The Alpha Men's Secret Club: A Scorchingly Hot BBW Shifter Romance

by Dawn Steele

  She eventually found her way upstairs into the now empty bar. Stools were stacked upside down on tables and the place had been cleaned up. There was only one cleaner doing his rounds with a mop and pail. He looked up briefly, but paid her no heed.

  She made her way to the dressing room, found her clothes where she left them and exited the joint. The door was surprisingly unlocked. She closed it and looked up at the faint light of dawn in the sky. The morning air was fresh and crisp, and the wind made her shiver and her hair dance. Then she looked back at the door. No signs. No clues to indicate what was inside.

  Not that she was ever going to tell.

  It was not the implied threat which stayed her hand, but the fact that she would be doing wrong to Rust and the secret community which gave her a chance to be desired like any other beautiful woman. So she walked up the stairs to the street level. Her legs were wobbly and there was an ache in between her thighs which bespoke of the previous night’s pleasures.

  More painful still was the ache within her heart.

  Rust, oh Rust.

  How would she face him now?

  EPILOGUE

  She didn’t speak a word to anyone about the transgressions of the night, not even Michaela.

  “Where you been, girl?” her best friend asked. “I was worried about you.”

  “Pulled an all-nighter like I told you I would. Slept at the library.”

  Michaela snorted. “And here I was, thinking you finally got lucky.”

  Kate had to pull all stops to refrain from blushing. Hell, I got lucky indeed.

  But facing the Professor was another matter.

  Kate had a class on Tuesday. That morning when she woke up, she felt viscerally ill. Can I face him? Can I look him in the eye and pretend nothing happened? What if he acted like nothing happened – like what they had was completely meaningless?

  She didn’t know which would be more awful.

  She debated whether or not to be ill. Then she would have a good excuse to skip class. But she decided she had to face her demons once and for all.

  And so she dressed up. She took her time in dressing. When she exited the bathroom, she felt a lot better.

  Reject me . . . I won’t feel a thing.

  And immediately, a wave of nausea struck her.

  Oh, who was she kidding? She was in love with this man. In lust with him. In every level of the way. She wanted him so badly that she could feel the clenching need in her pussy, in every chamber of her heart, in her mind and in her soul.

  There was a ninety-nine percent chance that he did not feel the same way about her. How could he? She was nothing to him. Nothing but a casual plaything in the dark.

  She walked to class, and her feet felt leaden all the way. She arrived early and seated herself while the rest of the students filed into the lecture hall.

  When Rust O’Brien arrived, he walked to the lectern. She was seated right in front, and he didn’t look at her.

  Her spirits sank.

  Of course you mean nothing to him. Who are you trying to kid, girl? You’re just a one night stand. You can’t make a gilded carriage out of a pumpkin.

  Rust O’Brien concentrated on the lecture. It was something on Jung. He displayed slide after slide. She barely heard the words and saw the flashing images on the screen. Her chest was an aching morass of hurt and need, a hollow pit which could not be filled. Not by what she wanted, at least.

  Carlo Estez sat eight places to her right. He caught her eye and smiled. She averted her face, not daring to meet his eyes. Tell my secret, and I’ll tell yours.

  Finally, the lecture was over and she felt a profound sense of relief. The usual students crowded around him, fielding the usual questions. That slut, Fiona Montgomery, was there again, bending over, letting everyone had a good look at her boobs.

  “What do you think about this, Professor?”

  Think of what? Your boobs?

  And: “How would you theorize this, Professor?”

  They were circling him like vultures around a prized calf, and she was once again on the fringes, unable to get a look in.

  Nothing had changed, really.

  Then Rust O’Brien declared, “I’ve got to be going now. Sorry I can’t take any more questions, but I’m sure you’ll find all the answers if you do your research.”

  Murmurs of disappointment filled the area around the lectern. Rust O’Brien glanced around. Kate’s heart leaped when his green eyes alighted upon her face for a moment, held her eyes meaningfully (or at least, she would like to read meaning in them), and flitted away.

