7 Degrees of Alpha: a collection of seven new BWWM, Alpha Male Romances

by Allen, Sara

  “So, how did you find me?” I ask again.

  “Come on, Jax,” he sounds disappointed. “You know that I got the boys on my payroll. When we finally got her name correct, it was easy. Her hospital record narrowed the search to be in this town. That fine bitch at the bar was quick to give up the info about your girl. Finding out that you and her were an item is just a bonus.”

  I smirk. So that’s what Lucille was talking about…

  “Fuck are you smiling about? After I kill you, I’m probably going to fuck her and see what all the hype is about with this pussy. Maybe she’ll be good enough to turn tricks.”

  I aim my gun at him, ready to blast his fucking head off of his shoulders. But I regretfully lower my gun the moment he aims his at Ashley’s head.

  “Tsk…tsk…tsk. Jaxy-boy, you don’t want to fuck with me. I will blow this bitch’s head off first before I do you in.”

  Rolo pulls a school I.D. from his back pocket and glances down at it. “Oh, and she used to be a dancer at Julliard,” he says in a cynical tone. “I should have her dance for us; after all, this is a celebration. I get to finally kill you and the bitch that stole $30,000 dollars from me!”

  “Take me instead! If it's about the money, I can give it to you plus interest.”

  “Interest, huh? Sounds tempting, but I’m not negotiating. You’re going to die, Jax—”

  “Police! Drop your gun and put your hands up!” an officer orders the moment he enters the family den.

  When Rolo whips his head back to look at the officers, I grab a hold of Ashley and push her to the floor with my body shielding hers.

  “You motherfucker,” Rolo screams.

  Pop!

  Pop!

  “Fuck me!” Rolo howls in pain. I look up and glance over my shoulder. He had been shot in his hand and leg. The officer walks over to him and kicks the gun away from him.

  “You’re under arrest…” The officer begins reading Rolo his Miranda rights as he puts the handcuffs on him. “Get up!”

  Two more officers enter the scene. One checks the pulse of the fucker that I killed and another comes over to us. “Are you okay?”

  “Yes, we are. How did you know?”

  “We received a call about a disturbance. A young woman dialed 911 just as the men entered the house. The operator said that she heard a scuffle in the background, but could hear the conversations clearly. We got the call and headed straight over here.”

  “Thank you, officer,” I shook the man’s hand and turned my attention back to Ashley. I remove the scarf from her eyes, ungag her, and untie the strings wrapped around her wrists.

  “Baby, are you okay?” I ask as I further inspect her body.

  She meets my eyes with a tearful gaze. “I’m so sorry. I thought that I would be able to leave before they got here, but they found me. I’m so sorry, Jaxon. I never meant for any of this to happen.”

  “Shh, don’t worry about it.”

  “What’s going on in here? Why are all of these police officers in the house, Jax?” I turn around to see my uncle standing in the doorway.

  “Don’t worry about, Uncle James. It’s all over now.”

  *~*~*

  Later that night…

  I held her close to me, needing to feel her body. She had been too close to losing her life, and I can’t help but feel angry still. All I needed was five minutes alone with Rolo, but the officers were already hauling him back to New York.

  The force’s attorney contacted me shortly after. Apparently, the recordings from the 911 call were sent to him. They were in the process of bringing up damning charges to Rolo and completing an open investigation on the officers that secretly worked for him. Apparently, Rolo refused to go down by himself because he implicated Lucille as being an accomplice.

  The conversation ended with the attorney offering me my job again. For months, those were the words that I wanted to hear, but somehow they meant nothing now.

  So, I turned it down.

  Now as I lay here holding Ashley, I can’t help but replay everything that was said. “Why did you go by another name?” I finally ask.

