Alpha's Private Plaything Novels & Stories

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.

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.

It's him. The Alpha.

She needed the identity of those Alphas. "You are right. The documents should be in father's study. Let's check them out." As soon as they got to the study, Godiva broke down in tears. She could feel her father's presence heavily because he spent a lot of time there. It wasn't long for Theresa to locate the documents. From the way they were kept in the drawer beside his desk, there was great importance attached to it from everything else. Godiva's last bit of hope began to dwindle when Theresa read the names; "Alpha Alonso, Alpha Storm, Alpha Bond, Alpha Brick, Alpha Caesar, Alpha Jax and Alpha Ice. They are just as fierce as their name sounds."

"Alpha, there’s no pup.” *****

"Strip! I want to see the colors of your pussies." The quivering shewolves shared a very quick glance at themselves, and immediately obeyed the Alpha by hastily peeling off their clothes. By then, the ruthless Alpha with a face as hard as a rock, but handsome, sadly, yanked down his pants, and while fishing for his manhood, his crazy eyes never wavered on those poor girls that would soon be murdered by Alpha Thorien's cock. . .

Raising my hand to scratch my shoulder, I cock my head and ask sarcastically, “You could have called. Why must you always show up like this? Uninvited.” “Well, because I am the Alpha. We don’t follow normal rules. We have our own we abide by, and it doesn’t involve humans’ niceties. If I need to fetch you, I will do it any time I want.” He states angrily as I watch his eyes start to glow again. Every time he becomes upset, his eyes do that, so I always know when I have gotten to him. “Alright, alright. Anyway, I need to get dressed. What is it exactly that couldn’t wait?” I ask absentmindedly as I shuffle around and try to find the pair of comfy jeans that I laid down a couple of days

What a naughty Alpha. TBC

“I thought you were done with this. With wolves. With pack politics. With all of it.” “I am done with it.” “Then why are you letting that little girl drag you back?” She downed the scotch in one swallow. “With her silly problems? Her dramatics? She shows up here and suddenly you’re playing Alpha again? Training her? What’s next, Alexander?” “Nobody’s dragging me back into anything.” Alexander’s jaw tightened. “I’m helping her the only way I know how instead of watching her suffer.” “Suffer?” Vivian’s smile turned cruel. She poured another drink. “She’s twenty years old with a roof over her head and someone cooking her meals. What exactly is she suffering from?”