Alpha Doms Box Set: 9 Delicious Stories + 10 Sexy Heroes = 19 Reasons to Indulge

by Christin Lovell

  Eddie snarled, his beast meeting my stubborn wall. He pinched my sensitive peak at the same time he rammed two fingers into my sopping channel. He set an impossibly fast rhythm that had the cries falling from my lips.

  Jay followed; his thumb flew over my clit as his other repeatedly flicked my nipple.

  I bit my lower lip hard, trying to contain my moans. My body was betraying me though. My muscles compressed, my womb seemed to twist around itself. The stimulation was overwhelming; they kicked me to my knees in no time.

  My mouth flew open and my head tilted back as my orgasm slammed through me. I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t see; had they not abandoned my breasts to balance me, I would have surely fallen, literally, to my knees. Pleasure shot through my core, tingles of awareness, of ecstasy, slithered over me, washing me in hedonism. My pulse pounded, my heart hammered in my chest as my body continued to absorb the intense pleasure.

  I’d never come so hard.

  Before I could come down, Jay threw his arms around me. Smoothly, Eddie slid his fingers from me and Jay’s hard cock slipped into me.

  I whimpered as he slowly moved into me, the head of his dick kissing my cervix. A new burst of pleasure exploded through me.

  “I won’t let you fall, Callie Cat. Just trust me.”

  I heard him, but couldn’t annunciate a response if my life depended on it.

  He quickly shot me back to a sub-reality, a space where I wasn’t completely present mentally, yet I heard and felt everything. Every brush of his member inside my tender walls, every stroke of my back and ass from Eddie, every press of Jay’s fingers into my hips as he jackhammered in and out of me, shooting me higher and higher.

  I didn’t recognize the sounds echoing around me. I certainly didn’t own the mangled cry that burst forth when Eddie slapped my ass, surprising me with a swirl of pleasure and pain that only seemed to heighten my pleasure.

  All these boys were doing was giving to me unendingly.

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  Chapter Ten

  JAY

  Pressure crushed my groin. I couldn’t get enough of her. No woman had ever felt so right in my arms; no pussy had ever hugged my cock so well. Her pleasure was my pleasure. Every one of her contractions sent pleasure racing through me.

  I captured her breasts, alternating sucking and nibbling her hard peaks. Her cries grew louder and louder as I moved faster and faster. It was a race to the finish, a race to contain my wolf long enough for Eddie to mark her womb too.

  My limbs compressed. Intense stress crushing me from the inside out was giving my wolf leverage. He clawed at my inner walls. My pleasure was his strength.

  I couldn’t hold back anymore though. I let loose, shooting into oblivion as my hot semen marked her womb. Never ending waves of pleasure heated my body, raised my temperature. In my moment of weakness, my wolf partially broke free.

  Blinking, the color drained from my vision. In the distance, Eddie quickly moved in from behind, bracing a beyond loopy Callie. Her eyes were glazed over, her moans growing hoarse. She was spineless, relying on us to hold her up.

  Eddie grunted as he pounded Callie’s sweet pussy, all while my canines grew, obliterating my gums. Callie’s weary shouts of pleasure were the only thing keeping my wolf from attacking. Wolves don’t share.

  Eddie’s eyes glowed. My wolf snapped, lunging for complete freedom. Growls bounced off the walls of the room from both of us. Wolves don’t share.

  “No more,” Callie whimpered breathlessly.

  Eddie’s wolf broke through, snarling, ready to fight for ownership.

  My muscles rolled and flexed; a mental war was waging inside my head, fighting for control of our actions.

  With a curt nod from Eddie, I released my wolf. Immediately he sank his teeth into the ligament between Callie’s neck and shoulder before he set to licking her wound. Mine.

  She was finally mine.

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  Chapter Eleven

  CALLIE

  My body was jello. I’d never been wrought with pleasure to the point of incapacity. While my heart and soul soared, my mind floated on a cloud of sub-consciousness. Every sense was heightened. The tiniest breeze had my body shuddering. It was all so much more than I ever expected. I never knew pleasure of this magnitude existed.

