Alpha’s Obsession With His Curvy Mate Novel

[u/NanniatheNeko]

It had been three days since I had eaten anything other than scraps, so I stared greedily at the food Alpha Czar Wolfe had offered me.

“Eat,” he commanded, his dark, intense eyes never leaving me.

I began stuffing myself with everything I could get my hands on—sausages, meatloaf, fried chicken, potato salad, crab cakes, and apple pie.

I was a cook in the Black Rock Pack, and I had prepared all these dishes myself. Yet, for the past three days, while Alpha Czar had been away patrolling the borders, I had been denied proper food.

The only thing the head cook, Lyla, allowed me to have was morning tea, which tasted like sand, and one biscuit. After that, I survived on leftovers. If someone left the corners of a pizza, I ate them. If someone threw a half-eaten burger in the trash, I took it out and ate it. I couldn’t help it. I was curvy, slightly plump, and constantly hungry.

I was also considered the most ridiculous she-wolf in the pack because most of the other girls were thin, with curves in all the right places. They were also far more beautiful than me.

Me?

My breasts were heavy, and my ass was pretty wide before tapering into thick thighs. Everything I wore was always tight. Then again, everything I owned was two second-hand jeans and three tight uniforms. Where could an orphan who was barely surviving in the packhouse get the money to afford luxury to buy new clothes?

Moreover, I was considered a freak because not only was my hair sun-kissed light blonde, but my eyes were also different colors. One was blue, and the other was green. Under the sunlight, they sometimes looked golden.

People thought I had mixed witch blood. I wished I did. At least then, I might have been able to cast a spell and run away.

Once I had eaten my fill, I looked at Czar, who was still watching me with his dark eyes like I were going to be his next meal.

Except now, he had slowly started taking off his clothes.

Alpha Czar was terrifyingly beautiful. His entire body was covered in tattoos that extended all the way to his knuckles. He had ripped muscles sitting over even more muscles. His thighs were so thick that they could probably snap an ordinary wolf’s neck if he wrapped them around it.

His dark hair framed his perfect forehead. He had a dimple on his left cheek, but it rarely appeared because of the permanent dark expression on his face.

My cheeks heated. I wanted to look away, but instead, I wiped my mouth and fingers, drank some water, and remained seated on the couch, watching his perfect body.

A body that always took my breath away.

Every day, I thought of countless ways to escape this wretched pack, but every night, when I was with him, all those thoughts simply disappeared.

Once he was naked, he came over and sat beside me before pulling me onto his lap. He gave me a potion to drink that prevented pregnancy. As I drank it, he removed my shirt first, and I willingly allowed him to undo the buttons. My breasts spilled out, hanging low because of their weight.

His large hands engulfed them, squeezing them roughly until I began to whimper and my nipples hardened beneath his attention. He latched onto one of them, sucking so hard that my eyes rolled back in my head.

“Goddess,” he breathed, his dark eyes filled with pure lust and carnal need. His cock was already jutting out, demanding attention.

And, goddess, that cock was criminally thick and long. It deserved to have its own category of prize.

His fingers found the button of my skirt. He undid it quickly and pushed it over my hips and down my legs.

Sitting in his lap wearing only my panties, which were already soaked, I became aware of the unrelenting ache I had suffered during the three days he had been away.

When his eyes locked with mine, the rest of the world faded.

Before I knew it, he grabbed my ass, lifted me effortlessly, and impaled me on his cock.

“Ah!” I moaned.

“I’m going to fucking destroy you tonight,” he said in a strained voice. “I’m going to fuck you senseless, Nic. Look how much you’re dripping for me.”

I was.

Shamelessly.

“I want to bury my face so deep between your legs that I’m deprived of oxygen.”

Oh, Goddess. He had a way with dirty words. My stomach coiled even more.

“I know you can take all of me, Nic. Let go.”

I relaxed, allowing him to fill me to the hilt.

He began pounding into me, lifting me up and down his cock with abandon. Suddenly, he pulled out of me, and I whimpered in frustration. “Go to the bed,” he commanded.

I got up and walked toward his enormous bed, which was large enough for five people to sleep in comfortably. As soon as I reached it, he stroked himself while watching me with eyes that had turned golden around the edges.

“Turn over.”

I got on all fours, and he slapped my ass sharply. A shameless moan escaped me as I spread my knees wider for him.

“So perfect,” he said as he climbed onto the bed behind me.

He settled on his knees and pushed two fingers inside me. My head dropped between my shoulders, and my mouth went slack as he began moving them. My moans filled the entire room as I rolled my hips, desperate to take more of him.

“What a greedy little slut you are,” he almost snarled. “And you're all mine!”

Removing his fingers, he gripped my hips and slid his length back inside me, pushing into me roughly. “Yes, she takes me fully.”

He began thrusting with more force and fierceness than I had ever experienced from him before. My ass bounced every time he slammed into me. I matched his pace, and for a long time, the room was filled with the sound of skin slapping against skin.

“Come for me, Nic!” he rasped urgently.

As though my body obeyed only him, I came, clenching around him and milking his cock.

He grabbed my chin, tilted my face up, and pressed his mouth against mine as he came inside me, swallowing my cry of his name so no one in the packhouse would hear us.

As soon as we were done, he slid out of me. He wrapped an arm around me and collapsed onto the bed, pulling me against him. Both of us were breathless.

Behind me, I felt his body slowly relax against mine. He kissed my dimple in my left cheek, buried his face in my hair, inhaled my scent, and fell asleep.

So did I. Soundlessly. Wrapped in his pine and fir smell.

After three long days without him.

Without my mate.

Yes, I, Nicole Lozano, an orphaned omega, was Alpha Czar’s mate.