Destined to the Alpha: Alphas in Heat Book Three

by Turner, Olivia T.

“That’s it,” I coax her, urging her on. “Cum on my big dick, baby. Let this virgin pussy go. You’re so wet and soaked for me. It’s time to cum all over my cock.”

  She digs her nails into my skin, looking up at my monstrously swollen body and then releases.

  “Oh, Christ!” I shout as I feel her pussy tighten even more. Blackness fills my vision for a second and then I’m back to staring at her beautiful twisted up face and gorgeous tits that are jerking up and down with every hard thrust I give her.

  Her tight heat is milking me, massaging my shaft and trying to pull my cum out. I can’t hold it back any longer and I thrust hard into her, giving her all of my dick as I cum in hot spurts. She moans and cries out as my cum fills her virgin pussy, coating her walls before my seed makes its way to her womb.

  Finally satisfied, my grizzly bear slinks back down and my body returns to its normal human size. We’re both shaking as our orgasms linger.

  When I can’t hold myself up any longer, I pull out of her and drop beside her on the bed. She immediately curls up against my side as I pull her to my body. I need a break for a second, but I’m not done with her yet.

  It’s not even dinner time and we have all night.

  We have the rest of our lives.

  Knowing my seed is inside her and making its way to her ripe womb is making me happier than I ever thought possible. I can’t believe I’m not in a dream.

  I have my mate in my arms, my mark on her neck, my cum in her womb, her virginity on my cock… It doesn’t get better than this.

  I only hope it can last…

  Chapter Nine

  Westin

  Kimberly is watching me from across my dining room table with a happy grin on her beautiful face.

  “What?” I ask as a smile forms on my lips as well.

  “I just… I don’t know. This is all so unexpected. You’re a big surprise, Westin Wood.”

  “A good surprise?”

  She nods. We’re eating breakfast and she looks adorable in my huge sweater. I want to get my camera to take a picture and save this moment forever, but I don’t want to leave it either so I just memorize every detail of her.

  Her wavy brown hair is a wild mess, but it suits her perfectly. I love how it’s untamed just like her wild heart. She’s cupping her mug of coffee that she drinks with honey. Honey? Who knew? I love learning all of these little details about her. I can’t wait to learn them all.

  My mouth waters when I look down at her bare shoulder that’s sticking out of the huge neck hole of my sweater. It just reminds me that she’s not wearing a bra under there…

  “You know, you think you have your whole life figured out and then bam, a sexy shifter slams into your life, changing everything.”

  I pick up my plate of fourteen eggs and nine slices of toast and stand up.

  “Was it something I said?” she asks as she watches me leave the table with a grin on her lips. “Was it the sexy part? Are you feeling objectified? Because I know you are very smart behind that sexy, sexy, incredibly sexy face of yours.”

  I laugh as I sit down beside her. “You can objectify me all you want. I just wanted to get closer to your scent.”

  “The scent of unwashed hair and unbrushed teeth?” Her eyebrows go up. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

  She smells incredible. The natural pheromones coming off her are making me rock hard.

  “You smell like sex,” I tell her. “It’s intoxicating.”

  “It’s your fault,” she says as she picks up her toast and bites into it. “You made me do all those filthy things all night.”

  “I didn’t hear you complaining.”

  She shakes her head. “I couldn’t. I was too busy screaming your name at the top of my lungs.”

  I grin as I remember how sexy she looked with her back arched and her eyes squeezed shut as her pussy erupted in one orgasm after another. We only got finished when the sun came up.

  She called in sick to work this morning and Debbie laughed, telling her to enjoy her day with me. She knew what was up and didn’t mind a bit. I’ll have to leave her a monstrous tip next time I’m there.

  “I feel bad,” she says as a flash of something crosses her face. Arousal maybe? “All the focus was on me.”

  “As it should be,” I say in a firm voice.

  She shakes her head as she drops her toast, and then drops to her knees.

  I suck in a breath and lean back in my chair as her hands slide up my thighs. I’m wearing nothing but pajama pants and a t-shirt.

