Alpha’s Secret Read Online Renee Rose (Bad Boy Alphas #10)

Categories Genre: Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Bad Boy Alphas Series by Renee Rose
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Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 65066 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
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“Yes.”

“You belong to me.”

I nod. Everything I want to say clogs my throat, choking me up.

“Yes.” He seizes me. Fisting my hair, he draws my head back, lips sucking on my pulse until they release me with a pop. “Yes.”

My body instantly goes soft, my natural instinct for submission flaring to life with his commanding touch. I feel my pulse beating everywhere—at my throat, behind my knees. Between my legs.

“Grizz.”

He palms my backside, squeezing it roughly. In a flash, I’m up in the air, legs straddling his waist as he nips at my breast through my shirt. I arch into him, offer myself to his plunder.

“Little fox,” he murmurs, shoving my bra down to get at my nipple. “My Kit.” He uses his teeth on my nipple as he settles me on my back on the bed. I reach up to tangle my hands in his hair, but he grasps them, pinioning them above my head with one hand. I smile and wriggle, loving his domination.

His grin is feral. “You like that, little fox? You need me to hold you down while I make you scream?” He’s back to work on my nipple, worrying it with his teeth, flicking it with his tongue, sucking so hard I feel the answering tug right between my legs.

He unhooks my bra and pulls it and my open shirt off. Then he returns to my breasts. He kisses a circle around the tattoo, his facial hair brushing against the tender skin and making me shiver.

“Does that hurt, baby?”

“I like the hurt,” I tell him, voice thick with lust. My skin tingles everywhere with delicious sensation. My senses are on overload: the weight of Grizz pressing down on me, his intoxicating smell in my nostrils, his slow thrusts in the notch between my legs. All the while, his tongue circles my neglected nipple, flicking, teasing.

He sucks this one, too, and I choke on a cry, arching into his mouth.

Grizz thrusts against me, hard, almost like he couldn’t help it.

“Fuck, Kit. You don’t know what you do to me,” he growls, shifting to palm my mons. I moan and rock my pelvis into his hand to get pressure on my clit. He slides his hand inside my panties and fingers my wet folds.

“Is all this wetness for me?”

“Yes,” I breathe, wrapping my legs around his back to encourage him into the position I crave.

He screws one finger into me, then another as I squirm and gasp. Submission falls away as I grow more desperate. I twist my head and nip at his arm, trying to drive him into giving me what I need.

He chuckles. “Are you getting nippy little fox? I might have expected that more from a cat shifter. Or were you begging for a spanking?”

I smile up at him. It feels like a naughty smile—one I didn’t even know I was capable of. He grins back, rolling me over to my belly and slapping my ass. He drags my skirt and panties off and delivers five more slaps before he strokes my wet slit again.

I shiver with pleasure and roll my hips.

“You like it from behind, Kit?”

I never really considered my own likes before. I enjoyed submitting, so I liked whatever pleased my master. That’s still true. Anything Grizz wants from me I would offer in a heartbeat. It would bring me genuine joy to please him. But what do I like? Do I want it from behind?

“Yes,” I answer honestly. Because it sounds delicious. But also, “I like it any way with you, Grizz. I want it every way.” There I go making demands. Again, so not like me.

And yet I know Grizz wants to hear.

He shucks his clothes quickly and climbs over me, palming my butt with both hands and squeezing. There’s no need for a condom. Shifters don’t have sexual diseases and my bear is claiming me. So he wouldn’t be afraid of putting a cub in me.

Or a kit.

“Spread your legs, Jordy.” Grizz’s voice is thick with desire. The sound of a deep rumble makes my pussy clench.

I part my thighs to make room for his massive length and he lines up with my entrance.

“Who do you belong to?” he demands, right before he plows into me.

My muscles squeeze around his thick member and I lose my breath—not because it hurts. It’s more the sensation of being filled so fully startles me.

But it also feels so right.

“You, Grizz. I belong to you.” Tears sting my eyes at the honor of being claimed by this male. This brave, strong, loyal male.

He arcs in and out of me, filling and emptying me and every stroke brings new bliss. I turn my face into the pillows and moan softly. Grizz wraps his hand in my hair and lifts my head, leaning over to mate our mouths. His tongue twines with mine in a hectic, sideways kiss and then he’s ramming into me, slapping my butt with his loins, getting deeper with every thrust.



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