Ripe for the Alpha (The Ridge Brothers Bear Shifters Book 4) Page 3

  Instead, the toast pops, ruining the moment.

  He finishes making another BLT and drops it on my plate.

  “Eat,” he says and then he sits down beside me, making sure I eat every last bite.

  Chapter Four

  Austin

  “Chill, you furry fuck,” I mumble to my bear as I pace around my yard.

  I’ve never felt my bear so agitated before. It feels like he’s going insane.

  I take a deep breath and squeeze my body as he snarls and thrashes around inside, desperate to get out. Desperate to get to her.

  We have her, I try to tell him, but it’s no use.

  He’s beyond listening. He’s beyond words.

  He wants my cock in her tight little pussy and he wants his mark on her smooth neck. I think he’s going to lose his damn mind if I don’t do it soon.

  I grit my teeth as a vicious roar thunders through me.

  Shit. He might already be there. His mind might already be gone.

  It’s such a primal need and I feel it coursing through my veins. Claim her. Take her. Breed her.

  Like a broken record, it’s playing on repeat.

  Ellie is sleeping inside the trailer. Her soft warm body is between my sheets. The thought of her sweet breath on my pillow is making my mouth water. And I don’t even want to think about what the smell of her young pussy is doing to my sheets.

  My cock rages in my pants. It’s rock hard and my erection is not going anywhere until it’s claimed my mate’s sopping wet cunt.

  I need her so badly. I didn’t realize how bad the longing was until she came into my life.

  Now, it’s all I can think about.

  I turn and look at my bedroom window. The curtains are closed, but I stare at it anyway, knowing she’s behind them. Knowing that there would be nothing to stop me from going in there and taking what’s mine.

  Do it, my bear urges in grunts and growls. He doesn’t care about consent. He’s waited fifty-two years for this moment and he’s done waiting. He’s ready for it and so am I.

  I run a hand through my hair and grab a fistful, nearly ripping it out by the roots as I stare at my front door.

  I take a deep inhale through my nose, trying to catch the scent of her arousal. My bear snarls when all I smell is the trees and a couple of nearby animals.

  It took everything I had to control myself when we both in the trailer and now I don’t know how much control I have left. I’m barely hanging on here.

  I could smell the hot wetness between her legs as I cooked her breakfast. It felt like my body was on fire as I inhaled the scent of her ripe juicy cunt over and over again.

  All I could think about was ripping my shirt off her young body and sinking my throbbing cock into her warmth. I knew I’d only last about two thrusts before I emptied my swollen balls and filled her with my hot cum.

  My polar bear whines and bellows just from me thinking about it.

  Don’t worry, I tell him. It’s going to happen soon.

  And when it does, it will be with my raw unprotected cock. I’m going to breed my mate and fuck her until her little womb is drenched in my cum.

  That’s what I want. I want her walking around my trailer with her belly swollen to the max. I won’t be happy until I know that my child is growing in there, bounding her to me forever.

  My bear lets out a feral growl as I pace back and forth.

  Yes, I reassure him. I’ll mark her neck as well.

  Once my mark is on the smooth slender skin under her jaw, every shifter in town will know that she belongs to me. If they know what’s good for them, they won’t come near her. They won’t talk to her, touch her, or even look at her. I want every man in her vicinity to run in the opposite direction.

  I’m a possessive jealous fucker and I’ll do anything to keep my mate safe. I’ll use my bear, my badge, my biceps. Anything to keep my girl protected.

  My bear is growing more impatient by the second. He charges forward, trying to tear through the surface.

  “Fuck,” I grunt as I flex my body, trying to push him back down. He nearly slips through. My muscles swell and the skin along my biceps tear. My teeth burn and ache as they start to grow.

  “Enough!” I holler as I force him back down with one hard push. He sinks back down with a pissed-off grunt, sulking as my skin heals and I regain control.

  That was close. I’m not sure what he would have done if he got out.