  She licks her lips as my bulge lengthens and hardens into a massive erection. I broke in her pussy last night, but I didn’t get a chance to try out her sexy mouth.

  “You’re my man now,” she says with her eyes locked on my dick. I can already feel the pre-cum oozing out onto my thigh. I wonder if she’s going to lick it up. “I want to take care of you properly. I want to get a taste of you as well.”

  She tugs down my pajama pants and my dick springs out, hard, thick, and ready for action.

  “I made you bacon and eggs, but all you want is my cock, isn’t that right, baby?”

  She licks her lips as she grips my shaft. A bead of pre-cum spills out and she rubs it all over my swollen head with her thumb. She’s transfixed by it. She can’t take her eyes off my erection.

  “You think you know me so well,” she says as she leans forward and tilts my dick to the side. “But I always prefer sausage over bacon and eggs.”

  My eyes fall closed and I hiss in a breath when I feel her hot tongue press hard against my shaft. She drags it up, moaning like a little slut as my heart starts thumping in my chest. When her tongue reaches my purple head, she drags it around the crest in swirls until my sticky pre-cum is all cleaned up. I watch in awe as she digs her tongue into my slit, trying to get any more reluctant drops.

  I’m glad she likes my taste because my balls are full of more cum just waiting to unload in her pretty little mouth.

  She opens up wide and takes me in, moaning as she starts sucking me off. Her eager hand is moving up and down as she gets into it. It’s her first time with a man in her mouth, but she’s doing pretty damn good. Good enough to make me lightheaded. Good enough to make me moan uncontrollably.

  I sink my hands into her wild hair and guide her mouth up and down just how I like it. She starts choking when I lift my ass off the chair and push in a little too deep.

  “Sorry,” I whisper as I sit back down.

  She pulls me out of her mouth and looks at me with watery eyes. “Don’t be sorry. Do it again.”

  My girl likes it rough. I can tell. Her body gets more into it the harder I hold her, the more forceful I move her, the more dominant I am.

  “Open up,” I demand as I grab a fistful of her hair and hold her head in place.

  I grab the thick base of my dick and guide the tip back into her open mouth. This time I don’t go easy on her. I start fucking her mouth with deep thrusts, pressing all the way to the back of her throat. Her eyes are watering, but her hands are on my balls, playing with them and spurring me on.

  I push in a little too deep and she starts choking and gagging on my cock. I pull back with my hands still fisting her hair to let her catch her breath.

  When she’s good, she gives me a look that tells me she wants more. If she wants it, she’s going to get it.

  I stand up and pull her up on her knees. “Relax your throat,” I tell her in a growly voice that I don’t even recognize anymore. She’s got me so full of lust that I’m not even recognizable to myself. “I’m going to push in deep.”

  She tilts her head back and opens up wide as I start to slide back in. I fuck her mouth with a hard fast pace, but I’m reading her body language and whenever it becomes too much for her, I pull back and let her recover. It never takes long until my curvy girl is grabbing my ass and pulling me back into her. My cock fills her completely and it’s so good that I feel an orgasm coming on strong.

  “Just like
that,” I growl as I press in deep. “Hold it there. I’m going to cum.”

  The pressure and tightness unravels within me and I cum deep in her mouth, spraying her tonsils with my hot cum. My legs give out and I fall back onto the chair, groaning and whimpering as she continues to suck me off slowly, drinking down every last drop of cum that I have for her.

  “You’re incredible,” I say when I finally catch my breath. I’m slumped in the chair and she’s still got her sweet lips wrapped around my semi-hard cock.

  I don’t know how I got so lucky.

  This is the best morning of my life and I can’t believe I get to spend the whole day with her.

  * * *

  I’m about to leave on a hike with Kimberly when the phone rings. It’s a beautiful spring day—right before it gets too hot and before the bugs come out to spoil everything.

  She’s looking gorgeous in her hiking boots and these tiny shorts that are making me want to spend the rest of the afternoon in my bedroom instead.

