Owned By Her Alpha: Karen (Book 1) by Sophie Sin

What The Scientists Fear
     
    What this woman does might
save the world. That's what the
researchers are thinking as they watch the large man lumber from
the great big set of doors that few men of the current generation
could have stood so tall in.
    He is a neanderthal.
    A large one as well. His feet are as big as
the lead researcher's head and the shape and size of his body is
such that it dwarfs all that come near it.
    “Will she be alright?
    The lead researcher shakes his head. It's
not sure if he means no or if he's just thinking.
    “Time will tell.”
    It's all that he has to say on the
matter.
     
    *****
     
    Karen didn't think that her volunteering for
the United Nation's breeding program would lead to this.
    The man stands six foot plus a lot more and
has a short cropped beard that seems like someone took a razor to
it and didn't quite have a steady hand.
    She can understand the shaver's concern.
This one is huge. He towers over her like a monster of old over a
damsel in distress. In her heart she knows that this thing – should
he really be called a man? - could tear her apart, but it's not
what he's going to do.
    In his eyes, those rich brown wells of
emotion, is something beyond murder, beyond the destruction of her
flesh. It's not hard to put her finger on what it is. The man's
lust is incredible and it's reflected in the sheer size of the
manhood that stretches out from his lower stomach like a great oak
facing the winds of a deserted plain.
    “The mating will begin.”
    Karen's back straightens and her eyes widen
with a new found fear. They didn't say that it was going to be one
of the older generation. Clones of their kind can be unpredictable,
but when there's not a man alive that could make her pregnant
(thanks to a rather unpleasant viral infection in 2029), this is
the only option. And it's a big one.
    His movements are rough as he stalks towards
her. There is a look in his eyes like he is sizing her up like some
large and delicious piece of meat.
    Karen slips backwards. The wall and the
glass which the researchers are standing behind tap up against her
back. It is hard and cold and slides against her skin as she works
her way left. There's something in her that tells Karen that this
will not be happening on the bed over there in the center of the
room. This one probably doesn't even know what a bed is, let alone
understand how it might be used to please a woman.
    His eyes lock on the window behind her and
then turn to her. There is intelligence in them. Karen knows he was
cloned only hours ago from the DNA that they must have bought up
from some museum or another, but that intelligence says more for
him and about him than anything she has seen so far. He is not just
a man of the past, but also a man of knowledge.
    She glances down to the hardness of his
manhood once more. How many women have ridden that to completion?
Will it hurt when he uses her? Will the pain be more than the few
men she has chosen to take into her bed? It's so hard to say and
there is so much tension building in her heart. How can she be
doing this? That's something that hits her in those brief moments
between when he takes a single long step forward and when he
reaches her.
    “Please don't hurt me,” she whispers.
    It makes no move to show that it
understands. Instead a hand comes up to clasp her jaw and hold her
face upwards so that the thing – no, this man – can look
deeply into her eyes.
    Karen realizes in that moment that they are
the most amazing shade of blue and, much more importantly, that as
confused as he must be by the circumstances, he understands her and
her situation – perhaps better than any of the men in the room
behind them could ever.
    “Don't look at me like that,” she mutters,
her eyes down and her mouth dry all of a sudden.
    He doesn't looks away. That understanding.
That kindness. He would let her get away from him and out the door
on the far side if she wished it, but she can't bring herself not
to