All Chapters of The Alphas' Porn Star Mate: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

She tried to muster an internal smile, but she couldn’t hide her sadness enough to be as happy as I was. Feeling her grief for Rome again, my mood became somber as well. We were free, but it cost my wolf a great deal of pain.“I can reject Cameron now if you want. I can forget about revenge, Cortina. I don’t want to hurt Rome.”“Rome doesn’t want to let his human off that easily. If you reject him, another poor she-wolf will be subjected to what you endured. As long as you are still tied together by the bond, and not within his reach, those other she-wolves will be safe.”“That’s true, but he could just reject me first,” I whispered, moving through the busy streets, heading towards the east.“He won’t,” Cortina was pensive. “He won’t let you go.”“How do you know that? He could. He hated me. How else could he do that shit to me? To you?”“If he was going to reject you he would have done it after you got hurt,” she reasoned. “I….I was there. I heard and felt him. He didn’t act as thoug

Rodger left me to get settled, so I looked around the apartment again on my own. It was far too big for one person. Maybe I could ask Cindy about his living arrangements to see if he would want to share. I liked him. He reminded me a lot of some of the snarky warrior women I used to train with. Snarky and blunt is what I like in my friends. His make-up was immaculate too. I always wanted to do a crease-cut glittering look.I took a long, much needed shower, probably my first one in a year. My hair was dry and rough, but thankfully the bathroom was supplied with conditioner as well as shampoo and body wash. I even found shaving cream and razors, though they were meant for men. I took a wide comb and used it to comb the conditioner through every strand, then pinned my hair up and let it sit while I shaved. My lower legs had been free of hair, so someone was keeping up with my hygiene, and I was thankful it was just my lower legs. Cameron used to have his mom make me wax EVERYTHING by pr

“Hand it over,” I held my hand out for his shirt. He begrudgingly slipped it off and placed it in my hands. “I might keep this,” I joked, holding it up to my chest. It could be a dress on me, but not having any clothes of my own besides the dress from Driana made it tempting to keep.“It would look better on you anyway,” Jamie nodded in agreement. He had a serious expression, but his words were laced with humor. “Go ahead and try it on.”“You’re just trying to see her tits,” Alexi snorted.“Shut up,” Darren pushed Alexi’s shoulder. “It might be our only chance.”“She still has the eight ball,” Boyd looked from the table, then at me. “Not an easy shot. There’s still a chance.”It’s not an easy shot, but there is no chance for him. I can get it.I smiled, tossing his tank top over my shoulder, then grabbed the blue chalk and started rubbing it at the end of the cue. My eyes never left his, never backing down from the challenge. I blew the tip, licking my lips before pressing my tongue b

I giggled at the way he worded it. “That was part of the reason.”“What’s the other part?” He stretched his arms above his head, then drew them down to flex his muscles. “Was I just too much to resist?”“Maybe,” I laughed again at his playfulness. “The money you mentioned was a big part of it too.”“So it was the money that was attractive? Not me?” He feigned offense. “Rude.”“Hey, I escaped butt ass naked. I haven’t had my own money in years. Yes, the money was attractive.” I rested my hand on his knee. “You’re plenty attractive too. Sleeping with you was not the hard part to think about when the idea came to me.”“What was the hard part?” His tone was level. “Was it the talk about my size?”“No, I think I can handle whatever you’ve got,” my eyes flashed at the impressive bulge in his pants. “It was the idea of being on camera. If Cameron sees it, he could trace me.”“He could. We use a secure server and Cindy is a pro at protecting us from our location getting leaked, but if your pa

I hesitantly took his massive length in my hand, biting my lips as I explored the velvety skin. The veins in his girth were hard. It was easy to trace them with my fingers. I bent down and decided to trace them with my tongue. He was huge, just like they were saying when we were around the pool table. I think it was at least as long as my face, if not longer. The distance my head moved to lick from his base to his tip was great. I sucked on his tip, getting my mouth used to his big girth. My tongue danced around the slit of his dick, and I moaned, tasting the beads of moisture leaking out.“That’s it, baby,” Darren softly thrust his hips up, moving gently inside my mouth. His hands pulled my hair away from my face, gripping it with the band of my mask so it didn’t fall off as my head bobbed up and down. “Does that dick taste good?”“Mmh, so good,” I moaned, licking the saliva off my lips, then sucking him back in.“Come here,” he groaned. He grabbed one of my legs and laid back, movin