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Cathy

I lift my chin, then farther up, then all the way up, to meet his gaze. To call the General massive is an understatement. He is a monster. A man-mountain, the biggest, most powerful leader I have ever seen.His blue eyes blaze at me.A ripple of fear mixed with something else—lust? Anticipation? — tightens my stomach.His face is all hard planes and dark angles. Long black hair flows to his shoulders. His lower lip is full, obscenely so. It should soften his looks; instead, it only heightens the sense of danger that clings to him like a rich coat.It’s the exact opposite of the faded vest that embraces his torso.His clothes strike a jarring note in the middle of the most prosperous pocket of this city, which is where we are, but it suits this leader. Declares exactly what he is: an asshole who doesn’t give a damn about anyone else. Who takes pleasure in surprising his friends and outwitting his enemies

Rocky

ALPHAS COMMAND/Anny Smith

The double doors swing open, and she races through, leaving behind the sugary scent of her slick. The spicy scent of her fear leaks into the air, laced with that spoor of the rain on cool dawn air that is so uniquely her. My cock throbs, straining against my pants. Adrenaline pumps through my blood. I walk after her, my pace leisurely, yet everything inside pushes me to hurry. Hurry. Go after her, claim her, take her.I’ve never felt such a powerful need as this to have an dominion. Never felt this overwhelming urge to shield her from the gaze of other leaders, to hide her from sight until I have had my way with her. I speed up my steps and walk out into the wilderness surrounding the warehouse. Ethan and Sol stand on either side of the doors, their gaze trained on the figure weaving through the trees.One of the other leaders breaks formation to run after her.“Stop.”He halts and, his shoulders

Cathy

ALPHAS COMMAND/Anny Smith

The leader of leaders had all but fucked me right here in the open, and I had let him.Not that it should come as a surprise, him trying to take me right here in the open without finesse. It’s exactly what I’d expect of a brute like him.But my response to him, the way I had opened my mouth, my legs…my heart…no, not that, not yet, but if I let him, he could get under my skin, and what am I thinking about?He’s treating me like I am a caged animal. To him I am another dominion he can drag off to his lair and rut and—my belly tightens—I want him to do it.I want him to reach down and place his lips where his hand had been between my legs. I need to feel his tongue thrust inside me, feel that thick shaft whose length had throbbed against my waist, fill me, take me, knot me. “Fuck.” I scream more to hear the sound of my own voice, so I can try to shake off this sexual haze that has gripped me. This need

Rocky

ALPHAS COMMAND/Anny Smith

Her gaze widens, and then her body begins to fall. My heart slams against my rib cage. I leap across the distance that covers us and, leaning over, grab at her hand. I close my fingers around her wrist.The weight of her body pulls me over the side. I hook my foot under the space at the bottom of the wall for leverage. She is not very heavy, yet my arm feels like it’s being pulled out of my socket. Sweat beads my forehead. Her body sways in the breeze. Her features tighten, and the color slides from her face. Still, she doesn’t scream, doesn’t panic. That surprises me and turns me on. She’s fucking strong, doesn’t scare easily, and I can’t wait to break her.It’s even more important that I save her.I strengthen my stance and then take a step back. Flexing my biceps, I heave her up. All the while, I hold her gaze. Those green eyes of hers stare at me; in their depths is a grim determination.She actually thought s

Cathy

ALPHAS COMMAND/Anny Smith

Bastard! He knows that pronouncement while not exactly a surprise is only going to alarm me, and that is his intention: to frighten me so that I’ll submit to him like a nice docile dominion. Well, he’s got that so wrong. I am not going down, not without a fight. The leader-hole can go screw himself if he thinks I am going to make this easy on him. He shrugs out of his vest, then places it over the chair near the bed. The arrogance of the brute! He turns his back on me. I bare my lips, then lean low to charge him.He tears off his tunic to reveal his naked back.My breath catches, and my thigh muscles freeze.Without his clothes, this leader is overpowering.I swallow, and my heart hammers.Nothing has prepared me for those shoulders that seem hewn out of stone. His biceps flex, and I don’t need to touch them to know they’ll be hard and ungiving, like the rest of that body he is so ca

