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  “I can’t tell you much I’ve wanted you like this,” he said.

  He kissed me again, more deeply and furiously than before, forcing his tongue inside my mouth. Then he kissed down my neck and shoulders, trailing once more over my breasts and sensitive nipples, kissing his way ravenously down my stomach and toward my pussy. He moved his head down between my legs.

  I flinched as he eased two large fingers into my wet slit, stroking me gently and sensually as he kissed down toward my clit. Then I felt his tongue, hot and wet as he lapped at my clit, swirling it counter-clockwise sending me to the height of ecstasy. Bliss pulsed through my body in waves, forcing every stray thought from my mind as I was consumed by passion for my Alpha.

  He lapped continuously at my wet slit, running his tongue along it slowly, bringing me to the edge of sanity. I wanted him inside me, why was he making me wait like this? Then I heard a zip, the sound of him beginning to take off his jeans, revealing his pulsing, hard cock to me. I heard his belt buckle clatter against the floor, then his jeans dropped.

  He leaned over me, taking off his t-shirt to reveal his bare, muscular chest just inches away from my own. I felt him running the tip of his huge member against my wet lips, teasing me for a few more seconds.

  Then I felt him push himself inside me. I winced, my tight folds stretched by his massive cock. I felt tinges of pain mixed with intense pleasure as he stroked in and out of me, slow and gentle at first, then harder and faster.

  Soon the pain subsided, leaving me in pure bliss, feeling pleasure rocket through me with each powerful thrust of his shaft. The harder he pounded me, the more my desire increased. I thought it would be fulfilling, but each thrust only made me look forward to the next with more intense lust. I wanted him to take me over the edge, to ravage me completely.

  My lust was out of control; I was panting, sweating with the workout Kieran was giving me. He brought his head down towards mine once more as he thrust deep inside me. He came in for a hot, wet kiss that was timed perfectly with a hard thrust. I moaned with pleasure, swirling my tongue around his, wanting him closer to me, wanting him to wrap his big arms around my body as his movements brought me towards sexual rapture.

  The rhythm of his body, the taut muscles straining and then relaxing as he pumped his rock-hard member in and out of me awakened an animalistic desire in my body. I was hungry for Kieran’s cock, ravenous for that big, fat cock of his just pounding away at my voluptuous body.

  Every worry, every other thought was erased from my mind in this passion-filled moment. I gave myself over entirely to the demands of my nature, to the primal desires of my supple, curvy body. I felt like I was a wolf, too, driven forward purely by my animal instinct, knowing what I wanted and going after it with deft and cunning.

  He lapped at my nipples again, fondling my supple breasts with his hands as he pushed his big member in and out of me. His expert thrusts made my whole body tingle with ecstasy. I writhed beneath him, gyrating as he forced himself deeper and deeper inside of my tight, wet pussy. I couldn’t control myself. I moaned as my breaths came faster and faster, each exhale hotter and shallower than the last. I was beside myself with bliss, feeling myself as pure physical, fantastical pleasure.

  The magnetic energy between us was palpable. We both felt it, but neither of us said a word, not knowing what possible enunciation could express the magnificence of the joint movements of our intertwined bodies. We weaved in and out of each other, lost in each other, still never speaking even a solitary word between us. There was nothing to be said; our act was pure, instinctual, and perfect in its execution.

  Kieran’s pumping became deeper and more furious, and in seconds I could feel him spilling his seed inside of me, its warm stickiness lining my pussy. The hot seed flowed through me, bringing on my own orgasm. I let my head fall gently backward to the bed as I moaned in pleasure, gyrating beneath him, clenching myself on his thick member as he gave a few deep, final strokes.

  I lay on the bed in exhausted bliss. I could feel Kieran hovering over me, but I didn’t dare open my eyes. It was all too surreal. Had it really happened? If this was a dream, I didn’t want it to end. I refused to open my eyes for fear that it had all been an apparition, a bizarre figment of my wild imagination.

  But I could feel his breath on my face, real enough to let me know I wasn’t dreaming. I opened my eyes to find Kieran staring back at me, the icy-blue hue of his wolf-like eyes nearly glowing now in the shadows of the darkened room.

  He ran a hand back through his long, dark hair, wet now with sweat after the intensity of our hot sex. He held me there with his eyes. I didn’t know what to say. For a long moment he held me in his gaze. At any other time this would have made me feel self-conscious and uncomfortable, but for some reason I felt at peace; I liked having him ravage me with his eyes.

  “You’re mine now. You know this,” he said, his eyes still staring deeply into mine.

  I gulped, intimidated by him, but slightly numbed by the intensity of my recent orgasm.

  “I’m your Alpha,” he said. “And you’re my mate.”

  I nodded my head to communicate that I understood. But what was it I understood? I had no idea what it meant to be someone’s mate. What the hell was an Alpha anyway?

  “I want you to say it,” he said.

  “You’re my Alpha,” I said softly, my voice barely above a whisper.

  “Do you even know what that means?”

  I shook my head no.

  “It means what I said before: that you’re mine. You’re my pleasure and my strength. You’ll do as I say. You always obey your Alpha. In return you’ll have my love, protection, and affection. There are more nights like this to come.”

  We lay in the bed silent now, his arms wrapped around me. I didn’t know what exactly was to come, but I knew it didn’t matter. I was bound to him, I was his. I didn’t have any choice in the matter. I would face the world at Kieran’s side. Come what may, I would obey my Alpha.

  I drifted slowly off to sleep, praying silently to myself that this wasn’t all a dream. But I knew in my heart that this was real. Was I scared? Of course. But what choice did I have in the end. I would always obey my Alpha.

  The End.

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  Including Wolf’s Bliss and the Perfect Soldier Series!

