Alpha: A Rough Shifter Romance

by Sara Fields

  His fingers were ruthless as he fucked me. Each orgasm tore through me like a riptide. My fingers clawed at the boulder as I felt every bit the naughty punished little mate. I felt his dominance and most of all, I felt his complete control over me. I couldn’t stop coming for him, even if I wanted to.

  His massive cock throbbed inside me and I still struggled to take it, but I didn’t have a choice. My thighs flexed and I started to scream once more.

  “These next few orgasms are going to remind you that you are right to fear me, mate. They’re also going to remind you that no matter what happens, you’re mine and that your rightful place is by my side, little omega,” he warned.

  I wailed as I realized what he was saying. I didn’t know how much more I was capable of giving him. My body was his to control and he would force more pleasure from me if he wanted to.

  Yesterday, I had been a respected scientist, a leader in my own right.

  Today, I was an omega that had to be put in her place by her alpha.

  My body shuddered with desire and I wailed as I felt myself edge toward my next orgasm. I knew even before it hit me that it was going to be more brutal than any of my previous orgasms and maybe even more vicious than all of the others combined.

  “I want to hear you scream,” he demanded.

  I panted with the intense volleys of pleasure and pain cascading through me. I tried to fight the oncoming onslaught of agonizing ecstasy, but it was useless. My body was answering to my alpha’s call.

  He pinched my clit hard and the first orgasm of many inevitably followed.

  I lost control. In that moment, I became utterly and completely his.

  I broke incredibly hard.

  Ruthless pleasure devoured me from the inside out. The pain and pleasure came together in a savagely intoxicating mixture that cut me from within. I felt like I was falling into a black hole of cruel bliss and there wasn’t any way for me to claw myself out. I writhed beneath him and my clit pulsed hard in between his punishing fingers. Then he twisted my poor little bud, ensuring that my orgasm was just as painful as it was pleasurable.

  I screamed and before I knew what was happening, I came so hard that I started to sob.

  Brutal ecstasy tore me into pieces, and I fractured on his cock. His fingers cut into my hip and then he spanked my pussy with his hand, and I came once more. I shattered and my pussy desperately clutched at his cock, even as he continued to use my tight channel as roughly as he pleased.

  Tears streamed down my cheeks as he fucked me. He forced one orgasm after the next from my worn-out little body. I had no idea how many times I came. I just knew how much each one now hurt. I wept as he forced them from my body, one after another.

  He’d used my need for him against me. He’d taught me what a true punishment was like. Sobs racked my frame and I tried to suck in one breath after another and still he used me hard. Soon, I was terrified that this fucking wouldn’t ever end. He didn’t even remotely show any signs of slowing down and that scared me.

  I came again and my core twisted hard with pain as passion raged on inside me.

  I sobbed even harder.

  “You will come for me one last time, little omega, before your punishment is complete. This final orgasm will ensure that you are never left unsure of your place ever again. Do you understand me?”

  “Yes, sir,” I wailed.

  He circled my clit with his fingers, building my need with each passing motion until I could feel that final orgasm edging closer. I feared that inevitable pleasure more than all the rest and I cried as I realized my unavoidable fate.

  I was so very, very sore and I was going to orgasm. Again.

  I was going to come for my alpha because that’s what he had commanded of me.

  “Come now, omega,” he ordered.

  I obeyed because I had no other choice.

  I sobbed through every last second of that orgasm, even as pleasure blazed through me with an agonizing heat that was more intense than I had ever known. It eviscerated me from within, breaking over me with the power of an unstoppable tidal wave. I hurtled off the edge of a cliff into boundless painful bliss and drowned in it. I writhed and moaned, shamefully screaming with my release as I splayed my thighs, all while he fucked me roughly and as hard as he wanted to. His cock speared into my pussy, punishing my tight little hole even as my sore clit pulsed with my release.

