Her Alphas by Gabrielle Holly Page B

desire
seeped from every pore. The perfume of her emotions was an irresistible
aphrodisiac, but it was her admission that drove Alex wild. She’d wanted them both.
    Alex could imagine her moans if the two supernatural leaders
were to work in harmony to bring her unimaginable pleasure. So fucking hot.
    He took a deep breath and walked toward her. When he got
close enough, Gwen unfolded her arms and pressed her palms against his chest,
pushing him back. “Don’t,” she muttered and looked away.
    “Don’t what?” he said, grabbing her wrists and pinning them
to her sides.
    “I mean it, Alex.”
    But when she looked up him, she bit her lip. The scent of
fresh pussy juice wafted up to him and his erection strained against his fly.
    “Do you want me?” he asked.
    She turned her head.
    “Answer me, Gwen. All you have to do is say no and I’ll go
home and take a cold shower.”
    Alex ground his teeth as he waited for her reply. Answer
me.
    Boldly meeting his glare she gave him a crooked smile. “No.”
    Gathering both wrists in one hand, Alex reached behind her
head, grabbed a handful of hair and yanked. When her throat was exposed, he
licked a line from her collarbone, up the side of her neck to her ear. He
dragged the tender lobe between his teeth then growled softly, “No?”
    “No,” she whispered.
    Letting go of her wrists, Alex reached between her legs and
grabbed hard at her crotch. She gasped and he massaged the fleshy mound. He
could feel the damp heat through her jeans. He sucked loudly at the side of her
neck before pressing his lips to her ear again. “No? Do you want me to stop?”
    Gwen wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his scruffy
cheek. “No, I don’t want you to stop.”
    “Mm,” he responded. He nipped at her skin then stepped back
to look at her.
    She’d worn a low-cut top and her big breasts overflowed the
scooped neckline. Alex flattened a palm against the outside of each then pushed
them inward, lengthening her already incredible cleavage. He buried his face in
the soft divide then nodded, knowing that his whiskers would prickle against
her tender skin.
    “Alex, please,” she whispered.
    He stood, moved his thumbs over her nipples, and teased the
hard nubs through her shirt. “Please what?”
    “Please fuck me.”
    She gasped when he lifted from her feet, carried her to her
room and dropped her none too gently on the bed. “Take your clothes off,” he
demanded then he pulled his shirt over his head.
    When they were both naked, he stood beside the bed and she
lay back against the quilt. His cock was so hard it ached. Sweeping his gaze
over her beautiful curves, Alex reached down and stroked himself. “So you want
to get fucked by two men?”
    “Yes,” she said.
    “Tell me what you would do.”
    Gwen moved one hand to her breast and the other between her
legs. “I would ride one big cock while I sucked on the other.”
    Fantasy images exploded in Alex’s mind. He climbed on top of
her, grabbed her wrists and pinned them over her head. “Keep these here,” he
commanded then crushed his lips against hers.
    She moaned and writhed beneath him as he planted kisses down
her throat and chest, then sucked a rigid nipple into his mouth. He teased the
hardened flesh with his tongue, stopping when he felt her fingers sweep through
his hair.
    Jerking away from her breast, he roughly snatched up her
wrists and placed them back over her head. “I told you to keep these here. Do
you understand?”
    Her eyes widened and she nodded.
    “Good,” he growled, then turned his attention back to her
tits, licking, sucking and nipping at each in turn.
    “Please,” she panted.
    Snaking one hand between their bodies, he slid a finger
inside her dripping sex. When she tilted her hips, he added a second. “God,
you’re so tight,” he moaned against her chest.
    The smell of her made his mouth water and he licked a trail
over her soft belly, sliding down her body as he went. He forced open