Interview With the Alpha (A BBW Billionaire Shifter Romance) (Mate of the Alpha Book 1)

by Sierra Wolf

  “I can smell you, Cassandra. Your body wants me. The delicious scent of your sex is palpable even outside of your room.” He reached for my pussy again, and I tried to push his hand away. But he was far stronger than I was. He pushed my legs apart and touched the delicate, wet folds he found there. I groaned with desire. Yes, I wanted him. I wanted him to release his load inside of me, damn the consequences. I knew he wouldn’t be able to control himself when he started, and I found I didn’t want him to. I put my arms around him, and drew Curtis’s body close to mine. I could feel how hard he was against me. He looked into my eyes, and I saw the inner wolf there. He gave me a throaty growl and pushed his lips into mine again. He slipped his fingers inside of me again, pushing apart the pink folds and finding my sensitive spot inside.

  “I will mate with you tonight and I will use you as I please,” he said, taking my waist with one of his hands and pumping his fingers in and out of my pussy with the other. “Every inch of your body is mine.”

  “Yes,” I said. “I’m yours.” I barely felt the words come out of my mouth. Who was I? Who had this man made me become?

  “After tonight, you can make the choice … and I will claim you for my pack. I know I will want you … but the choice must be yours.” He panted and rubbed his thumb lightly over my clit, sending delicious shivers through my body. I arched my back in delight, and he pushed his fingers deeper inside of me. The wolf knelt down before me, his fingers still inside, pressing against that spot inside that sent shivers through my entire being. He put his dance against my legs and nuzzled his face against me. He looked at me and his wolfish eyes flashed gold. He moved his hand to my ass and pulled me to his mouth, groaning. I spread my legs apart a little, wanting his tongue on me, inside of me. My body thrummed with excitement. My sex pulsed in response to his closeness. I was slick, supple, and ready for my wolf to take me. His breath was hot against my sex, and his pushed his face against my pussy, taking my clit into his lips and sucking it, moving his tongue in circles around the most sensitive tip of my flower. I groaned and pushed myself against him.

  I knew it was wrong, in a way, giving myself to a man I’d just met, but it felt so right to be with him. He pushed his fingers deep inside of my, his mouth gentle on my clit. I moaned, my voice loud and desperate for release. The ripples of pleasure started to flow through my body. He sucked on my sensitive nub as I began to come for him, my noble wolf. My body slackened as my climax started to roll through my body, centered on the hot, velvet tongue licking my pussy.

  “Yes, yes … yes …” I muttered and groaned, and he licked, hungry for my taste, my scent. The heat rose between my thighs, spreading through every muscle in my body. I closed my eyes and threw my head back, feeling that I might evaporate into a world of pure pleasure. I slumped against him, my clit now too sensitive to be touched. He gave me a few more licks, sending shivers through my legs. I cried out, almost unable to bear the sensation. He moved his face away, and I collapsed on the floor next to him. Curtis unbuckled his pants, and he stood to pull them off. He moaned as the fabric brushed against his cock, touching himself before he even let them drop all the way to the floor.

  “I want your mouth,” he groaned, and I moved to him to obey. I don’t know what it was in me that wanted to please him, but my need was complete and overwhelming. I took his cock in my hand. It was so thick that I couldn’t quite hold it all the way around. He sighed at my touch. I shifted so that my mouth was at the level of his gorgeous cock, so that I could take its gossamer skin into my mouth and feel his heat inside of me. I heard that throaty growl again, and I knew that I was pleasing my wolf. He pushed the tip of his cock to my lips, and I swept my tongue over the head of it, taking it into my mouth, letting my lips stretch to hold him. He took my hair and pulled it, causing me to groan against the cock inside of my mouth. He began to slowly fuck my face, using my hair to gain leverage. I opened my throat to him, desiring his cum inside my throat. My pussy pulsed with the same desire, and I lowered my hand to touch myself while I sucked his beautiful cock. Tears came to my eyes as he hit the back of my throat again and again. I tasted his salty precum, savoring each drop, ready for him to explode inside of my mouth. To my surprise, he pulled himself out of my mouth.

  “I want your pussy now. The moon gives me more than a need to come inside of a woman. I need to mate.” He lifted me up and bent me over the bed with his rough hands. My pussy throbbed with excitement, and I groaned, anticipating the first cock that had stretched me open in years.