  It took a while for me to float back down it seemed. I had no energy left, and I didn’t even do anything. I was going to pay for this amazing sexual escapade tomorrow. My muscles were already sobbing despite no gravity affecting them at the moment.

  Blinking several times, I waited for my vision to clear. My heart continued to beat rapidly; my pulse still fluttered wildly, echoing in my head. Tingles of awareness prickled every pore; it was the perfect balance of pain and pleasure coating my skin.

  Eddie kissed a line down my back. It didn’t escape me that both men were just as breathless as I was. Within seconds my hands were free.

  That was when I realized the plug was gone. It was probably best that I didn’t feel that puppy come out; probably would have pooed myself, and there are some things so embarrassing that you can never move beyond.

  “Come along, Callie Cat.” Jay hefted me up a little more into his arms and collapsed backwards on the bed.

  Working as a perfect team, Eddie dragged me up the bed, laying my head perfectly at the top with the pillows. Without hesitating, he slid into bed beside me; lying on his side, he wrapped an arm around my hips and jerked me against him.

  Jay skittered up the bed and moved in on the other side of me.

  I glared at him, straining for the strength to slap him. My hand ended up collapsing onto his chest rather than slapping him. “I hate you.”

  He snickered. “You love me, baby.”

  “Maybe,” I coyly replied.

  A growl vibrated my side.

  I smiled, a tired laugh barely sounding before I yawned. “I love both of you. But if you ever-”

  —

  I groaned as I opened my eyes. Every muscle in my body ached; the tiniest of moves had pain pinching its way through me. “Ow.” I clenched my jaw, fighting the discomfort.

  “Don’t move, Callie Cat. I’ll run you a hot salt bath.”

  “I hate you,” I teased. I peered over at a concerned Jay. His features were turned down into a deep frown. My heart cracked at the pain in his eyes; he feared he caused this. While he did to a degree, I’m sure if I was more physically fit it wouldn’t have been so bad. “I’ll be fine, Jay-Jay.”

  He briskly nodded. Careful not to jostle the bed as he got off, he headed for the bathroom.

  “I’m sorry, Callie.” I saw the regret in Eddie’s eyes even though he refused to make eye contact with me. In fact, he’d put a few inches between our bodies as well.

  “As soon as I can move without crying again, I’m going to slap the shit out of both of you.”

  “Make his extra hard,” Jay said as he reentered the room. He didn’t smile though.

  “Guys, I’m going to be fine. I’m not exactly a Fit & Fun Fiona. I’ll soak in the tub, drink lots of water, watch you two do a strip tease maybe and be all better by tonight, so please stop moping.”

  “We’ll go easier on you next time, if you’ll give us a next time.” Eddie’s brows furrowed as he considered me.

  “Are you kidding? There’s definitely going to be a next time. I don’t think I’ve come so many times in my life. But! I think I deserve a round of cuff duty after last night.”

  His eyes glittered just enough to show his amusement. He pursed his lips. “I don’t think I like that.”

  “One of you Popeyes carry me to the tub so my muscles can recover quicker. I can’t wait to slap you for that one, Edward.” I stuck my tongue out at him.

  “We’re the alphas, remember sweetie?” He leapt off the bed and easily lifted me into his arms.

  “Humph.” I turned my nose up, looking away from him.

  “I’ll protect you if you protect me,” Jay offered as we passed by him.

>   “Deal,” Eddie agreed.

  “Open conspiracy. Wow. I never pegged you two for that one.” I was beaming inside, thrilled that they were working together, back in the best friend zone.

  “This coming from a woman, the more conniving of our species. Right, Eddie?”

  “I’m not touching that one.”

  I mashed my lips together, glaring at Jay over Eddie’s shoulder. If I could cross my arms without losing the tough act, I would.

  The guys let me soak for a while, coming back to check the water temperature from time to time. Granted, it was a painful soreness dominating my body, but any woman would be happy to experience it. It was my badge of pride, declaring that I had two men so dedicated to my pleasure that they overindulged me. And really, what woman could ever be mad at a man, or men, for giving her too much pleasure?