  She glances over her lowered shoulder, yet keeps her eyes focused on the bed sheets. “School wasn’t going good, the diner closed down, and to top it all off, I was still in love with you. I just wanted everything to stop. When AJ came around, I saw that as my opportunity to run, be someone else for a change. In the beginning, everything was okay. We spent more time apart than I expected since we lived together. I always assumed that it was because of work. But I soon realized that there was more to him than he let on. The last time that I tried running away from him, he pushed me down the stairs, causing me to fracture my ankle. I couldn’t call the police or get it checked out because he locked me up in the house for weeks. When I was finally able to come out, I called my school. By that time, I was already expelled.”

  I wrap my arms around her body even tighter, completely cloaking her. I press my lips into the crown of her head. “I’m sorry, baby.”

  She whispers softly in my neck, “Thank you.”

  I lift my head up to meet her stare. “For what?”

  “For saving me.”

  “I’ll always protect you. You’re my heartbeat. Without you, I’m a dead fucker.”

  I release my hold of her and hop off of the bed. I cross the bedroom and pull out the top drawer. As I look at the grey box that has occupied the corner of my drawer for the past nine months, I know that I can’t go any further without Ashley knowing the truth about where I stand.

  “I left once. I’m not doing that again,” I say aloud before turning around to face her questioning eyes. “There were many nights when I would look at this box,” I say as I approach my bed. As I sink my knee deep into the mattress, I continue, “Instead of calling you, convincing you that your place was with me, my pride seemed to rush to judgment. But, in spite of it all, one thing was for certain…,” I pause. “I knew that this ring belonged on your finger. I trusted that somehow this ring would find its home. Don’t get me wrong…,” I chuckle. “I wanted to stop loving you. I wanted to move past us once I touched down to in Georgia. But, fuck, I couldn’t.”

  “How could you still feel the same? I had entered a new relationship,” she says, choking back the tears that glisten in her eyes.

  As I lean closer to her, she quickly looks away. With my curled index finger rubbing against her chin, I lift her face up to meet my eyes. “Don’t ever underestimate the power that you have over me.”

  I lift her hands and place her soft fingers into mine. “I know that a lot of time has passed between us, but there’s something that I’ve been meaning to ask you for nine months.”

  I place the box into her hand. Her eyes widen as she lifts the lid. “Ashley Francis, whenever you are ready to place this ring on your finger, I’ll be here. Ready to make you my wife.”

  She looks up at me, as if needing reassurance that my words were true. “Yes, I’ll marry you.”

  Sweeping her into my arms, I press her body into me, needing to be as close as possible to her.

  Chapter 10

  -Ashley-

  Three months later

  “Good morning.” I turn away from stirring the grits to glance over at Jaxon as he enters the kitchen.

  Good grief, I say to myself and sigh.

  He was topless with just pajama pants hanging low on his waist. A trail of faint dark hair stretches from his naval into his pants. My eyes drop down to his pants. Sucking in some air, I quickly tear my eyes away from the outline of his bulging cock pressed against the seams. I could practically see everything, even where he started…and dear God, where he ended.

  I am still recovering from this morning’s dream, and now this.

  “I’m making cheesy grits and sausage,” I say as I lower the fire and walk over to the cabinet to pull out some salt and pepper. The way he worked my body last night, it’s a wonder I was able to get up early this morning to make him break
fast. I guess that’s what good sex does to a person.

  “That’s cool, but I’m having you for breakfast,” he softly murmurs close to my ears as he cages me in from behind.

  Gulp. “What do you mean?”

  “I want you to feed me your pussy.”

  He buries his face in my hair and inhales as he presses his lower half into me. I lean into him, reveling in the heat that radiated from his body.

  Jaxon drops his lips to my ear again and whispers. “Do you know how many times I wanted to bury my head in between your thighs? Too many times to count. You fucked with my sleep, you know.”

  “Maybe we should sleep in different rooms.”

  “You don’t fucking get it.” His tongue brushes against my earlobe. “I’m done taking it easy with you.”

  Jaxon turns me around and grabs a hold of my waist. Lifting me off of the ground, I wrap my legs around his waist. Our eyes remain connected as he lays me on the kitchen table.

