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Alpha's Supremacy [Erotic Stories Compilation]
WARNINGWARNING:/R-18 /MATURE CONTENT/
[Alpha's Erotic Stories]
Prepare to indulge yourself in a world where lust, sin, and sexual Debauchery have no boundaries, sexuality dominates, and fantasies come alive. Every Dream of yours is sure to come to life in this electric compilation of erotic shorts
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Chapter 5
"Please don't do this."
The alpha male werewolf started to rub his engorged member up and down her sex, she closed her eyes bracing her body as he plunge deep inside of her tight channel.
"KEN!"
She yelled the name of her lover as the creature wildly pumped his large member in and out of her channel. Brit yelled as her sex was forced to take in the creature's large cock.
"AAAAHHHH AAAHHH AAAAHHHH NOOOOO PLEASE, STOP IT!"
The werewolf growled in satisfaction enticed by her loud moans, shouts, and screams as he quickly slides in and out of her sex. Brit whipped her head back and forth trying to cope with the pain and pleasure that this creature is giving her. Turning her around, the werewolf got Brit on all fours and started to fuck her wildly doing her doggy style.
"NOOOOO AAAAHHH AAAAAAHHHH AAAHHHH STOOOOP, PLEASE!"
The monster howled as he squirted out his cum deep in Brit's pussy, pulling out, he left her to collapse on the ground panting and gasping for air as his seed oozes out of her pussy.
"You fucking monster," she said to her rapist in defiance, "I hope you die!"
The Woods 0210 Hours
Ken and Shintaro tracked the werewolves down to their lair buried deep underground. Donning their NVGs and making certain that their weapons are operational, the two mercenaries cautiously traversed down the labyrinth knowing that death is lurking around the corner.
I cannot believe that such vile creatures exist. Then again, if the people from my homeland believed in the Aswang , surely these monsters are real as well.
Kenshiro Dima'uga thought of the mythical creatures of the night of his homeland. Many of the elders have claimed that they have seen them and faced them. Many witchdoctors known as Albularios have dealt with such creatures before. Some were successful in killing the creatures while others have perished in the attempt.
"Major, there are movements ahead," Shintaro woke him out of his reverie.
Ken peeked ahead and confirmed the shadows in the distance, the silhouette of the monsters can be seen from a few hundred yards away.
"Let us take the bastards out, shall we?"
Ken slapped a phosphorous grenade unto the chamber of his grenade launcher and looked at his fellow mercenary's eyes. Shintaro nodded in response and clutched his weapon tighter.
"Lead the way Ken."
Slowly the two warriors made inch their way closer and closer towards the lycanthropes. The duo mercenaries heard a female's whimper from a corner. Ken immediately picked up on Brit's voice.
"She's right around the corner Shintaro," he whispered.
"I hear her"
Brittany Collins lay on the floor shedding her last tears as the two Rim-Cats reached her. Taking off his jacket, Ken placed it around her shoulders as Shintaro urged her through simple hand signal to be silent.
"You're safe now, ok."
She nodded her head and wrapped her arms around Kenshiro's body.
"I'm glad to see you Ken. That monster, he raped me," Brittany Collins started to sob as she told her ordeals to the man that she knew who cares about her.
"Upon my honor, I'll make the filthy animal pay."
The mercenary team leader stood up and clasps his weapon. He looked at Brittany and Shintaro.
"Take her back to the cabin Shintaro. I'll take care of business here."
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9.2
For a thousand years, the city of Crescent Falls has survived beneath the shadow of an ancient savior. Each century, a man is chosen as an offering to Sariyah-the being said to have once driven demons from the world. When Bastion, the man Ember loves, is taken after daring to refuse her, Ember's grief turns into defiance, and she vows to bring him home no matter the cost.
Her search forces her into an uneasy alliance with Orion St. James, a dangerously charming immortal with a violent past and secrets tied to Sariyah herself. Bound together by a magic neither of them wants nor understands, Ember and Orion are drawn into a hidden war beneath the city-one involving cultists, monsters, and an ancient order known as the Watchers.
As Crescent Falls begins to fracture, Ember experiences unsettling visions that hint her bloodline is far more entangled with Sariyah than anyone ever suspected. Strange new powers awaken within her, blurring the line between protector and destroyer, while enemies gather and old loyalties are tested.
With the city on the brink of collapse and unseen forces moving in the shadows, Ember must decide how far she is willing to go to save Bastion-and whether becoming something darker is the only way to stop an evil that has ruled unchallenged for centuries.
Because some thrones are not inherited.
They are taken.
7.3
BLURB
Sophia died hating the man she once loved. Then she woke up ten years younger with a chance to make him pay.
Alexander Sterling destroyed her in ways he'll never remember. Now she'll become the woman he can't forget, and can't have. But he's dreaming of her death. She's planning his downfall. And neither knows they're both pawns in someone else's game.
7.6
A jagged spike of agony woke Kiana up in a filthy stone room.