  When it was all over, I continued to cry, thoroughly mastered by my alpha. My body pulsed with sensation and every inch of me hurt. He pulled free of me and lifted me up off the boulder, only to deposit me in front of him on my knees.

  His cock was impossibly erect right in front of my eyes. I gulped and looked up at him, remembering his warnings of what I was going to have to do with my tongue.

  “Open your mouth. It’s time that you show me that you learned your lesson,” he said darkly, and my sore pussy pulsed with want.

  I licked my lips, tasting the salt from my tears.

  His palm caressed the side of my cheek and his fingers brushed what remained of my tears from my face. I sniffed and tried to pull myself together, fully feeling the weight of what he’d put me through. I whimpered softly and he continued to comfort me with that palm.

  When I’d gathered as much of my composure as I could, I opened my lips and tentatively moved forward toward his cock.

  “Would you like to make it up to me now, my sweet mate?” he asked gently.

  “Yes, sir,” I whispered, my voice hoarse from all the screaming.

  “Good girl,” he said, and he used his fingers to lift my chin a little higher before he pushed his cock in between my waiting lips.

  Even though I was thoroughly exhausted, I wanted to please. I wanted to show him that I was sorry for what I had done and that I now understood what would happen when a naughty little mate who disobeyed her alpha.

  I wrapped my lips around his thick length. My movements were hesitant at first, but the more I suckled him, the bolder I grew. I could taste the musky sweetness of my own arousal. The taste of myself was all over his cock and I lapped at him with my tongue. Carefully, I lifted his length with my fingers and softly kissed the spot I had tased. It was still pink, and I cautiously licked at it with the tip of my tongue, trying to soothe it as much as I could. He groaned and I doubled my efforts to bathe him with my tongue before I returned my mouth to the head of his cock.

  “I’ve marked your beautiful bare bottom and your perfect breasts. I’ve welted your wet little pussy, but there’s one last place I want to mark today before your punishment ends, sweet omega,” he purred as he rolled his hips, pressing his cock deeper into my mouth. I didn’t respond.

  “I’m going to mark that pretty throat. You’re going to be a good little girl, aren’t you? You’re going to swallow everything I give you,” he continued, and my pussy clenched tightly in anticipation. I worshipped him with my mouth, taking care to clean off all the evidence of my own arousal from his cock. The taste of him washed over my tongue, one of pure masculinity and salty virility. I found that I couldn’t get enough of it.

  His fingers dug into my hair and fisted at the base of my scalp as he took control of my tentative explorations.

  “Such a good girl,” he purred and then his hips pumped forward as he claimed my mouth as his too.

  His movements were harsh at first and I struggled to draw in air as he fucked my throat. Before long I learned to suck in each breath as he pulled out of me. I did my best to suckle him, using my tongue to circle around his length as much as possible even when he was using me so roughly.

  Soon enough, my throat was just as sore as the rest of me and I struggled not to let even more tears fall as he used me. After everything my punishment had entailed, this made me feel more out of control than anything else. He fucked my throat hard and just when I thought I was going to begin to cry again, his cock throbbed against my tongue.

  My pussy tightened with want. He was going to come in my throat, and I had to s
wallow every last drop. With shame, I realized I wanted exactly that. I needed it and he was going to give it to me.

  His thrust became more erratic, less controlled and I knew he was close. I opened for him and felt the first pulse of his seed spurt against the back of my throat. I swallowed around him, using everything in me to take each heated burst of cum down into my belly. I moaned around him as he came in my mouth, feeling his member throb on my tongue. I worshipped his cock with my lips and my tongue until the very last drops of his seed slipped down my throat.

  He groaned with utter satisfaction.

  I’d pleased him and that thrilled me far more than I expected it to.

  He pulled free from my lips and bent down to lift me to my feet. Carefully, he sat down on the boulder and situated me in his lap so that my head lay against his shoulder.

  He held me.

