Alpha’s Vow (Shifter Ops #2) Read Online Renee Rose, Lee Savino

Categories Genre: Erotic, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Romance Tags Authors: , Series: Shifter Ops Series by Renee Rose
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Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 64948 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
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Because I’m sure this night with me is a breaking of rules. Charlie doesn’t strike me as the type who picks up men at a bar. I doubt she’s spontaneous or wild. Her home is clean and neat as a pin. Small, basic, but well-cared for and organized. I carry her to the dining room table—a thick, sturdy-looking slab of walnut with legs—and lay her down. She tries to remain sitting, but I push her to her back and tug off her boots.

“Um, I don’t think this table will hold both of us.”

I chuckle. “I’m not getting on it with you. Tables are for eating, right?”

“Oh my God,” she groan-giggles, covering her face, even though she can’t know that I see her blush.

I work the button on her jeans and pull them and her panties down and off her legs while she shucks her puffy coat and jacket. “I just wanted a place to spread you out and admire you,” I tell her. “Hmm.” I tweak her peaked nipple through her tight t-shirt. “You are so damn cute in this t-shirt,” I muse. “But no, it needs to go, too.”

I strip off my leather jacket and drop it on her floor.

She helps me pull off her shirt, and I unclasp her bra and slide it down her arms as well. I grip her thighs, holding her knees up, and just stare for a moment, drinking her in. She’s propped on her elbows, naked. Her breasts are a perfect handful, her frame athletic. The hair on her mons has been neatly trimmed. “Now that’s a sight,” I murmur.

“How can you even see me?” she asks. “The lights are off.”

I nibble her inner thigh, starting at the knee and working my way up. “Did you want me to turn on the lights?” I ask between licks and nips.

“N-no.” I love how breathless she sounds. “This is better.”

I reach up and cup one breast, squeezing gently. I thumb over her nipple, then I reward her with my tongue, licking into her at the same time as I squeeze the peaked bud firmly.

She cries out, hips jumping, knees smacking against my shoulders. I pin her pelvis down to hold her in place as I trace inside her labia, finding the place at the apex where her tiny pleasure organ resides. I flick my tongue over it until it stiffens, and then I swirl my tongue in a circle around it. I suck one of her nether lips, releasing it with a pop.

Tremors run through Charlie. “Oh my God. Happy birthday to me.”

“Yes,” I rumble. “Happy birthday to you, beautiful.”

Chapter 3

Charlie

Best. Decision. Ever.

Adele was so right. There’s nothing wrong with a one-off from The Big Plan where a hot man is concerned. Especially on your birthday.

Lance hits all my buttons. Especially—oh!—I arch as he affixes his lips around my clit and sucks hard. Charm Boy has all the moves. Which I expected. A player’s great when you’re playing, right?

He’s not in a hurry, but he keeps the pace elevated. I don’t have time to catch my breath or adjust to the pleasure before he screws a finger inside me. He plunges it in and out a couple times, then massages my inner wall with a stroking that makes me go wild. I nearly kick him in the head, I'm so out of my mind.

“Lance,” I pant.

“That’s right, baby. Say my name when you feel good.”

“I feel good,” I admit. I have nothing to hide. I invited him in for exactly this. The least I can do is show my appreciation. “Sh-show me.”

“Show you what, beautiful?” He returns his mouth to my clit, giving it a series of quick flicks that make me squeeze his finger with my muscles.

“Show me what you’ve got.”

His laugh is deep and rumbly. “Oh, I’ll show you. I’ll show you all night long.”

Then, to my utter shock, he flips me over and lifts my hips until I’m on my knees on the table. He spreads my cheeks, and licks from clit to anus.

“H-holy mother of God,” I warble. I’ve never had anyone lick me that way. Or even treat me this way—like a tasty dessert he can’t get enough of. And his confidence!

It’s so freaking sexy.

He knows he’s sex personified. He knows what he’s doing and that he’s damn good at it. The accountant in my plan won’t be able to do this. But I’m not going to think about him right now. It’s my birthday, and I’m going to enjoy every minute of it.

Lance’s big hands are firm on my ass, gripping my cheeks, holding me in place as he rims my anus.

“Lance!” I’m slightly alarmed to be touched there. To be licked there. I mean, I showered after work, but still…

He rubs his fingers over my dripping sex, circling my clit, slipping into my entrance. His thumb presses against my asshole as two digits slide inside my pussy.



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