  “Hello,” I say when I pick up the phone.

  It’s Blake and I can hear the sirens in the background. Shit, I hope he’s not calling me into work.

  “We have a situation,” he says. “Fire on Murphy’s farm. His abandoned barn house is engulfed.”

  “Do you need me to meet you there?”

  “No, we got it covered, but I need you to man the station for an hour or two. Can you do that or are you busy with your new friend?”

  I look at her in those short shorts and groan.

  “I’ll be there in ten minutes,” I tell him. Kimberly and I will be alone at the station and I’ll bet she’s going to get really horny when she sees me in my fire suit.

  “Thanks, bud. We’ll be back as soon as we can.”

  The line clicks dead and Kimberly is staring at me.

  “No climbing the mountain?”

  “How would you like to climb a fireman instead?”

  She looks even more excited.

  I knew I loved this girl for a reason.

  Chapter Ten

  Kimberly

  “Are you going to give me a VIP tour?” I ask as I walk around the fire station with a grin. I never thought I’d get to date a fireman. This is so cool.

  Westin just showed me how to connect a fire hose to the hydrant outside. It’s lying on the floor, thick, hard, and dripping wet. I think he misunderstood me when I asked him to show me how he handles his hose…

  “What do you want to see?” Westin is leaning against the wall, watching me with that possessive territorial look in his eyes. The one that always gets me all worked up.

  I grin as I look down his massive torso to the bulge in his jeans. “How about your fire pole? Is it long and hard?”

  “You keep talking like that and it will be,” he says with a hint of a growl in his voice.

  I bite my bottom lip as my cheeks start to blush. I’m taking that as a challenge.

  We’re all alone in the station and now is my chance to fulfill the ultimate female fantasy—sex with a hot fireman in a fire station. That’s not even taking into account that he’s a bear shifter…

  I walk over to him with a seductive look on my face, swaying my big hips in the way that always gets him drooling. His blue eyes darken with need as he watches me approach.

  “I have a fire inside me, Mr. Big Strong Fireman,” I say in a sultry voice. “Can you put it out?”

  He grabs the waistband in front of my jeans and yanks me toward him. He catches me in his big arms and my whole face flushes.

  I’m already so wet. So inappropriately wet…

  His lips come down on mine and just as they touch, there’s a commotion outside that yanks his attention away.

  Nooooooooo! Not fair!

  Several men come crashing into the station and Westin quickly steps in front of me and pulls me behind him with a protective arm. I peek out beside him and spot five huge men. The crazy thing is that I recognize all of them.

  The four men I served at the diner that Westin got in a fight with—Debbie told me they’re a pack of wolf shifters. And they’re holding Mr. Snooty in a Suity—one of the rich assholes from out of town.

  The mood is tense as they drag him in

  “Fuck,” the big guy hisses, Debbie told me his name was Lincoln Graves. She told me all their names. Westin broke his wrist, but he looks all healed up now. That shifter healing sure works fast. “Not this fucking guy again.”

  Emmett is holding the rich guy’s right arm while another of the wolves, his cousin Hunter, holds his left arm. Parker has his thick tattooed arm wrapped around Mr. Snooty in a Suity’s neck while Lincoln walks beside them.

  “Where’s Ethan?” Lincoln asks.

  “On a job,” Westin barks back. “This the dragon who’s been sniffing around town?”

  Dragon? My mouth drops as I look at the rich guy. Does he mean like a dragon shifter? Like a real dragon shifter?

  Lincoln turns back to the guy who’s glaring at us with bright jade green eyes that seem to be lit from within. It’s incredibly eery to look at. I move a little closer to Westin’s muscular back where I feel safer.

  “We caught him breaking into Ethan’s house,” Lincoln says. “We were having some beers on my porch when we saw him fly over and land on his roof.”

  Westin’s hands squeeze into fists as he walks over to the dragon shifter with his back flexed tight. His body is starting to swell, which means his grizzly bear is close.

