicks up around his boots, coating his throat in a gritty layer that tastes of iron and dry earth. He is surrounded by the heavy, panting breaths of other captured alphas, their scents soured by pain and defeat, but beneath it all, a smell is beginning to curl through the air—sweet, thick, and unmistakably omega.