Free Alpha Doms Box Set: 9 Delicious Stories + 10 Sexy Heroes = 19 Reasons to Indulge by Christin Lovell Page A

chin as he
finally met my gaze. It also didn’t stop his body from shuddering
sweetly beneath my prowl.
    My cock throbbed as it curled up towards my
stomach. My need surpassed a physical desire to possess him though;
it shot straight to my heart, it was embedded in my soul. I didn’t
even know his name, but I knew he was mine. That was enough for
me.
    I studied him as he clenched his jaw, still
fighting his hunger. “What’s your name?”
    His eyes shifted, looking their fill of me.
They narrowed as they met mine again. “Just because we’re meant for
each other doesn’t mean we have to be together.”
    I growled, my wolf fighting to break free
and force him to take back every word. I leaned in close, loving
the way his breath escaped him as I hovered near his lips. “I don’t
share what’s mine.”
    He swallowed hard and took a tentative step
backwards. I smiled devilishly. My sexy mate was digging his own
grave; or better yet, stacking up his punishment with every denial,
every defiance.
    “ What is your name?” I over
annunciated each syllable. I pressed my lips together, glaring at
him, willing him to answer me.
    My cock ached to be buried deep inside him.
I was going to make him pay for prolonging my pain, especially
since I knew he was feeling it to. He could try to push past his
physical yearning, but he couldn’t hide the evidence of it. His
dick pressed hard and long against the crotch of his jeans, and his
tight little nipples strained against his thin, black V-neck tee.
If the physical signs weren’t enough, his arousal swarmed deep in
my lungs, permeating my chest, driving my own need up with every
inhalation of him.
    “ Barrett,” was his one word
answer.
    My gaze traveled down his athletic body. His
lean muscles flexed beneath my gaze. It was obvious he didn’t want
to acknowledge that I affected him just as much as he affected me.
He was a submissive, that much I sensed, yet I couldn’t help but
think he didn’t want to be one.
    —

Chapter Five
    BARRETT
    “ Are you going to tell me
your name or are you going to analyze me all day?” I
snapped.
    Damn it. This alpha made my knees weak. I hated feeling
less than. I hated him knowing that he had an affect on me. All the
feelings I thought I’d destroyed by killing my last alpha, by
proving my worth to my old pack, returned with a vengeance. There
were feelings of inadequacy; a fear of being dismissed. Just
because he was my mate didn’t mean he had to love me or even
respect me. Mating was a physical thing; it didn’t require
more.
    “ Drew,” he stated. I
watched as he crossed his arms over his pecks. His chest pumped
outwards to meet his arms, his biceps bulging under their new
position. His eyes sparkled with amusement. “I make you
nervous.”
    I wanted to deny it, but it was the truth.
There was no use lying if he’d picked up on it. I’d be damned if I
stood there, letting him further cut me down though. I turned from
him, swung open the door to the freezer, grabbed a large bottle of
water and headed for the counter.
    I didn’t have to turn around to know he was
on my tail. I felt him. I felt his energy cocooning me. His scent
filled my lungs with every breath, his arousal tickled my balls,
driving my own longing to the tip of desperation; his heat
surrounded me even as I tried to escape it. He was everywhere. And
that’s when I knew there would be no escaping him.
    I abruptly stopped, turned and faced him
head on. As if he was in sync with me, he’d paused in his pursuit,
watching me closely, carefully. I sighed, trying to bury the last
few days as it inched further to my surface. My wolf fidgeted,
unease wracking his limbs as we stared directly into the hard stare
of our mate.
    The glint in Drew’s eyes was unmistakable.
I’d pissed him off. I’d walked away when he hadn’t dismissed me
yet.
    Suddenly his brows furrowed; he searched my
face, as if he was turning over every stone in seek of answers to
questions unknown.