Alpha King's Series: Beta Turned Alpha

Flora

Time seems to crawl as I wait for my mate.

A constant ache between my thighs, tormenting me without end.

It’s nearly midnight when I finally set out to find Zade.

Library. Empty.

Office. Empty.

Field. Empty.

Kitchen. Empty.

Where the hell is he!

My inner wolf growls, just as restless and eager as I am.

Eventually, I give up and return to my bedroom, only to hear the shower running.

Seriously, I searched the entire pack and he was here all along!

I attempt to mask my scent and sneak into the room, hoping to surprise him in the shower.

Quietly, I shed my clothes and tiptoe across the marble tiles towards the shower, confident that I have the upper hand.

My hand grips the shower curtain and I slowly pull it back, peeking around.

“¿Qué?” I ask, looking at the empty shower in confusion.

Before I can fully comprehend the empty shower, I feel wet hands wrap around me and squeeze my bare breast.

“Looking for someone?” Zade whispers, his lips brushing my ear as he holds me from behind.

I can feel his wet, warm skin against my back and my eyes instinctively close at the sensation.

I lean back into him as he continues to knead my breast, taking a moment to tweak the nipples for added torment.

“You can’t sneak up on me. I can smell you from a mile away.” His voice is low and gruff, filled with dangerous promises.

“A girl can try,” I reply, breathless. One of his hands leaves my breast and slides up to my throat, squeezing lightly.

“That’s a bad girl.”

“Mmmm,” I moan.

“Maybe you should teach me a lesson then,” I suggest seductively. I barely have time to process what’s happening before Zade spins me around and hoists me over his shoulder as if I weigh nothing.

I squeal in surprise and excitement.

“ZADE! PUT ME DOWN!”

I hear a low, menacing chuckle from him and start playfully hitting his back.

“Zade!”

**Smack**

I feel a sharp sting on my bare ass that makes me whimper.

“Pendejo!” I curse, knowing full well I love it.

“Keep talking like that, mi amor, and I’ll do plenty of other things to this ass of yours,” Zade promises.

I open my mouth to retort but stop when I hear the sound of paper, books, and a lamp crashing off the desk against the wall.

I try to look over my shoulder but Zade pulls me off his shoulder, slamming me onto the mahogany desk.

“Hey…!” I protest. I catch a glimpse of the wicked grin spreading across his face before I’m pulled to the edge of the desk and flipped over, putting me in a bent-over position.

“Maybe you shouldn’t have tried to sneak up on me,” he growls.

“Maybe I should do it more if this is how you’ll respond,” I retort sassily.

Not a second later, I feel a sharp sting on my ass. My body jerks forward, pressing harder into the wood of the desk.

“Keep it up,” Zade teases.

My breath catches from the shock of the spanking. The sensation lingers and stirs my core.

“You really should be a good girl and not toy with me, yet you love to provoke the wolf, don’t you?”

“Yes,” I whisper.

“Mi Amor… What am I going to do with you?”

I feel another harsh sting on my bottom and can’t hold back a yelp.

“Zade,” I moan.

“I asked you a question.”

“Punish me,” I breathe.

I hear his belt unbuckle and then his zipper. The anticipation is hard to contain.

Zade steps back, leaving me bent over, cold and yearning for more.

I feel his hands grab my thighs and then he yanks them apart, spreading them wide. The cool air brushes my wet folds.

“Hmm. I must say I like this sight.”

“Please, Zade,” I beg.

“Please what?”

I open my mouth to speak, but before I can, I feel the bite of the belt against my pussy.

The sting of the leather engulfs my clit in a fiery heat.

“Ahh YES!” I scream.

“Such a naughty girl, Mi Amor.”

*SMACK*

Zade snaps the belt against my pussy even harder than before. The burn intensifies, and my knees start to buckle.

I feel my own juices start to trickle down my leg as the pleasure of the pain courses through every inch of my body.

“Fuck!”

Zade kneels down behind me, and I feel him as he blows achingly gently against my now swollen core.

“More Zade, please,” I plead between panting breaths.

