Destined to the Alpha Read online Olivia T. Turner (Alphas In Heat #3)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Alphas in Heat Series by Olivia T. Turner
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Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25915 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
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Her hands are tugging at my shirt, so I just yank it off with one quick movement. She touches me everywhere with her cold hands and I love how turned on she looks. I’ve been spotting her checking out my muscles and admiring my physique when she thought I wasn’t looking. I was. I’m always looking when it comes to her.

I start to unbutton her pants and our bodies tighten when the zipper comes down. “Ass up,” I growl as I grab onto her waistband.

She does as I command and puts her legs together and then lifts her ass off the counter. Her naked tits jiggle as she does it, and my brain nearly breaks as it tries to figure out which pink part to focus on first.

My attention goes back to her cunt as her pants come down her thick thighs. I pull them all the way off and then throw them across the room where she can’t get them.

Her legs are shut and trembling as she watches me with a nervous, but lustful look.

“It’s okay, baby,” I say as I grab onto her knees and slowly open her legs. “Let your man take care of you.” She doesn’t resist. Deep down, she wants me to see. The thick heady scent of her arousal is giving her away.

My legs nearly buckle when I see the wet spot on her white cotton panties. It’s right over her mound. My cock has never been harder. It’s a vicious beast, demanding to be let loose.

She holds her breath and looks down as I run my finger up her mound, teasing her and making the wet spot even bigger. The material is so damp.

“I’ve been waiting my whole life to see how pink my mate’s pussy is,” I whisper as I slide my fingertip along her panty line. I hook it inside the band and then pull it to the side, revealing the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen.

My body is clenched tight and I can’t fucking breathe as I stare at her pretty little pussy that’s glistening with need.

She lets out a whimper when I touch it with my thumbs, spreading her puffy lips apart so I can see the tight pink hole hiding inside.

This cunt looks virgin tight, but I can’t be sure until my cock is inside. Which is going to be pretty damn soon.

“This pussy is mine now,” I say with a territorial growl as my eyes dart up to hers.

She’s biting her bottom lip as she nods her head up and down. She knows the deal now. She knows I’ll never let her go.

My heart is pounding in my heated body as I drop down to my knees and pull her closer. I throw one leg over my shoulder then the other while my eyes are locked on her wet cunt.

Every cell in my body is tingling and ready to take her. Ready to claim her.

I lick my lips and dive in.

Chapter Seven

Kimberly

Westin’s hungry eyes darken as he stares at my spread pussy. I can feel my cheeks flushing as I watch his jaw tighten. I’m so exposed. He can see everything.

His strong scratchy palms are holding my inner thighs and keeping them apart. With anyone else, I’d be trying to close my legs and hide my most intimate part, but I’m consumed with lust right now and I’m enjoying having Westin’s eyes on me.

It’s sending a heated thrill through my body. I’m getting wetter with every second he stares.

“Tell me I’m the only man who’s seen you like this,” he says as he looks up at me with pained eyes. “I don’t know if I can handle having shared my mate with another man.”

I swallow hard as the heat pools between my legs. He’s the only one.

I’m a twenty-two-year-old virgin who never knew what she was waiting for until now.

I was waiting for him. It all makes sense now. The lack of attraction for the boys at my high school. The dates that left me feeling bland and empty.

It was meant to be with only one person and that person is standing in front of my naked body right now.

Westin is my man and he’s my mate.

He’s the intimate loving feeling I imagined whenever I touched myself. The loving presence that had no face. It was him.

I know that now because I’m feeling the same intimate loving sensation only now it’s real.

“I’m a virgin,” I whisper to him. “That kiss on the bridge was my first kiss.”

He swallows hard and his jaw tightens as he watches me.

“It was my first kiss as well,” he says in a deep voice that teases my aching clit. “I’ve never done any of this either.”

“Bullshit,” I say as I stare at him in shock. “You’ve never kissed a girl? No girl has ever tried?”


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