  Not this woman. I’m happy to let my plus size curves be controlled by two sexy alphas any day.

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  Epilogue.

  Six months later…

  CALLIE

  “What’d you find out, Callie Cat?” Jay immediately came to meet me at the door to his office.

  He and Eddie convinced me to compromise. For the past six months I worked at Jay’s company doing hardcore research on the businesses he was competing for, trying to discover their weaknesses, wants and needs before he went in for the kill pitch.

  He kissed my cheek, his hand seeking my belly.

  “You keep touching me there, and people are going to think you have a fat fetish. I’m not even showing yet.” We’d just found out last week. It happened much quicker than any of us anticipated, but we were happy nonetheless.

  He snarled. Taking my left hand in his, he flashed the sparkler on my ring finger; he and Eddie designed the set. Three, two-carat diamonds sat in the top center of a simple gold band, representing the past, present and future, today, tomorrow and always, Jay, Eddie and me; the ring had many meanings. Two wedding bands half-lined with quarter-carat diamonds flanked the first ring, continuing the theme of three. It’s a show-stopping piece.

  He shook my hand, drawing my attention to him. “Do you see this? I put it on this finger because I love every inch of you just as you are, because I wanted to own these curves permanently in the human world.” He jerked me towards him; throwing a possessive arm around my waist, he gazed intently at me. “And as the owner of your sexiness, I’m entitled to grope you anywhere I please any time I please.”

  I glowered at him, stepping away. I thrust a hand on one rounded hip. “Oh, really?”

  Eddie snickered from behind me, catching me off guard. “Foot right into the mouth, man.” He escorted me deeper into Jay’s office. He set a bag of food from a local restaurant on Jay’s desk before pulling me into his arms. His lips descended upon mine, his tongue dipping in to taste me eloquently. The guys never failed to heat me up.

  I slid a hand beneath his polo shirt, brushing my fingers along his muscles.

  “You should let her eat first. She skipped breakfast.” Jay was pouting. I heard him plop into his chair as Eddie pulled back.

  “You get her all day.” His tone was clipped, harsh, yet not overtly menacing.

  “You know, technically I’m supposed to be working, not fraternizing with the boss and his best friend.”

  Jay smirked, his eyes lighting up as he took me in. “That’s the beauty of being the boss’ mate.”

  “I guess.” I dropped into the closest chair. I was just about to tell Jay what I’d discovered about his newest projected campaign acquisition when he held up a hand.

  “Eat first,” ordered.

  I stuck my tongue out at him. “You’re lucky you’re my boss and my hubby, otherwise I would have given you a mouthful for that one.”

  He arched over the desk, his eyes narrowing on me despite the smug smile splitting his face. “You wouldn’t dare.” He leaned back in his chair. “Unless you want another spanking like last night.” He cocked a brow.

  Asshole.

  I looked to Eddie, but he didn’t interfere. He busied himself with setting up my container and plastic silverware.

  I frowned. “My ass still hurts.”

  I blinked and I was in Jay’s lap. My left side pressed into him. He cradled my hips with one hand; he thrust the other between my locks, cupping my head. “Sorry, baby. Your ass is beautiful painted red.”

  I glanced over at Eddie. He sat in the chair across the desk, watching the scene unfold. Meeting my quisitive gaze, he nodded his head in agreement.

  “Well that doesn’t fair well for my rear.”

  Jay lifted his lips, his eyes daring me to argue. “You loved it.”

  “It doesn’t matter whether or not I liked it. I’m still suffering the aftermath.”

  He softened. “I’ll rub it for you tonight.”

  “While we’re watching CSI Miami?” I buoyantly curled my lips at the edges. I knew my eyes glittered with the same hope.

  He scrunched his features sarcastically. “Anything your little heart desires.”

  I slapped his chest. “Asshole.”

  We all chuckled. It faded as Jay grew solemn, his features pinching with concern. “If something hurts, you say stop and we will, Cal.”

  “Anytime,” Eddie affirmed.

  “I trust you, both of you.”