“You handled that like a Goddess. Maybe you do deserve a treat.” His fingers slowly slide between my folds, massaging my throbbing clit. His touch is so light and gentle it almost soothes the previous sting from the belt.

“Mmm,” I moan, my ass wiggling involuntarily.

Zade continues to caress my aching clit, rubbing in a tantalizing circular motion, causing me to ache even more.

My legs instinctively try to close, trying to force him to add more pressure, but he just yanks them back open wide, before smacking me with his hand.

I feel myself grow wetter and Zade’s tongue delves in between my soaked lips and he hungrily devours my pussy from behind.

His pace is anything but gentle as he laps at my core and thrusts his tongue in and out of my entrance, only stopping to nip at the aching clit.

My back arches and I involuntarily rise on my tiptoes.

I hear his growl as he dives in again like an animal devouring its prey, all while he continues his assault.

I press my ass harder into his face as he continues his escapade.

As I release another moan, I feel it… Two fingers slam into my pussy with so much force the edge of the table bites into my skin.

“YES!” I cry.

In. Out. In. Out.

His pace is relentless and my cries only grow louder with every intrusion.

His fingers spread and hook inside of me in such a way I can’t begin to comprehend. All I know is the feeling is otherworldly and I don’t want it to stop.

“You like it rough.” His words are more of a statement than a question.

“Yes, harder, please. More,” I beg.

He doesn’t hesitate at my request, and shoves a third finger inside of me, stretching my walls painfully.

I hear the reverberating growl from deep within his chest and I turn my head to look at him.

His face and hand buried between my legs, his other hand viciously stroking his own cock.

I feel myself gush at the erotic sight and he laps even more and I can’t seem to look away from his hand strangling his own erection.

I lick my lips hungrily when I see the few droplets of pre-cum escape the tip.

His pace slows and I look again to see Zade slowly stand, cock still in hand.

“Let me do that for you. I want to taste you,” I plead.

Zade chuckles before removing his fingers.

My pussy quivers at the loss of his touch, wanting so much more.

Thinking this is him allowing me, I go to straighten up but Zade’s hand snakes to the back of my head and his fingers lace in my hair, yanking my head back, forcing my back to arch even more than before when he slams me back down onto the desk.

My breasts smack the cold surface and my nipples harden.

“MMM,” I moan.

I feel the pain rip through me as his giant cock barrels into my pussy. Filling every inch of my insides. The stretch and tearing sensation ravishes me.

“AHHH!” I squeal.

There is no holding back from Zade as he thrusts harder and faster than I expected. His pounding pushes further and deeper each time.

“Yes, Fuck me! Goddess, Fuck me, Papi,” I scream.

The ecstasy races through my body when I feel his finger shove into my ass, now fucking me from both holes.

I cry, screaming his name into the night air.

The feeling is so overwhelming I feel like I’m going to burst.

It feels like heaven and hell combined into one glorious painful feeling.

I feel my pussy throb and begin to bruise as he continues his abuse. My own screams never stopping.

“Fuck, I love your pussy,” he roars.

His finger pulls out and his hand grabs my thigh. In one swift motion, Zade has me flipped around and has me sitting on top of the desk, fucking me again from the new angle.

I wrap my legs around his hips and my arms around his shoulder, grinding into every thrust making him go deeper and deeper.

Zade releases a loud roar and he slides both hands under my ass and picks me up from the desk, holding my weight and using it to his own benefit.

Zade lifts my body and slams it back down onto his cock over and over again until I feel like I cannot handle it anymore.

My sobs grow so intense that my throat feels like it’s ablaze.

“Damn it, Flora!” Zade bellows, thrusting me onto his hardness with such vigor that I’m certain I see stars.

The surge of an impending climax engulfs me as I sense his arousal pulsating within me.

Zade drives deeper, and my own climax detonates within me, causing my body to tighten around him.

I scream out, a mix of pain and pleasure, as he thrusts one final time, filling me with his warmth.

Exhausted, Zade gently lowers me and we both collapse onto the ground, gasping for breath.

“Zade, you’re a beast,” I manage to say between pants.

He chuckles, sliding over to plant a kiss on my lips. He then pulls back, a wicked grin on his face. “Ready for round two?”