  The Perfect Soldier Series is a multi-part series following Catherine "Cat" Simmons and Colton "Colt" Bradley.

  Parts One, Two, and Three are out now – Part Four coming soon! Check out excerpts below!

  And if you liked Saved by the Alpha, you’ll also like Wolf’s Bliss. Enjoy the excerpt below!

  Wolf’s Bliss

  “I can tell you want to ask me something,” said Caleb. “Go ahead, ask away.”

  “No, I don’t. I just want you to leave me alone.”

  “Ali, I can read minds. Don’t try to fool me, because you can’t.”

  I couldn’t exactly tell whether he was joking or not.

  “Why now? Why wait until now to track me down?” I asked.

  I heard my own voice and recognized a note of sadness, or disappointment, as if I was bothered by the fact that he hadn’t come to find me sooner. I hadn’t intended it that way, but my voice gave resonance to my unconscious desires.

  “I had some things to deal with,” said Caleb, taking another sip of his drink.

  “What things?”

  “Well, not so much things, but persons, other shifters. I had to avenge myself – to kill the ones who put me in the hospital in the first place,” he said calmly.

  “Who were they?” I gulped. “And why did they hurt you?”

  “They are wolves I used to consider my closest allies, but they betrayed me. I had no other choice but to end their lives. They turned on me that night, cornered me. It was two versus one, an unfair fight. I fought them off, but sustained heavy wounds. I escaped into the park, but the damage was done. You know the rest. Someone found me lying unconscious,
that’s when I was rushed to the hospital.”

  “Why did they betray you?”

  “They thought I was becoming too powerful, that I was becoming a threat to their livelihood within the pack.”

  “Are we in danger right now?”

  “No, I was careful to come here undetected.”

  “But there are still others after you?”

  “Yes,” he said calmly.

  Excerpts From Other Stories

  Part 1, Perfect Soldier: Catching Colton

  Colt’s Perspective

  Truth be told, I hadn't quite gotten used to being back yet. And when I say it, I mean everything: civilian clothes, civilian cars, no drills, paved American streets, Oak trees and houses with perfectly-watered, green grass in their front lawns. It was strange being back in the U.S. If you spend too much time in the desert, it can be like that.

  And the women, I wasn't used to them either. I hadn't been with one in a long time, or even looked at one really. Since coming back to America, I got that particular look from women a lot, the familiar smile and the quick checkout, a subtle hint that they were interested, if only on a totally primal level. I just sort of brushed it off. The idea of being with a woman was almost foreign to me, it'd been so long since I'd had time to even cultivate an interest in another person on that level.

  But things changed when I saw her in the bar earlier. Cat. I liked that named, it sounded feisty and wild. I could only imagine what she was like in bed. When I first saw her, my heart damn near broke. "Curves that could kill" was the only way to describe her. Full, gorgeous breasts, just the right amount of cleavage; a round, voluptuous ass that melded into her beautiful thighs, her jeans tight against her skin. I imagined what it might be like having her bounce that ass in front of me as I stroked inside her, and I felt myself starting to get hard at the thought.

  Her blouse had been tight, too, revealing those extra pounds around her midsection, those free-flowing, killer curves. I liked a girl with a body like that, a little chubby, but with tons of confidence. Women like Cat knew how to treat a man in bed, you could tell by the way they walked and the way they talked. With a little luck, I'd be finding this out for sure later tonight.

  Part 2, Perfect Soldier: Colt & Cat

  Cat’s Perspective

  He knew what I wanted, what I'd wanted all week long, that cathartic release that would wash the stress of school and my job away. Granted the stress of preparing for exams was over, but I still hadn't received my final grades. I know I shouldn't have been worried about it, especially since there was nothing I could do now, but I wouldn't be completely relaxed until the grades were officially in the books.

  As he drove, I put my hand on Colt's leg, easing it up slowly toward his crotch. He looked straight ahead, as if he didn't even notice. Then I began massaging, my hand between his legs, rubbing gently, feeling that big cock starting to get hard. Could I make it all the way home? Now that I'd initiated things, I felt my desire growing exponentially by the second. How could I hold out that long?

  I continued rubbing, then unbuckled my seat belt, moving my head down toward his crotch. Colt shifted the seatback, knowing what I had in mind, anticipating it even more than I was. I unzipped his jeans. He got up slightly, allowing me to shimmy them off of his hips so I could pull out that monster cock, already halfway hard. My mouth would get it the rest of the way there.

  Part 3, Perfect Soldier: Long Goodbye

  Colt’s Perspective

  The hot water splashed against my body, waking me completely from the last of my clinging sleepiness. I stood there thinking as the water washed over my face. I still hadn't told Cat about the money from Vegas. I don't know what it was, but for some reason I had a feeling it would complicate things. I guess I'd just keep it to myself for now and wait for the right time to bring it up.

  Then I heard the shower curtain rustle and felt Cat slip in behind me. I smiled to myself. I loved mornings like this.

  I felt her press up against me, touching me gently, her hands reaching around the front of me to play with my cock. I smiled to myself as the water continued to rain down. Maybe it's a little embarrassing, but I was already starting to get hard, anticipating her touch, turned on by her friskiness and the unsuspected nature of this morning encounter.

  She kept stroking my cock, making it harder and bigger with every subtle motion. I felt myself throbbing, my pulse getting stronger and more rapid. My body needed this. I needed this. And I could tell that Cat needed it, too. How many of our days had started like this? More than a few, but usually in bed instead of the shower.

  In our hearts we knew that our time together was short-lived, marked by my eventual need to go back overseas and serve on another tour of duty. We never spoke about that possibility, as if not talking about it made it somehow unreal. But it was in the back of our minds, and it impacted us on mornings like this where we were determined to live each moment to the fullest.