  He holds me close, blessing my body with tender kisses as soft moans escape my lips. Heated kisses left my body tingling with excitement and need for Jaxon to go further.

  His fingers wrap around my thighs as he slides my body down. With the palm of his hand, he catches hold of my sex, teasing my hardened clit through my cloth soaked panties with a firm yet sensuous pat. He dips his head and places his nose to where his hand had been and steadily inhales my arousal. My body shivers at the touch of his hot mouth covering my sex.

  “Jax…” I manage to whisper through the agonizing pleasure he was giving my body with just his mouth alone.

  “I know you can get wetter for me. Let me help you.” His fingers loop on each side of my panties and slide them down my thighs. He spreads my soaked lips apart and blows into my sex. The hot air wisps against me, causing me to shiver with delight.

  “Judging by the way you’re flowing for me, there’s no denying that your pussy misses me just as much. Let's see how much she misses my mouth on her.”

  ****

  -Jaxon-

  I sweep my flat tongue across her pussy, causing her folds to wrap around my tongue. I fuck her tight hole, bringing her the pleasure we both missed during our time apart.

  Needing more of her, I flip her over and spread her ass cheeks apart. Her pussy glistening from behind turns me the fuck on.

  Wasting no time, I slip my tongue into her. She growels wildly and pushes back into my face. “Oh fuck, Jax!”

  I slip my finger into her wet pussy and rub her clit between my fingers. “Who do you belong to?”

  “You, Jax! I belong to you!” she moans as she cums all over my mouth.

  As I pull my face from her, I look at the masterpiece that all we could make; her beautiful pussy shining against her swollen lips. My eyes drop down to her clit, still hard and ripe, as if waiting for round two. I bend forward, taking hold of her extended nub. She moans as her knees begin to buckle.

  “Keep yourself spread for me,” I command as I rise from my seat. “I want to watch you rub on your clit while I eat.”

  Epilogue

  -Jaxon-

  December 31st, 2015...10 months later

  “Are you really going to time me?”

  “Yup,” Ashley says through her giggles as she waves the face of her cell phone at me. “I need to see how quick you’ll be when its time to change the twins.”

  At eight months pregnant, she looks absolutely sexy. Everything about her - from her body changing to accommodate my son and daughter, to her cute waddle -turned me the fuck on. A month after getting married, we found out that we were expecting.

  “Yeah, well you shouldn’t have made me wait for you to come back. How’d you expect me to react when I finally slid in you?” I’d say each time she blames me for planting two in her.

  I couldn’t have asked for a better year. I had my woman by my side, our babies on the way, and the life I always dreamed about.

  Even Uncle James was excited about the babies. He spent most of his days with Ashley while I worked the ranch. He surprised the both of us with two hand carved cribs that he spent his nights carving. They even had the twins’ names on each; Kiara Marie and Jaxon, Jr.

  With Ashley being high risk, I tried to keep her off of her feet for these past few months. Earlier today, we finished setting up the twins’ nursery. Ashley, of course, couldn’t decide on which designs to choose from. Needless to say, we changed the room up a few times before it was finally to her liking. Our hospital bags are packed and ready to go, despite us praying our twins will come after New Year’s.

  “Not bad,” Ashley nods her head as she flashes me her stopwatch. “But we need to get you to three minutes and forty-five seconds.”

  “Get over here.” I wrap my fingers around her waist and pull her close to me.

  “I love you,” she whispers against my lips as she wraps her arms around my neck. She jumps back and averts her eyes to the floor. “Oh my goodness!”

  “What’s wrong?” I follow her gaze to the floor. A puddle of water circled around her feet.

  She brought her hand to her stomach and looked back up at me. “Jax, I think my water just broke.”

  “Oh shit!” I took a step back, still completely fucked up by the sight. Kiara and Jaxon are coming! “My babies are coming.”

  “Not if you just stand there looking at me like I’m some fucking animal in the zoo!”

  “Fuck! I’m sorry, baby. How are you feeling?”