  Poor Ellie would have woken up to a two thousand pound polar bear standing over her bed, wanting to mark her.

  I can’t have that.

  I’m so amped up with a non-stop flow of adrenaline surging through my veins that I decide to work some of it off.

  It’s not going to solve the problem (only Ellie’s sweet pussy can do that), but it might take some of the edge off.

  I have a bench press outside and I stack all of my weight on it, enough to win a Strongman Competition by a mile. There’s so much weight on either side that the metal bar is bent like a rainbow.

  I peel off my shirt and lie down on the bench, gripping the bar with my hands. With a grunt, I pick it up and start doing some reps. I plan to stop at twelve, but when I get there, I seem to have more energy than when I started. I keep going to twenty, then forty, then sixty. At a hundred, I get bored and put the bar back with a clink.

  My head is swimming with thoughts of her. All this love and lust. This yearning and urgency. The need. The desire. It’s killing me.

  I want to know everything about her. I want to protect her. Possess her.

  She’s ripped through my life like a wild tornado and I’m trying to pick up the pieces while the winds of need and want are still swirling around me all out of control.

  A long time ago, after decades of searching for my mate, I lost hope. I thought that maybe she didn’t exist or that she had died before I could find her. Little did I know, that she hadn’t been born yet.

  I got on with my sad, pathetic existence, even trying to have a normal life with a wife and daughter. My ex-wife and I wanted to have feelings for each other, but there was nothing there. She’s a glaciologist and we met in Alaska. She moved in with me, but we were always more like roommates than lovers.

  But still, we pretended and had a daughter. When Kinsley turned two, we were living here in Montana when we both finally admitted that there was nothing there between us.

  She took Kinsley away and I became the Sheriff and just kind of fell into a boring routine. Thoughts of finding my mate dissipated over the years and my bear, who was stubborn at first, eventually just gave up on me.

  Until that day in my office, when I smelled her scent. It all came racing back to me. The intense need. The overwhelming desire to claim my mate.

  It’s like someone turned the volume back up on my life. Everything is a little brighter. The smells a little sharper. Colors a little more vibrant.

  And it’s all because of her.

  When I saw her in the shack, it all increased even more. I was obsessed immediately and knew that not one second would pass without her in my thoughts again.

  I still don’t know why I burnt down the shack. I should have kept the evidence and written a police report.

  But I didn’t want other police officers to come. I didn’t know how I’d react to them seeing her, talking to her. I didn’t want the medics to touch her, to take her away. I didn’t want the Sheriff of the town of Reachton County, where she’s from, to come and take over the investigation. I wanted her all to myself.

  I needed time alone with her. And I wouldn’t have gotten that if I had reported her found.

  There was another reason too. I saw the scared look in her beautiful brown eyes and I wanted to take it away.

  I wanted to burn the place down and take away all of the bad memories for her. I wanted to wipe those fucking lions off the face of the earth and I wanted her to see me do it. I wanted her to know how good I can take care of her. How I can protect her and keep her safe in th
is dangerous world.

  I must have broken a few dozen laws, but I didn’t even think twice about it and I don’t regret a thing. She’s all that matters to me. My vow to her is more important than my vow to uphold the law.

  I hear footsteps in the trailer and I sit up on the bench with my heart pounding as the door opens.

  She’s rubbing her eyes and looking gorgeous as she stands in the doorway with her black hair all messy. I picture sliding my hands in it as I press my hard cock against her curvy waist and a deep groan rumbles out of me.

  My hands go to the bench that I’m sitting on and I grip the bottom of it, using every ounce of self-restraint I have not to go to her and find out how soft those curves are that are hiding under my shirt.

  “Did you sleep well, peanut?”

  Her soft plump lips curl up into a smile. “Yeah. It felt nice.”

  Do it, my bear urges. Take her. Now.

  I squeeze the bench until my knuckles burn.

  Her eyes drop down to my naked torso and I see her breath catch. I must look huge after all of those bench presses I did. My muscles are pumped with blood and are as hard as they get.

