The Alpha Men's Secret Club 3: Fallout: A Scorchingly Hot BBW Shifter Romance Read Online Free PDF Page A

with three loops of rope each.
    She angled her throat so that she could take as much of his huge cock into her mouth as possible. She mimicked fucking movements, and he reveled in them. He moaned, taking huge fistfuls of her hair in his hands. He didn’t need to guide her head anymore. She knew what he liked – and how hard or fast he liked it – and she knew how to give him exactly what he wanted.
    He rammed his cock into her mouth. She squeezed her cheeks. He was funneling his rod into her mouth. Harder. Faster. She strained at her wrists – a natural tendency – but her bonds held tight. In this bondage position, she was not in control . . . and yet in control.
    He withdrew his glistening cock. The tip was weeping with his almond-tasting creams. He stroked the sides of her mouth and her cheeks with his cock, and then he inserted it into her mouth again.
    “Take me deep,” he commanded.
    She swallowed him as much as she could, but her gag reflex was threatening to push him out. She settled for as much of him as she could, and they found a comfortable angle in which he could escalate his back-forth movements again. In, out, in, out – he went. Until he was dribbling cum all over her tongue, and she could taste every part of him – his wetness and his spilling seed. And her own pussy was molten down there, dripping with her own need to be filled.
    When he finally shot his wad into her mouth, it was a surprise, because there was so much of it. It crept into her throat and she had to swallow it whole. But there was too much of it, and so some of it dribbled out through the side of her mouth.
    The entire act should be demeaning – the fact that she was his slave – but she found it incredibly hot.
    He gasped as he withdrew his now softening cock from her mouth. She knew it would take a while for him to be hard again, before he could penetrate her where she needed him to – in her pussy.
    “Kate. Darling Kate.”
    He laughed softly as he wiped the semen off her face and neck with loving gestures , massaging the fluid into her skin like a balm. Then he scooped her up in his strong arms and carried her to his bed, still in her bound position. He laid her on it.
    “Comfortable?” he asked her.
    “Yes.” She was lying on her back and her arms were still pinioned behind her, compressed by her weight. She was helpless to whatever he wanted to do to her, but that was completely fine in her book.
    He got into bed beside her and stroked her bound breasts. He pinched her engorged nipples.
    “I’ve decided what I want to do,” he said.
    She tensed. This was it, she thought. The moment he was going to tell her he was leaving. I’m sorry. It’s been nice, what we had, but I now have to pick up the shambles of my life and move on from you.
    He said, “ I have to go to New York.”
    Her heart sank. But you knew it was coming! Of course he was going home. What else was there left for him here but pain and reporters and gossip?
    Me. I’m here .
    But am I enough for him?
    He went on, “I’m going to meet with my parents. Talk certain things over. I haven’t seen them in a while.”
    He paused.
    “I’m going this weekend.”
    A lump bolted to her throat. She wanted to hold him, plead with him not to leave, but her hands were literally tied behind her back.
    Then he said, “Do you want to come with me for the weekend?”
    Her heart stopped. What was it about this man that he could play her emotions like guitar strings?
    “Come with you just for the weekend?” she squeaked.
    “There’s a ‘thing’ going on. Shifter gathering in New York.” He paused. “I’d like you to go as my mate.”
    Your mate? Was she hearing things clearly?
    “It isn’t as if we’re mated for life or anything,” he said hastily, lest she get the wrong impression. “It’s just like a date . . . only . . . different. It’s a shifter gathering. Kind of like a rave. But don’t worry. No one will touch you with me there. Unless you want