Alpha's Mate A Rough Shifter Romance - Piper Stone Page 0,3

The force pitched my body against the edge of the desk, my heart racing as my muscles strained then clamped down. Moans escaped my mouth, a rush of adrenaline flowing into my system.

And my blood boiled.

The powerful man fucked me like a wild animal, driving his cock in rapid and savage motions. There was no stopping him, no way to get out of his clutches. And the hint of ecstasy turned into a beautiful wave coursing through every tendon and muscle.

I had no way of knowing how long he fucked me, but as another orgasm began to build, there was nothing I could do to fight it. My strangled screams broke through the air as the climax crashed into my system.

He laughed, the sound dark and dangerous, his actions becoming more ferocious. I sensed he was prepared to come, erupting deep inside and while I wanted nothing more than to deny his satisfaction, my pussy muscles clamped down like a tight vise.

The sound as he released another bellow echoed in my ears as he filled me with his seed.

Several seconds later, he slid one hand along my spine as he shoved two fingers of his other into my asshole, the pain biting.

Then he issued the words I’d never forget.

“Next time, I fuck you in the ass. After that, my little pet, you will be mine. My lover. My mate. My destiny.”

“Jesus. Christ,” I muttered, my entire body shaking, my forehead damp from the vision that had kept me stunned and locked in for several minutes. I was clammy all over, my pussy clenching and releasing. I realized the cup of coffee I’d been holding was now cold, a puddle of liquid pooling on the table. I blinked several times, trying to pull my mind back into some kind of reality.

Was it a vision or had it really occurred, the memory just surfacing? I’d been asking myself that all morning, especially given the way my pussy ached. I shifted in my seat, wincing as my skirt sliced against my bottom. My buttocks had even been a warm shade of rose when I’d looked in the mirror. I’d lost several hours the night before. Maybe dreaming. Maybe sleepwalking. I couldn’t be certain.

You’re losing your mind.

Very slowly, I turned my head, studying the room where I was sitting. I was in my own home at the kitchen table, the same location where I sat every morning drinking a cup of coffee before work. I shifted my gaze toward the window, staring out at the trees and riverbank, taking gasping breaths.

A knowing settled in, one I’d refused to accept up to this point. I wasn’t crazy. I was well educated. I had friends and a sister I cared about. There were no mental stability issues in my family, at least that I knew of.

Yet the vision had been so real, the experience leaving me with tingles all over, a desperate hunger coursing through me. As a series of sensations kept me electrified, I was finally forced to face what had haunted me for weeks.

It hadn’t been the first time the beast had taken me, nor would it be the last.

He was powerful.

He was the alpha.

Soon, he would hunt me down and he would capture me.

For I was his mate.

And soon, I would become a… Breed.

Chapter 2

Akuma

Her scent.

Exotic.

Flowery.

Perfect.

Just like her voluptuous body.

I couldn’t get the human female off my mind, which made absolutely no sense. While I’d never met her, I could clearly see her porcelain skin and luscious long red hair in my mind. Visions had played out over the last few weeks, leaving my muscles aching and my cock rock hard and leaking pre-cum every morning.

And I could swear her scent remained on my skin.

Nicolina.

The fact that her name continued to run through my mind gave credence to my fears that I’d hunted without remembering, shifting to my human form and taking the woman. My body tingled just thinking about the filthy experience, my cock aching to the point of making it difficult to breathe.

Unfortunately, the now almost nightly visions or whatever the hell they’d been were crowding into my responsibilities, adding to the growing tension within the encampment. I needed to focus in order to be able to lead us out of this fucking mess.

Lead.

I’d been forced into the very position I’d fought against for far too long, relying on my father’s decades of heading the Streak. Now he was gone.

Murdered.

Snarling, I rubbed my jaw as I stared at the Netscape monitor.