  “Did you lift all that weight?” she says with a look of shock on her face.

  I glance at the long row of plates on the bar and chuckle. “I would have put on more, but I ran out of room on the bar.”

  She mouths out a ‘wow.’

  “I didn’t know shifters could be so strong,” she says as her eyes run up and down my arm. “I guess I have a lot to learn about them.”

  She does. She doesn’t know how protective and possessive we can get either. Especially with our mates.

  “Do you want to learn more?” I ask her.

  Her eyes widen, her face stills, and she nods.

  “Every shifter is blessed with one true mate. She’s made for him and he’s made for her. They’re like puzzle pieces. Sometimes the edges are jagged, sometimes they’re smooth, but they always fit together perfectly.”

  The subtle scent of her arousal starts filling the air and my bear perks up, on full alert.

  “Must be nice,” she says with her cheeks blushing. “To have a love like that.”

  She will have a love like that. I already love her like that.

  “Sometimes a shifter’s mate will come into their lives right away. Sometimes they have to wait a long time. But it’s always worth it. They’re always worth the wait.”

  She swallows hard as our eyes are locked on one another.

  “You’re my mate, Ellie,” I tell her as my heart thunders in my chest. “And you were definitely worth the wait.”

  Her mouth opens, but no words come out. Deep down she already knew. She already felt the intense bond. It always makes itself known, even in humans.

  “I’m… your… mate?” she asks in stunned whispers.

  I stand up and her eyes widen.

  “Yes,” I say in a firm, unwavering voice. “I’ll show you.”

  My body burns as I go to her.

  Chapter Five

  Ellie

  I can’t take my eyes off Austin’s body. He’s always been massive, but after a workout, his muscles are unreal. They look rock hard and my fingertips start tingling as I imagine dragging them along the smooth sharp curves. His hot skin is coated in a slick sheen of sweat and my mouth waters as I imagine what his skin tastes like right now.

  His words come crashing through my body, devastating everything in their wake. “You’re my mate, Ellie. And you were definitely worth the wait.”

  On an instinctual level, I knew, even if my brain refused to believe it. The pull I felt toward him was like nothing I ever experienced before. I didn’t even know that an attraction like that existed before I felt it with Austin.

  And now that it’s all out in the open, it feels that much more intense. My body is craving him. I want to press my curves against his hard muscles. I want to feel his mouth on mine. I want to feel his hands sliding under my shirt, not stopping until his fingers are buried in me up to his knuckles.

  He’s standing there, looking sexy as ever as he waits for an answer. My nipples are aching and my pussy is burning as I slide my eyes down his hard sweaty abs to the huge outline of his hard cock. It’s thick and long with a wet spot at the tip. I swallow, knowing that his pre-cum is oozing out so much that it’s soaked through his underwear and pants.

  I’m making him hard like that. It’s me.

  Maybe I really am his mate…

  “I’m… your… mate?” I ask, finally starting to believe it.

  He stands up and my eyes widen at his massive frame. His icy blue gaze is piercing and I feel him inside me, like he’s seeing into me. Like he’s seeing the true me like no one else has before this moment.

  “Yes,” he says and my breath hitches. “I’ll show you.”

  The burning heat blooms inside of me as he rushes forward and takes me in his arms.

  I feel so small in his embrace with his massive arms pulling me against his naked chest. My pussy pulses and I’m already so close to cumming just from being in his proximity. It’s making me dizzy. He’s driving me insane with lust.

  I want this man so badly, I can’t breathe.

  “I’ve never been with another man,” I blurt out. The masculine smell of his body is making my brain malfunction. I can’t think properly. Words just keep spitting out beyond my control.

  “I’m a virgin. I’ve never even kissed a boy before.”

  My cheeks burn as I realize what I just said. I’ve just blurted out my most shameful secrets.

  He smiles as embarrassment fills me. At first, I think he’s going to laugh, but he doesn’t. He seems pleased.