  “I might be too big for you. I’ll stretch you as much as possible so that I can fit, but I won’t be able to stop once I get started.” He pushed the head of his cock against my tight opening. I sighed in response, unable to speak. He pressed into me, pausing to keep just the tip of his head inside of me. He growled in ecstasy, thrusting himself all the way inside of me. His cock stretched me open, creating an incredible pressure inside of my welcoming pussy. He pumped inside of me, grabbing onto my hips and slamming into me until I felt full inside.

  “So fucking tight, such a tight little pussy,” he muttered, his voice lost in the pleasure of entering me and being held there like a vise. With each thrust, he spread me open further, straining the muscles in my thighs. He hit against my very center, opening me and accessing a depth of feeling I didn’t even know that I had. Heat rose through my legs into my belly, centering on my filled pussy and spreading through my legs and up the center of my back. The pressure built inside of me again. Sensing my pleasure, Curtis slammed into me, his hips slapping against mine. The pleasure rose through my body, and I came, wetness flooding my pussy. He thrust his cock inside me, riding me as I trembled and flushed with the climax that only a wolf like this could give. My toes curled, and I gripped at the bed with my fingers. Curtis started bucking against me harder, slapping against my supple ass with his hips. His muscles tensed, and he released a wave of hot cum inside of my pussy, a sound that was half moan and half howl coming from his throat. He thrust against me one final time and released yet another jet of musky cum inside of me. I sighed, feeling completely full.

  Curtis fell against me. He had put his seed inside of me, and if he was right, I may have been in heat that very night. I wouldn’t find out for sure, but there were many days ahead of us to make sure that I was filled time and time again. He rolled off of me and onto the bed. His cock was already getting hard again, and I knew he would take me however he wanted me for the rest of the night.

  “Curtis,” I said, “Claim me. Claim me as yours, and you can fill me every day.” He kissed me, pulling me to him again.

  “Yes, my Cassandra. I will claim you as part of my pack on the next full moon. But right now, I’ll keep you filled on my own … I won’t share you with the pack until next month.” He chuckled, and my eyes grew wide. But he kissed me, washing away my worry. He was already pressing the tip of his cock inside me again, and I needed to be filled.

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  AN EXCERPT FROM "CLAIMED BY THE ALPHA," THE SEQUEL TO "INTERVIEW WITH THE ALPHA"

  Curtis had set up a room for me at his sprawling estate. I’d panicked at first — after all, who goes from just meeting someone to living at their manor in a week’s time? The more I got to know Curtis, however, the more I realized that he was a wolf through and through. He protected and cared for his pack, and that meant that he kept them under his roof. He protected and kept them from harm. As he explained, I was part of his pack as soon as he had fucked me, maybe even before them.

  After we made love the first time, he’d taken me and held me in my arms, telling me that he wanted me to stay, telling me that he never wanted me to leave.

  “You’re mine,” he’d growled on that very night. He looked into my eyes with his own, eyes that flickered yellow and betrayed his inhuman side — the side of him that belonged to the wolf. I was filled up with his seed already, and the scent of his body was hea
dy and intoxicating. He smelled of earth and evergreen trees, like something of the forest. He’d kissed me roughly then, and I knew that he was right. I was already his.

  “You live here from now on,” he whispered to me as he playfully bit my neck and parted my legs with his powerful hand, forcing me to spread for him. I’d just nodded, even though the panic had risen through me like the crest of a wave. Curtis’s command was far more powerful than my human wants or needs. My panic washed away as quickly as it rose, and I submitted to him, letting him enter me again and fill me with his essence.

  “You’re so tight, my sweet,” he said as he plunged deep inside of me. I gave myself over to the pleasure of being commanded, and the pleasure of being truly his.

  He’d had the room prepared for me the next day, and there was little I could do but obey him. He was the alpha of his pack, and he had become my alpha too. Whatever magic resided in him had taken root in me when he took my body for his plaything. The room was quaint and rustic, a microcosm of the beautiful lodges where his pack worked and lived. The walls were lined with reclaimed cedar, and he’d had antique wooden furniture brought in for me. The windows looked out onto his sprawling property, which was verdant with life. Often, I’d wake up early in the morning to hear the howling of wolves, and if I was lucky, I’d catch a glimpse of one of the pack members, coming back from its hunt. These wolves were sleeker and more beautiful than any other animal I’d seen in my life, with their tall, slender bodies and flashing yellow eyes. I sometimes even saw Curtis in wolf form, walking his grounds in the misty morning air. The first time I’d seen him from my window, I was shocked to find him opening my door thirty minutes later, naked and disheveled — and already hard for me. I came to learn that day that he was filled with desire after each hunt, and that he needed to come to his mate after he’d killed his prey and feasted in the moonlight.

