Alpha’s Moon (Shifter Ops #1) Read Online Renee Rose, Lee Savino

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Romance Tags Authors: , Series: Shifter Ops Series by Renee Rose
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Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 66609 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 333(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
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“Where are you taking me?” I ask. My heart beats fast, adrenaline at war with anticipation. Normally I’d think it’s rude for a guy to scoop me off my feet and carry me off wherever he wants, but with Deke I’m happy to be along for the ride. “I don't mind. I’m just curious.”

“My room. My bed. Now.”

He carries me up a flight of stairs and into a cavernous room with rough wooden beams crisscrossing a cathedral ceiling. There’s a California king sized bed right under the huge windows. It’s covered with a big white comforter, and the room is surprisingly neat. Or not so surprising, considering this is Deke, and he’s careful with his things.

Deke sets me down on the floor next to the bed.

Then he’s kneeling and gripping my middle. My shirt has ridden up, and his face presses into my belly.

“I’m sorry,” he says, his words muffled against my skin. “I'm sorry.” My sweet savage werewolf.

“Deke,” I stroke his silky dark hair. “There’s nothing for you to be sorry about. You had a bad episode. It happens—to humans, too. We can work through it.”

He huffs out a sigh and squeezes me tighter.

“It's okay.” I slide my hand along his jaw, lifting his face to mine. “I'm here now. I'm not going anywhere.”

The bunched muscles in his shoulders lift and fall as he sighs. Deke rises, lifting me at the same time. He lays me down on the big bed, and I sink into the fluffy white comforter.

“I want you to know how much you mean to me.” He moves over me, pining my wrists in a dominant yet somehow gentle move. “I need you to know.” He kisses down my neck and licks the same spot over and over. Then he turns his head to the side and groans.

“Is everything okay?” I ask.

“I need to mark you, Sadie. If you’re really sure you want me.”

“I want you,” I promise.

“You have to be sure. Once I mark you, I’ll never let you go.”

“Mark me.” I’ve never been so sure about anything in my life.

His big body shudders over me. “Fuck,” he rasps. “How did I get so lucky?” And then he's kissing me again, pulling up my shirt so that he can scrape his teeth along my breasts. Given what he just told me, I'm nervous but that doesn't stop my body from succumbing to pleasure.

He works his way down, kissing my belly, peeling off my jeans and rubbing his full face against my pussy. He pulls aside my panties and licks me, pinning my thighs down with his big hands, so I can't snap them together. Not that I want to. My hips are rising, grinding, offering up my lady parts to his tongue. His rough stubble scrapes deliciously over my smooth skin, sending pleasure-pain signals sizzling to my brain. My neurons short circuit, catch fire, shoot sparks. My werewolf is eating me in the best way.

My what a big tongue you have…

I come with a howl and jackknife in half, folding over Deke’s head. He growls, sending a fresh wave of adrenaline tingling to my fingertips. He unwraps a condom and rolls it on. Then his big body rears over me, his cock nudging its blunt head between my tender folds. I’m super wet for him, but I hiss as he stretches me and arch again as he bottoms out so deep inside me I can taste him.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I chant as his hips rock forward. The slow drag of his cock in and out lights up the pleasure center of my brain. But the real magic comes when his giant rod batters the back of my womb, hitting some crazy arousal spot. Deke’s deeper inside me than anyone’s ever been, and it’s ringing my bell. Ding, ding, ding, you win an orgasm! Carnival lights flash behind my eyes. I can only lie beneath him, body shuddering with each constant wave of climax, as he saws in and out of me. Each thrust bangs the headboard against the wall. I thought this bed looked sturdy, but I shouldn’t have underestimated the intensity of a werewolf screw. Deke works over me, every muscle in his chest standing out in relief as he bares his teeth and fucks me deep. Fire dances in his dark emerald eyes.

“Mine,” he growls. His hand slides up my chest until his fingers collar my throat. “Only mine.”

Yes! I want to shout, but my mouth is lax. The constant stream of orgasms is destroying me.

In my haze, I see Deke’s mouth yawning open in a roar. His teeth are whiter and longer than ever, the canines sharp and elongated. Time spirals slower, and everything in me clenches in anticipation of his bite.

Deke roots himself deep, groaning. His fangs graze the top of my shoulder. I sense him shaking, and I realize it’s from the effort of holding back.


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