  “Good,” he says as his big hands tighten their grip on me. “That’s how it should be with mates. I want to be the only one.”

  “You are the only one,” I whisper as I stare into his blue eyes. They’re so piercing that they make me lightheaded and all woozy. Luckily, I have a big strong bear shifter to hold me up.

  He presses his hard cock against my pussy and I let out a sudden gasp.

  Austin is much taller than me, but I’m standing on the steps of the trailer so our eyes are level. So far, I’ve always been looking up at him, but this is even better. I can see just how striking his eyes actually are.

  He looks down at my breasts and I can see the lust darken his eyes. My nipples are hard and aching as they show themselves through his t-shirt.

  He sucks in a heavy breath as he slides his big hands up my ribs and grips them. “Oh, fuck,” I moan as he squeezes them. He lifts them and kisses my nipples over the shirt.

  I feel like I’m going to explode. I want to feel his lips on them without anything between us.

  Without thinking, I unwrap the belt on the housecoat and let it drop to the steps. His jaw clenches as I grab the t-shirt and pull it up over my head.

  Austin stands in front of me without talking, without breathing, as I show him everything. I let the huge t-shirt fall and stand there with my cheeks burning. Was this too soon? Was I too bold?

  But then I see the hunger and need in his eyes as he looks down at my curvy body, drinking it all in like he can’t get enough of what he’s seeing, and I know it’s okay. We’re mates. My body was made for him and he thinks it’s perfect just the way it is.

  “Fuck, peanut,” he says in a deep growly voice. It’s so much raspier and throatier than it was a few seconds ago. “Are you trying to kill me with this body?”

  His hands come back on my breasts, but this time it’s skin on skin. I moan as I feel his strength.

  He pins me against the closed door as he holds my breasts in his firm grasp. I suck in a breath as he leans down and takes my right nipple between his lips, rolling his tongue around the hard pointy nub before he sucks on it, making me crazy. They’re so hard it hurts as he gently swirls his tongue around one than the other, drawing the pleasure out, teasing me, making me want more.

  There’s a hungry grin on his
lips as he straightens back up and looks me in the eyes. His hands are still on my tits, massaging them and playing with my nipples. I have small breasts for such a big body, but he doesn’t seem to care at all. I seem to be perfect for him just the way I am.

  “I couldn’t resist,” he says in his throaty voice. “Your tits are beautiful. You’re making me so fucking hard, Ellie.”

  He presses his erection against me and I swallow hard.

  “You see what you do to me? You see how fucking hard you make me? I’ve been like this since I first caught a whiff of your scent.”

  So far, I’ve held back. I’m nervous. I’ve let him do all the touching, but my hands are tingling and itching to explore his body.

  With a tentative breath, I lift my hand and place it on his big round shoulder. He smiles as he looks down at it.

  “I’m yours as much as you are mine,” he says. “You can touch me anywhere, Ellie. Anywhere.”

  My heart starts pounding as I slide my hands down his hard sculpted arms. His smile deeps into a seductive grin as I continue down over his thick forearm. His wrists are thicker than my biceps. He’s so fucking hot. It’s not fair. When my fingers touch his, he grabs my hands and entwines our fingers.

  He gives my hand a gentle squeeze as he looks down at my lips. My mouth waters and I let out a gasp as he pulls me back into his embrace and kisses me hard.

  This kiss is sweet, but demanding. It’s almost territorial the way he’s possessively claiming my mouth. I melt into his embrace as he yanks the air right out of my lungs.

  His hot tongue slides against mine and all I can think is how darn lucky I am. I never thought I’d be kissing someone like Austin—a hot older man who appears to be absolutely obsessed with me.

  My pussy is so wet that it’s starting to drip down my inner thighs as his big strong hands slide down to my bare ass. He squeezes it, letting me know that I’m his. As if I didn’t already know.

  He finally releases my mouth, but his teeth are still gently biting my bottom lip, tugging on it as we separate like he’s not ready to let me go just yet.