Jake (Obsessed Alpha #10) Read Online C.M. Steele

Categories Genre: Erotic, Insta-Love, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: Obsessed Alpha Series by C.M. Steele
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Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 16853 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
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“I’m not ready, Jake.”

“Come on. We’re going to the hospital before something goes wrong.” He’s on the phone to someone before we get ten feet into the house. “I need you over here to watch Dean. Lea’s having pains.”

“We’re on our way,” I hear my father say.

“You stay there. I’ll get the baby and myself ready in two minutes.”

“I can help,” I offer, attempting to take the stairs, but my next contraction hits again.

“No. Sit your ass down.” I drop down to the step and relax. Jake isn’t playing because he has our son and himself dressed before my next contraction kicks in.

They’re down the stairs, and little man is in his cute “I’m a big brother” shirt while Jake has my hospital bag over his shoulder.

“How are you doing, love?” Jake caresses my cheek.

The doorbell rings. “Wow, they’re fast.”

“They only live on the next street, sweetheart.” He walks to the door with our son and I follow behind, ready to leave.

When he opens it, my father and mother are waiting with open arms to take little Dean. “Give me my grandson and get into that car now,” my mom demands with a smile on her worried face.

“Okay, okay.” I kiss my little guy after Jake hands him over.

“We love you, and we can’t wait to meet our next little grandson.” My parents give me a hug before Jake leads me to the car.

Two hours later, we’re welcoming our next little one into the world, Mark Richards. He’s a handsome, smaller version of his brother. It’s like they only take after Jake. Maybe the next one will be a girl.

Two more years

Jake

I can’t stand to be away from my wife for more than a few hours. Every time I’m working on a case and spend the day away from the house, it drives me insane. My in-laws have the kids for the night, so I burst through the front door on the hunt for my wife, planning to get a hold of her. Sliding off my suit jacket, I hang it on the banister and call out for my wife. “Mrs. Richards, you better have stretched.”

As soon as I rush up the stairs there she is, dressed in a black lace lingerie bodysuit that sends a v-cut straight down the middle. I salivate like a wild animal with fresh meat.

“Jake, you look famished.”

“Starved, wife.” Growling, I strip my tie off my tugging it away from my body. I wish I got naked sooner. “Come here and feed me.” She moves her taut body toward me, curves bouncing with every step and I can’t take the anticipation. I drag her to me and crush her mouth onto mine, kissing her fiercely. “So sexy. Tempting a wild beast.”

“Did you win?”

“Yes, but I always win because I have you.”

“You’re wild when you win.” Her breathing’s heavier, needy.

“You’re hornier when you’re ready to be bred.” Her eyes darken with lust. Our breathing matches as we stare at each other. She undoes the buttons on my shirt, while I kick off my shoes. I take off my shirt, but when he hands press on my bare chest, I lose control and her touch sends me into a frenzied need.

I grab her around the waist and spin her around, lift her over my shoulders and pin her to the door. With her pussy in my face, I brush my nose along her mound.

“Beast,” she calls out, breathlessly, pressing her hands on the ceiling for purchase.

“Told you, I was starving.” With her thighs thrown over my shoulders, I tear the fabric and munch on her gushing wet slit. Her hips writhe and thrust forward, grinding in my face, drowning me with her sweet hot cunt. I devoured her pussy, eating her up. Her cries could probably be heard by the neighbors, but her slender thighs were my personal earmuffs, acting as both a gift and a curse. I love hearing her pleasure.

“Fuck, Jacob, I’m coming.” I slap her ass and then grip her round ass cheeks bringing her juicy cunt into my face, licking that hole until she screaming and quaking around my tongue. One of her dainty hands drops to my head and her pretty pink fingernails digs through my hair and into my scalp as she ride her orgasm out.

“Good girl,” I growl out. Once she’s spent, I slide her down off my shoulders, cradling my wife before carrying her to the bed. She’s boneless, worn out and flush from her ride. I couldn’t be more fucking aroused and proud of myself.

“What about you?” she whispers and I wrap us under the covers.

“Later. Rest.” I hold the woman I love more than anything in the world and know I’m grateful that I get to come home and eat her pussy after a long day. There are no words to explain what she means to me. All I can say is the woman has me obsessed.



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