She had transmigrated into the body of a notorious, exiled matriarch in a brutal wasteland.
Before she could even process her new reality, she saw a massive, bloodied man huddled in the corner, trembling in absolute terror.
Foreign memories detonated in her brain: the original Kiana swinging a spiked whip, laughing as she tore his flesh open.
He was her husband, and she was a monster who tortured her own consorts.
The situation was a complete death trap.
Another husband stormed in, throwing down a marriage contract and demanding to sever their ties, which would leave her to be eaten by mutated beasts.
Outside, her third husband lay dying from a toxic wound while the rest of the tribe mocked her, eagerly waiting for her downfall.
Scanning her own body, Kiana discovered her face was covered in ugly purple bruises.
The original host hadn't just been naturally insane; she had been secretly fed a chronic poison by political enemies, destroying her beauty and driving her mad until she was exiled.
As a survivor from a modern apocalypse, the sight of broken, enslaved men made her skin crawl.
She refused to die in this savage wasteland as a pawn in someone else's twisted game.
Kiana tossed the contract back to the furious man.
"Give me three months. I will save him, and I swear I won't touch you."
With her apocalyptic healing powers and a newly awakened Spatial System, she was going to rewrite the rules of this primitive world.
7.8
I thought I had found my savior in Alpha Camron after my adoptive family was brutally slaughtered.
But as I lay chained to the damp dungeon wall, my inner wolf silenced by silver poison, he sneered and rejected me.
"Did you really think I loved you? You were just a dumb, loyal dog."
He confessed that he had orchestrated my family's murder to frame Lycan King Asher.
Blinded by his lies, I had plunged a silver blade into Asher's heart—the only man standing in Camron's way to the throne.
My step-sister Erica then arrived to deliver the final, crushing blows.
"He was your true fated mate, Ella," she whispered with sadistic glee. "He loved you so much he retracted his aura, leaving himself defenseless so you wouldn't get hurt killing him."
Worse, she laughed at my swollen belly, revealing the baby I carried wasn't Camron's. He had paid a filthy Rogue to defile me in the dark.
The man I murdered was the other half of my soul, and the monster I trusted had destroyed everything I loved.
My heart simply gave out, drowning in an abyss of pure agony and hatred.
Opening my eyes again, the stench of burning flesh was gone.
I was back in my attic bedroom on my fifteenth birthday.
Today was the day my evil stepmother would start her deadly plot.
This time, I would tear them all apart.
7.4
Helena woke up in a sheer silk slip, trapped inside the romance novel she had read the night before.
She was the doomed villainess.
And she had just executed the most pathetic plot in the book: hiding in the closet to seduce her cold, ruthless legal guardian, Hayward.
It was the exact move that got the original Helena thrown out on the street to die.
"Helena, your time is up. Get out."
Hayward's freezing voice came from the other side of the door.
He didn't just reject her. He threatened to strip her of her trust fund and permanently lock her in a psychiatric ward.
Everyone in the massive estate despised her, treating her like trash.
To force her to break, Hayward exiled her to the company's worst design department, a graveyard for corporate failures.
At the same time, her innocent step-sister, the novel's female lead, was being cornered and harassed by a predatory manager.
Helena was suffocating under the original owner's ruined reputation.
She was surrounded by hostile eyes, everyone just waiting for her to throw a tantrum and completely self-destruct.
Why should she be forced to pay the ultimate price for the original villain's deadly mistakes?
Instead of screaming or begging, Helena wrapped herself in an oversized coat and played the perfect, submissive lunatic to survive.
She completely flipped the script and took the terrified female lead under her wing.
When that manager tried to lay a hand on her new sister, Helena didn't hesitate to crush his foot with her stiletto.
7.2
A vampire-witch hybrid who sees her immortality as a curse, and a werewolf doomed to die young...
Katharina Haven has outlived countless empires, drifting through the centuries until even existence itself felt hollow. To her, immortality is nothing but a gilded prison, so she began to search for a way to escape it.
Yet answers continue to elude her.
Until the night a tiny, bleeding wolf pup collapses on her doorstep.
Xander Moonstone is no ordinary werewolf.
Afflicted by an ancient bloodline curse, he shrinks into a helpless pup on full moons, suffering agony that will eventually kill him long before his prime. Katharina saves him on impulse, unaware that from that moment-or perhaps long before-their fates had already begun to entwine.
But when her "little creature" unexpectedly shifts into a full-grown man in her arms, the fragile trust between them shatters and believing she'd been deceived, she drives him out.
Fate, however, is not so easily severed.
On the next full moon, Xander returns to her, bleeding and dying. And Katharina, against all logic, saves him again.
As she digs deeper into his condition, she uncovers the truth behind his curse... and also learns that a cure demands an unforgiving price.
To save him, she must die in his place.
For a woman who longs for either mortality or death, and a man fighting desperately to extend his fleeting life, their love may be the cruelest curse of all.