  He strode off to the exit.

  After a moment’s hesitation, she followed.

  “Hey, Kate.” Carlo Estez stepped in front of her. He was as handsome as ever, and his dark eyes were sparkling with questions.

  “Not now,” she said as she sidestepped him.

  “Hey . . . wait. I want to talk to you.”

  But she didn’t heed his call. She could feel his eyes on her back as she half-ran after the Professor, away from the memory of Carlo Estez, what he was, and what he wanted to do to her.

  Rust O’Brien did not turn. He was walking very fast. She wondered if he knew she was following him. They passed students and other college staff, all bustling along their own way. Several people turned to look at Rust. Why shouldn’t they? He was a stellar, imposing man.

  She knew where he was going. He was heading towards his office in the main staff block. The corridors were quieter here. The students were at class and most of the staff was not around.

  Rust O’Brien entered a door. Kate knew what was in there. Rust’s office was one of four in the little enclosure, and Stacey Stack was the PA to all four of them in the department.

  Kate hesitated for only a moment, and then she went in through the door.

  Stacey Stack was not at her desk, and Kate was profoundly relieved. She couldn’t think of an excuse as to why she wanted to see the Professor. Somehow “I wanted to ask him about the personality types Jung theorized about” didn’t quite cut it with Stacey. Unless you were Michaela, the best barista in the world, of course.

  She assumed Rust had gone into his office already. His name was plastered in gold lettering outside his door.

  RUST O’BRIEN

  PROFESSOR OF PSYCHOLOGY.

  Not Russell. Simply Rust.

  Her Rust.

  Should she knock? It was the polite thing to do. She simply couldn’t go barging in like that.

  So she knocked. Her knuckles rapped painfully on the wooden door.

  “Who is it?” Rust’s voice from inside. It sounded knowing.

  She didn’t trust herself to answer, and so she tried the knob. It turned and the door opened.

  Rust was seated behind his desk. His laptop was on. He looked up expectantly as she entered. He did not seem surprised she was here.

  Her mouth went dry.

  He did not say anything. Not even “What are you doing here? I thought you knew it was all over”. Not even “It hadn’t even begun” or “I hope you understand it was nothing. Just one night of sex. And I’d sooner we’d both forget it”.

  No. He just sat there, a semi-amused look on his handsome features, and he waited for her to make the first move.

  She closed the door behind her. She doubted many students had been in this office.

  Well, she was here to establish a purpose. And she had nothing to lose but face itself. And she had already bared her all – body and soul – to this man. He had taken her in every orifice possible. What else was there but to face fear itself? The most he could do was laugh in her face and order her out of his room.

  Kate, be bold.

  She breathed in deeply. Even here, at close proximity, he made her skin tingle and her loins quiver.

  She walked to one of the two chairs in front of his desk. She placed her bag down on the floor and seated herself.

  Still, he didn’t say anything. He merely observed her. The intensity of hi
s gaze was unsettling.

  She swallowed the lump in her throat. Then she hiked her skirt up, and placed both her legs on either armrest of the chair. She wore no underwear, and her pussy glistened with a clit clamp that she had improvised with a clip-on earring.

  She let him take a good look. His eyes roamed the expanse of her pussy – her shivering clit, which had been cruelly imprisoned in its clamp for the entire duration of his lecture – and the leaves of her pussy which he had so lavishly licked a few nights ago.

  His eyes lighted up. Her pulse leaped. The interest in his eyes was more than she could ever hope for.

  It clearly said: I desire you. I want you.

  He shifted uncomfortably in his seat, a sign of a burgeoning erection. Then he smiled and said in a hoarse voice:

  “Why don’t you get up and lock the door, Kate Penney?”

  Her heart soared even as her pussy throbbed, and she knew it was the beginning of something profoundly sexual and possibly beautiful between them.

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