Read Craving the Alpha: Part Two: BBW Paranormal Werewolf Shifter Romance (Lycan Lovers) for Free Online Page A

damp, but dry enough. I couldn’t wait to go for our run.
    Going back into the bedroom, I was surprised to see Markus had taken his shirt off and was waiting for me. I thought he wanted to go for a run but he’d obviously changed his mind. There he was, the man that I had been craving for weeks, ready and wanting to fuck me. God he looked delicious. His rippling abs and tan skin looked even better than the first time I’d seen him, and his bronzed, biceps bulged. I knew he had suffered being chained at C-cabin but you sure couldn’t tell by looking at him. My eyes trailed down and paused when they reached the huge bulge in his jeans. I could visualize his enormous cock, hung with an erection so big and hard it made me salivate.
    “You look like a wild woman,” Markus said, eyeballing my plummy red-fringed tipped hair as I sauntered over to him. “Are you?”
    “Haha, well that depends.”
    “Depends on what?”
    “Do you like wild women?”
    Markus grabbed my hips and pulled my body towards his. “I love me some wild woman—some wild werewolf, crazy haired woman.”
    The ache inside me was over whelming. I looked into Markus's warm brown eyes and smiled. He looked back just for a moment, and then kissed me hard. I felt his wolf in that kiss, though he was still in human form. I felt as if he had been longing to claim me as his own all that time he had been chained up. There was no stopping either of us from reigniting our connection that had been too strong for both of us to ignore back at Camp Vickers.
    I couldn't stop kissing him; our lips were locked in a constant hunger for one another. When I felt his strong, rough hands running up and down my sides, my body shivered with anticipation. I tugged his jeans free and we both fell back on to the bed. His body collapsed on top of mine and I could feel every fine detail of his muscular chest and stomach. Beneath the boxers he wore he was huge with desire, and his hard cock felt like a rock when he pressed it against my body. I could feel my pussy pulsating with desire for him.
    Markus’s hands cupped my breasts and stroked each nipple with delight. His face was filled with pleasure as he massaged each breast tenderly savoring each moment he had to touch them. I arched my back so that my body was pressed tightly to his. I could feel him trembling slightly and I knew that he wanted me as much as I needed him.
    “Markus,” I breathed in his ear. He nestled his smooth face into the curve of my throat, and lightly licked the small scar that remained on my neck from the night I had been bitten, as if he was trying to replace the memory with something better. I slid his boxers down the curve of his ass and he moaned when I gave his cock a firm squeeze and pressed it hard against me.
    “Oh Kristen, I've been waiting to be inside of you again. It's all I thought about when I was chained up. I kept thinking of how good it felt when I took you that night. I knew I should be ashamed, because you were to be mated with Dorian,” he paused and kissed me deeply again before he pulled away. “But I wasn't, and I'm not. We're meant for each other Kristen.”
    “I know we are,” I replied as I lifted my hips against him, caressing the tip of his throbbing staff with the outside lips of my wet pussy, letting him feel how much I wanted him. “I'm so sorry, I chose wrong.”
    “You didn't know then,” Markus said as he dove his lips down to my breasts and slowly tasted each one. “You don't choose with your brain, you choose with your body,” he ran his hand down my stomach and nestled it between my thighs. He stroked my clit slowly, feeling each fold tenderly. He looked into my eyes and then slid two fingers into my pussy so deep. I moaned, I wanted to scream but tried to quiet myself.
    “That feel good, baby?” Markus asked.
    “Oh God, honey, yes that feels so good, I need you inside of me, Markus take me now!”
    “I knew when we were together,” he said as he