  I should be afraid or better yet, making my exit right now, but I just stay rooted to the spot, excited to finally see Westin phase into the bear I’m mated with.

  “Who the fuck are you?” Westin asks as he stands in front of Mr. Snooty in a Suity.

  The man raises his head and gives him a fiery look. “Reginald Kirk. Brother of Aylwin Kirk.”

  Westin takes a step back and looks shaken for a minute.

  “You know him,” Reginald says accusingly.

  “He tried to kill my friend’s mate,” Westin says. “Tied her to a desk and lit the building on fire, so we returned the favor.”

  Reginald’s face darkens as he glares at the man I love. The look gives me cold shivers and I get a worrisome pit in my stomach as he stands up straight.

  The three wolf shifters start grunting as they struggle to hold him down, but Reginald just shakes them off easily. He yanks his arm away from Emmet and then pushes Hunter to the ground. Parker tries to tighten his grip around his neck, but Reginald grabs his hand, twists it, and tosses him to the side. During all this, he’s glaring at Westin, never taking his eyes off him.

  I want to scream at him to run, to flee, but I can’t find my scared little voice right now.

  Westin stands tall, unafraid and unintimidated as they face off.

  “You killed my brother?” Reginald hisses as his whole body begins to shake and tremble.

  I can’t believe what I’m seeing. He begins to grow unnaturally large, his body twisting as crunching and tearing sounds fill the station. In a flash, a giant blue dragon explodes out of him.

  He’s bigger than the fire truck behind him and Westin looks so tiny compared to him. My heart has stopped as I stare in terror.

  But then, Westin pulls his shirt off and his chiseled body begins to tremble as well. He stands his ground and phases too, letting his grizzly bear come out. My pulse is racing as I watch his body grow and then burst into a massive vicious grizzly bear.

  “Wow,” I whisper as I see him land on four paws. The bear looks back at me and I can feel the possessiveness in his eyes. It sends a jolt right between my legs knowing that Westin is in there, more protective than ever.

  The blue dragon raises his massive head and chirps out an ear-splitting call that has me covering my burning ears.

  Westin rushes forward on his big paws and the four other men explode into their wolves.

  Just like that, chaos erupts.

  The wolves leap onto the dragon as he shoots a surge of flames at my man’
s bear. Westin’s grizzly leaps out of the way just in time as three wolves climb onto the blue dragon’s back. They’re snarling and trying to bite his wings as he struggles to shake them off.

  I can feel the intense heat of the flames so I run to the corner of the fire station and hide beside a vending machine. A wolf comes flying through the air and smashes into it, breaking the glass with a whimper. He falls to the ground beside me, glances at me quickly, shakes the broken glass out of his fur, and then rushes back into the fight.

  What the fuck? What is happening right now?

  Reginald’s blue dragon goes down when Westin’s grizzly crashes into him. One of the wolves is already limping and the other three are helping to pin down the dragon.

  It looks like they got him under control when a red missile comes crashing through the glass ceiling of the fire station.

  I scream at the top of my lungs when it lands with a thud on the fire truck, crunching it down and making the windows explode.

  No…

  It’s not a missile. It’s Reginald’s brother, Mr. Frowny Face…

  And he’s in his dragon form.

  The terrifying red dragon is even bigger than his brother.

  Westin’s grizzly charges over to meet him and the dragon opens his mouth and lets out a surge of flames.

  I scream as they engulf the man I love.

  Chapter Eleven

  Kimberly

  Everything is moving too quickly to process. There are streams of fire shooting everywhere, wolves leaping and dodging the flames, and I haven’t seen Westin anywhere.

  I’m terrified that something happened to him. I don’t know if I can survive if I lost him. I know we’ve just met, but he’s my other half. He’s my everything. I can’t breathe as I look around for him.

  I gasp when I catch a sight of a smoking brown beast jumping onto the back of the red dragon. It’s Westin. His bear is alive but injured with burnt patches of fur and a long bloody gash along his right shoulder.