Rocky

ALPHAS COMMAND/Anny Smith

“Don’t challenge me.” I keep my voice casual when every part of me aches to cover her body with mine.Waves of fear roll from her. Yet she holds up her fists in front of her. The skin stretches white over her knuckles.Standing on the bed that is on a raised platform, she is still not at eye level with me.I frown. “You are tiny.”Her chest rises and falls; her thick hair curls over her face and around her neck. Red highlights gleam in it. How will it feel to have those locks wrapped around my palm as I yank back her head and close my mouth around those delectable lips?“My looks are deceptive.” She raises her head and meets my gaze. “I said tiny…not fragile,” I smirk. “Your will is strong enough that you walked into my turf and took me on, not to mention facing down a crowd of leaders. Clearly, you are also stupid.”“Stup

Cathy

ALPHAS COMMAND/Anny Smith

I rear up and smash my head into his chin. Shock waves ricochet down my neck, down my spine. Sparks of red flash behind my eyes.It feels like I’ve run into a brick wall. The impact slices through my body.I cry out and fall back on the bed. Tears run down my cheeks. I’d known I wasn’t going to be able to escape, knew it from the moment I’d agreed to this half-assed plan to assassinate the General, that this could go either way. But until that moment I’d not realized I’d held out a last sliver of hope that I’d be able to break out of the grasp of this leader. He’d given me a chance to escape, and I had failed.Then he’d allowed me to go at him, and the one solid hit that I’d got in at him had laid me low. The physical pain from the impact rips through me. A dull pressure pushes against the back of my eyeballs. More than the fact that I am utterly and completely at his mercy, it is t

Rocky

ALPHAS COMMAND/Anny Smith

Her teeth dig into me, and the shock of it surges down my spine. There’s a primitive satisfaction that she wants to own me, while a part of me cannot believe she took that liberty with me. It is my prerogative as leader to mark her first. Mine to own, to claim, to do with her as I want.I’ve been holding back, and she has taken advantage of that; she has taken the lead in this mating game. More than the physical hurt, it’s my ego that roars in protest at the liberty.With a roar, I flip her over, pinning her to the bed.I snag her arms together to pull them up and over her head, shackling her wrists. I want to ask her what she’s trying to prove, but one look in those green eyes, and the words stutter in my mouth. I am not someone with a soft heart, I have no tenderness inside me. I take, that’s what I do, yet one whiff of the fear that vibrates off her, and when I open my mouth all that emerges is a rumbling gro

Cathy

ALPHAS COMMAND/Anny Smith

I see the play of emotions on his face…and, really, it should not be possible to differentiate the lust that leaks from his every pore with the flicker of something very much like confusion that I am sure I glimpsed there for a second. No, surely, I am mistaken. This is Rocky, the fiercest leader in the city, the man who killed his own father to become the General. The very hungry male who licks his tongue from the bottom of my pussy all the way to my clit at the top. No, no, no.I must have said it aloud, for a low purr flows over me. This sound is tenacious, insistent, like the vocal equivalent of a battering ram, seducing me, asking to be let in. And that confuses me. I am at his mercy. He is the leader, I am the dominion, in his suite, on his bed, and his tongue is writhing inside me, and yet a part of him tries to soothe me. I almost wish he didn’t.I wish that he’d take me and be do

Rocky

ALPHAS COMMAND/Anny Smith

I stay poised at the entrance to her moist, trembling core. Her body heaves and bucks and strains to get closer. Her skin grazes over mine and my blood pulses with need.That ache inside me for more, for so much more, to own her, to break her, hammers at my temples. I sniff the blood in the air, and it reminds me that it was she who had bitten me first…and yet I can’t just take her. Surprise! Apparently hidden inside is a kernel of someone decent, someone I thought I’d lost a long time ago, someone I still don’t recognize. It’s probably an aberration. And I am sure the restraint on my side is only because she is a virgin. No one, not even an dominion who’d dared to break into my stronghold, deserves to be taken against her will for her first time. And I am her first.I grow impossibly hard at the thought. Yet I also want to watch her closely, study her reactions

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