  “I’m very proud of you, little omega. You took your punishment very well. It’s all over now,” he murmured, and I curled into him, desperate to feel his arms around me. He’d taken me and broken me into pieces, and right now, I knew he was the only one who could put me together again.

  I found myself crying silently as he held me, and I was surprised by it. I hid my face in his shoulder and his fingers gently stroked through my hair. It was soothing and my tears soon dried as I gathered myself and tried to piece myself back together again. I whimpered softly and those same fingers drifted up and down my back. My breathing slowly returned to normal and I pressed my forehead against his chest, allowing the scent of him to give me comfort.

  “Such a good little mate,” he murmured, and my heart leapt into my throat. I wasn’t sure why those simple words made me feel so whole, but they did. His strong arms surrounded me, a secure and safe place that promised never to let go. His fingertips brushed the strands of hair that were stuck to my forehead aside and then he lifted my chin to look into my eyes.

  “Such a beautiful little thing,” he murmured, and I couldn’t help but smile a bit in return. He ran his thumb along my cheekbone and electric tingles rushed straight down to my core even after all he’d put me through. He did it again and I shivered at its strange magical effect.

  I shouldn’t be falling for him. He’d stripped, spanked, and switched me. He’d fucked me too. I should be furious. I should fight back, but even as my mind fought the connection, I could feel myself wanting to know more. Even now with my ear pressed against his chest, I could hear the beat of his heart and knew it was in tune with mine.

  “Kiba,” I whispered.

  “What is it, little mate?”

  “This. What I feel. Is it always like this?” I asked.

  “We are fated mates, sweet girl. I am the alpha and you are my omega. The two of us were destined to be together. We were meant to find each other. You are mine and you will bear my children. The two of us will continue the shifter line, ensuring that the pack continues on for the next several hundred years until the next alpha arises,” he explained.

  “Your children,” I repeated softly.

  “Yes. Our beta offspring will be fertile for several generations, ensuring that the pack remains viable for a good long while,” he explained.

  I’d never thought about being a mother. It had never been a part of my vision for the future, at least not until now. For some reason, thinking about having children with Kiba seemed right and the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I wanted it too.

  I shouldn’t be feeling these things. It was too soon, too fast. But the longer he held me in his arms and the more I breathed in his perfect scent, the more connected to him I felt and the more I never wanted to leave his side.

  Maybe it was magic or maybe it was truly fate, but either way, I was his now. The residual ache across my breasts and my backside, as well as inside my throat and my pussy, was a constant reminder of that, as was the continual beat of my heart.

  “That hurt,” I whined.

  “It was supposed to,” he chuckled softly. I pouted and he lightly patted my cheek with his hand. “You needed a very thorough lesson because you were disobedient. As a result, I had to punish you in order to teach you your rightful place.”

  My pussy clenched tightly at his words. I couldn’t bear to meet his eyes, so I turned away, feeling myself blush at my body’s traitorous reaction. His fingers returned to my chin and he forced me to meet his gaze once more. I fidgeted and hummed with shame, even as his fingers drifted across my thigh. I squirmed as those same fingers pressed between my legs and into my moist folds. I was wet for him once more.

  “You were made for me, little mate. I am pleased to find you this way for me, even after I’ve already made you come for me many times today. Your body knows its master,” he said quietly, and the rumble of his seductive voice made my legs tremble a little with need.

  For a while, the two of us were silent. I stayed in his lap and he held me gently the entire time. I enjoyed his embrace and the quiet as I tried to come to terms with all that had happened to me in the last forty-eight hours.

  “They’re going to be looking for me back there. The government paid a lot of money to bring me in to study your kind,” I finally said, and he grunted in acknowledgement. I pushed against his chest and sat up straight, staring at him more boldly now.

  “They’ll come after me,” I added.

  “I imagine they will,” he replied.

  “That does not worry you?” I asked and he shook his head.

  “It doesn’t because we’re going to be long gone by the time they start looking,” he answered.

  “You’re not going to bring me back?” I questioned him.