  Jay captured my lips. His touch was soft, yet I felt the emotional strain behind it. “Love you.” He brushed his lips against mine one last time.

  I smiled against him. “Love you, too.”

  I climbed off of him and went around to Eddie. He immediately welcomed me between his legs; his hands embraced my hips as he stared into me. “I love you.”

  He beamed, but darkness shrouded his eyes; that should have been my clue that he was about to crack the whip. “I love you, but if you don’t stop procrastinating and eat, Jay’s gonna have to rub your ass a hell of a lot longer tonight.”

  I rolled my eyes. “Talk about bossy.”

  Taking a line from Jay, he smirked. “You love it, sweetie.”

  I played coy, batting my eyes. “Maybe.”

  Maybe was an understatement. Every girl should be so lucky to be controlled by two sexy alphas with a regular three to one orgasm ratio.

  Happy hunting, ladies!

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  And now, please enjoy this sneak peek of the next book in the popular Alpha Doms series: Two Times the Charm.

  TWO TIMES THE CHARM

  Max is a broken woman with secrets drowned in a rough past. She’s looking to start over in a new town several states away. Never did she expect her past to follow her. Neither did she expect to find not one, but two men, anxious to love her.

  But they have a secret of their own, and it follows them everywhere.

  Ayden is the alpha of the local werewolf pack. Josh is the alpha of the neighboring town’s pack. They grew up together; best friends. There’s little rivalry between these two…until their voluptuous, plus size mate walks into their lives.

  Will a shared mate bring these two best friends closer, or tear them apart?

  The decision is made for them when their mate turns to them for help. They will stop at nothing to protect Max, but how far are they willing to go?

  Learning of their beastly dark side, will Max be able to face them without fear? After all, it’s a past full of fear she’s trying so hard to escape…

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  Two Times the Charm

  Chapter One

  MAX

  “Table for one?” The young hostess beamed with her Southern accent thick. She looked like a petite Barbie doll with a cute, perky voice that matched her figure.

  “Um, yeah.” I tried to hide my embarrassment, while giving her a small smile.

  She grabbed a menu and a silverware roll. “Follow me.” She spun on her heel with a bounce in her step, as she led me to a booth in the middle of the back wall in the modest diner. She set the items down on the table. “Here
you are, ma’am. Donna’s gonna be your server. She’ll be over in a bit.”

  “Thanks,” I said, as I slid into the booth, although she was already headed back to her podium.

  I couldn’t blame her. Even though I was an outsider, obviously, I was a boring one. In addition to my body being fat and frumpy - at least it felt that way today – my voice had no sexy twang.

  I glanced across the diner and out the oversized windows showcasing the main thoroughfare in town. My vehicle stuck out like a sore thumb along the tree-lined lane. I drove a hybrid, a four-door sedan that was parked in an intimidating line of four-by-fours.

  I frowned as I stared down at the menu in front of me. Greg was right. I’d never fit in here. I would never have an adorable accent or country-built, tight curves from working the land; and I definitely couldn’t see myself driving a pick-up truck.

  I closed my eyes, putting my head in my hands, and sighed. I needed to get over him. Lord knew he’d already done enough damage to my self-esteem. This was a great opportunity for a fresh start. I needed to leave the past where it was – behind me - and not allow it to ruin the present.

  “Tough day, sugar?” A high-pitched, raspy voice melted its way through the standard drawl of the locals.

  I jerked my head up to find a middle-aged woman with bleached blonde hair teased a mile high and far too much make-up caked on her face standing in front of my table. She was giving me a sympathetic look.

  I felt heat brush my cheeks. “Um, something like that.”

  She shook her head, emphatically, as if she got it without any elaboration. “What can I get for ya, sug?”

  Damn it. I’d been so wrapped up I hadn’t even looked at the menu. “Is your coffee good?”

  “Today it is.” She winked.

  “I’ll have a cup then, thank you.”

  “Certainly.” She whisked off towards the bar and drink station.

  I gazed down at the menu, eliciting a rumble from my stomach. I hadn’t eaten on the road here. I was too anxious to get here and settle in. I was…