  “Jax! Please get the car!”

  “I’m going to bring the car up front,” I say nervously. There was no amount of movies, videos, or classes that could’ve prepared me for this moment. But seeing the discomfort in Ashley’s face was enough to shock me back to reality. As I make a mad dash for the car, I suddenly realize that I left my keys in the house.

  “Get your shit together, Jax!” I drill myself. But before I could even turn around, I hear slow panting sounds behind me.

  “Here,” Ashley stretches her hand out to me.

  “I grab a hold of the keys. “Ashley, wait right here.”

  “No. No. They say taking walks is good when you’re about to give birth,” she says as she walks closer to me. “I’m fine, Jax. Just relax.”

  “Hold my hand then,” I say as I grab a hold of her hand. Together, we walked slowly to the car. Ashley was breathing through the pain like a fucking champ. It was then when I realized that I loved her more than I thought I ever thought was possible.

  After situating her in the car, I hop in and rip the streets with my speed. I pull up to the front of the hospital, damn near drove over someone’s foot. As I burst through the doors like a crazed man, I run over to the reception desk and holler, “My wife is in labor!”

  *~*~*

  8 hours later

  “You’re doing good, Ashley. I’m just going to need you to push. Okay, on three. 1…2…3.”

  “Ahh, fuck!” Ashley groans as she pushes.

  “You got this baby,” I coach her while holding her hand.

  “I see a head! Come on, mommy, I know that you can give me one final push. You’re doing well.”

  Ashely gives one final grunt while squeezing my hand. I drop a kiss onto her damp forehead.

  “It’s a boy!”

  As I cut the umbilical cord off of my son, he’s rushed over to the table, and Ashley is back to pushing again.

  Jaxon Right, Jr. was born December 31st, 2015 at 11:57 PM, weighing six pounds, while Kiara Marie Right born four minutes after on January 1st, 2016, weighs four pounds.

  “Daddy is always going to be here to watch over you, love you, and protect you,” I say as I held both of them in my arms. Kiara’s eyes, the color of Ashely’s beautiful brown eyes, stared up. Jaxon, Jr. was fast asleep like his mother. It had been a few hours since Ashley gave birth and yet I’m still in shock that I’m a father.

  “You’re still holding them?”

  I glance up and take in Ashley, my wife, my queen. She gave birth to my babies completely nat
ural without any medication.

  “Thank you.”

  “For what?” she asks as she shifts position.

  “Making my life complete.”

  THE END

  love in paradise

  Tiffany Patterson

  It’s been a long school year for middle school counselor, Melody Thomas. Couple that with the painful break up with a man she thought loved her—the same man who up and married another woman— and Melody is ready for a break. Taking time for herself, Melody has planned a two-week vacation visiting her best friend on the beautiful island of Puerto Rico. She’s only looking to spend some time under the Caribbean sun relaxing and maybe finding a guy to spend her nights with. She has no expectation of falling in love, but sometimes we can’t control our destiny.

  Landon Rogers has had a long football season. Even after losing the Super Bowl, he’s been going non-stop on promotional tours. Now, he is looking to unwind for a couple of weeks before his pre-season begins, and the little island of Puerto Rico seems like just the right place to do it. He’s only looking to relax and lose himself in beautiful women before he returns home. However, plans change on the first day of his vacation when he spots a thick, curvy, caramel beauty sporting a red bikini by the pool. He is drawn to her like a magnet. Soon Landon and Melody find themselves spending their days and nights with one another. Unfortunately, Landon finds that Melody has been hurt in the past and is leery of taking this further than just a vacation romp.

  Will the couple fizzle out once vacation is over or have they found love in paradise?

  *THIS IS A FULL STORY*

  Chapter One

  Melody

  “Ow, dammit!” I howl from stubbing my toe on my living room coffee table in a rush to get to my ringing phone. I’m hoping it’s not my Town Car chauffeur telling me they’re here already. They’re ten minutes early, and I’m not done getting dressed!