  “No. I’m not,” he said curtly. I chewed at my lip, trying to process this information.

  “They brought me in to complete a job,” I answered.

  “You have a new one and that is to be by my side, mate,” he replied as he stared into my eyes, his gaze dangerous. “You will do well to remember that.”

  I pressed my lips together. I was never one to sit back and just let others dictate how I lived my life, but now was not the time to push him, not after the punishment I’d just been given by his hand.

  “Where will you take me?” I decided to ask instead.

  “South. There is another facility holding my betas prisoner. We will go there and free them.”

  “How do you know?”

  “I can sense them, just like I could with you, little omega,” he replied.

  I shivered against him.

  “Come, it’s time to meet up with the others,” he dictated.

  “I have no clothes,” I said with a pout.

  “You won’t need them. You will remain naked until I decide that you’ve earned the privilege of clothing once again,” he commanded.

  My nipples peaked and my pussy clamped down hard. I didn’t know why I’d reacted that way, but I couldn’t deny that I liked it.

  Chapter Six

  Kiba

  My mate was perfect. Mine. I loved the way her body responded to me even as her mind fought her rightful place. The connection between us went far deeper than she was aware of though. I had felt it the moment I’d laid my eyes on her. It was the omega within her. It answered only to me as the alpha, her alpha. It was written deep into her genetic code, only released and activated once I arose from the earth. It was as though a tether tied our hearts together as one, a magical link between us demanding that I breed her as hard and fast as possible.

  I was a patient man though. She would be bred in due time, but it had to be when she was safe and sound. I would not have her pregnant and in danger as we traveled and fought to release the betas that the government was still holding captive. I gritted my teeth together, allowing the smoldering anger inside me to brew to life. They were my people. They did not deserve to be held prisoner and I would do everything in my power to ensure their freedom, no matter what it took.

  I did not know much about this government my mate spoke of, but I would question her about it.
I could ask one of my betas, but I would rather she speak to me and tell me of her world. I would listen and she would tell me. I wanted to know more about her. I wanted to know everything there was to know. I craved the sound of her voice.

  The moment I’d laid my eyes on her, I’d known that she would be mine forever. Her brilliant green eyes were flecked with shades of blue and chocolate brown, colors of Mother Nature and of the earth itself. Her golden blonde hair was long and free and hung down to the middle of her back. The gentle breeze made it sway in the wind, swirling around her toned body in a way that was both alluring and awe-inspiring.

  I wanted to take her into my arms and make love to her once more. She was a flawless picture of beauty and perfection. My mate.

  I didn’t do any either of those things though. Instead, I took her hand and gently helped her to her feet. I took a few seconds to admire her naked form and the way her pert breasts swung a little with her movements, both large enough to fill the palms of my hands. Her lean stomach gave way to curvy hips. Toned thighs spoke to the care she took in her body, a silent measure of the strength within her.

  Her feet remained protected in her shoes and I would see that they stayed that way. I was used to walking barefoot but her skin was delicate and soft, easily broken by a sharp rock or jagged branch. Lifting up her hand, I walked around her and assessed the marks I’d left behind on her skin. Her bottom was crisscrossed with little welts all across her skin and was still quite pink from my palm. Her breasts were marked less so, as I’d take a lighter hand to them. Her pussy had tiny little lines that spoke to the very thorough switching she’d received there too.

  She’d remain welted for the rest of the day. They would disappear overnight. She’d been punished and would be quite sore, but I’d never really mar her perfect dewy skin.

  Her fingers tightened around mine and I lifted my gaze to see a rosy blush highlight her cheekbones. I liked that I had that effect on her. I’d have to admire her naked body like this more often.

  “Come. Let’s meet up with the rest of the pack,” I suggested, and she nodded slightly. There was a sparkle in her eye, and I studied her more closely, sensing a streak of rebelliousness within her still, even after a spanking, switching, and a great many forced orgasms.