  I admit, I had been scared that first time. Curtis, wild with desire, had taken me and ripped my clothes off, bending me over the bed entering me before I could even speak. He plunged his thick, hard cock deep inside of me, grabbing onto my hips and slamming into me as he growled, guttural and inhuman. I’d moaned with desire, even though his inner wolf had shaken me to my core. He always hit the very deepest place in my soul, making my body ache with passion and longing. He kept pounding, thrusting hard and not letting up for a moment until he shot his thick, hot seed deep inside. Sensing that I had not received my own pleasure, he had pulled away and flipped me over, immediately burying his face between my legs, licking his cum from my delicate folds and gently sucking on my clit until I came against him with a force I’d never imagined possible. The climax reverberated to the outer reaches of my body, centering on the white hot pleasure Curtis created as he sucked and nuzzled against my swollen and filled sex. He had licked me clean, making me come again, this time longer and slower than the first. I cried out, letting the pack roaming the halls know for certain that I belonged to their alpha. That I was his chosen one.

  When Curtis had finished, he came to lay in bed beside me, growling in my ear softly before he spoke. He caressed me with one hand, cupping each of my breasts and snaking his fingers down to my hips. He kissed me, long and deep, the scent and taste of our sex mingling together on our tongues.

  “On the next full moon, I will claim you as my mate. Is this something you still want?”

  “Yes,” I sighed against him.

  “That night, and that night only, I will share you with the head members of my pack, and after that, you will become one of us. The rest of our lives, you will serve as my mate and bear my children.” I gulped with fear … what did he mean by “sharing me?” I wasn’t sure that was something I wanted, but the idea sparked a hidden desire inside of me. I didn’t know it then, but that night would change my life forever.

  “I don’t know if that’s something I can do, Curtis …” My voice wavered with anxiety. Would I have to have sex with other men? What did that mean for me and Curtis? Curtis chuckled, kissing me again.

  “Oh my sweet, don’t worry. This is just part of the tradition of claiming. I need you to be my mate. You are my mate in your heart, aren’t you?” He looked into my eyes, and I saw that yellow flash again. Sometimes, his inner wolf made me feel very distant from him. I didn’t understand the traditions he spoke of, or why I’d need to submit to them to be his. But I nodded — in my heart, yes, I was his mate. If that meant doing something I hadn’t considered before, I might do it … for the sake of staying with him.

  “In order to be my mate,” he continued, “You need to be initiated into the pack. And for that to happen, I have to grant my head pack members access to you for one night. That completes the process … and you will become one of us.” I had to gulp again. Did that mean I would become a wolf … a wolf like the creatures I saw all around me?

  “You mean … I’d be a wolf … like you?” My voice sounded fragile again, like a delicate glass thing that might break if not handled carefully. Curtis read my anxiety and held me closer, filling me with his reassuring scent.

  “I know that I’ve been a wolf all my life, my sweet. I take this life for granted, and I love the man that I am. If you do not want to be a wolf, I understand. But I promise you, I’ll be there beside you every step of the way. I want to claim you so that no other may ever have you again, and to do so, I must make you a wolf at the culmination of your claiming.” I snuggled against him.

  “And if I don’t become a wolf …” My voice trailed off. I didn’t want to consider parting from Curtis. He had quickly become a staple in my life. His estate was the home base for my work, and his pack was beginning to become my family.

  “We’ll have to part ways.” He looked away, sad. I knew he was trying to sound strong, but he didn’t want to part from me either. His eyes flashed, and he retreated to that place where his inner wolf resided, shutting me out of his thoughts. But he still held me, and his arms were strong and warm.

  “I don’t want to ever leave you … but this is so much to consider.” He looked at me again.

  “There’s three weeks until the next full moon,” he said. “By that time, will you know?” I couldn’t read those strange eyes. But his voice was full of emotion.

  “I promise … I will know by then.” We spoke no more of it, but the weight of our conversation was present in our every interaction. And Curtis released his tension physically.

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