Owned by the Alphas Novel Free by Jen Cooper

Filed to story: Owned by the Alphas Novel His touch was too much. I leaned down and kissed him, my hips moving faster as the heat and passion took over. The sensuality in each touch intensified. Something flared between us, a connection that I had with the other two, solidified with Zachariah too in those…

Filed to story: Owned by the Alphas Novel I was so wet, so desperate. And when I was sure I was going to come again, Atticus put me where Zachariah was, then pushed me down on him. It was tight–an intrusion that felt strange at first–until I was fully seated. I gasped and wiggled my…

Filed to story: Owned by the Alphas Novel Atticus scoffed. “So you get our Fox all to yourself? I don’t think so.” “I’m not afraid of your practices, Zachariah. I just don’t partake in them myself,” Dorian said sternly. I turned to Zach with a sly smile. “What practices?” Zachariah went over to a small…

Filed to story: Owned by the Alphas Novel “And beautiful,” he kissed me. I kissed him back and was prepared to convince him that bed was the better option when I heard Atticus’ booming laugh. I pulled back and looked towards the hut entrance. “They’re having breakfast with the others,” Zachariah explained. “And laughing with…

Filed to story: Owned by the Alphas Novel “I am trying to picture my life here. Or even in the Forest Territory, but I struggle. Wolves know their place; they have hobbies and things to keep them busy. I can’t imagine what I would do with myself with such freedoms,” I admitted, not sure how…

Filed to story: Owned by the Alphas Novel “I know, but it will help.” I hadn’t considered both at the same time, but it sounded amazing, so I nodded. Atticus slipped his fingers in my ass. I gasped, bucking against them both. Dorian’s brow was damp, and he kept going but stumbled. I almost dropped,…

Filed to story: Owned by the Alphas Novel “Mom,” Atticus warned. She winked at me before turning to her stew and serving it. She put it down and despite looking awful, it smelled delicious. “Mom makes jewelry, food, artwork, and everything else for the markets.” Atticus was already talking between mouthfuls. I smiled and started…

Filed to story: Owned by the Alphas Novel I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. I wasn’t sure how to just sing after intentionally not doing it for so long. I looked around us, eyed the forest, then cleared my throat. I tried again. But the sound was scratchy and harsh. “I don’t know…

Filed to story: Owned by the Alphas Novel So I stood up and went to one of the instruments hanging on the wall. I picked it off and carried it over to Atticus. He frowned at it and then at me. “Play something for me? I’d like to hear it.” He grabbed the instrument and…

Filed to story: Owned by the Alphas Novel He took over and slammed me down on him, thrusting up inside me so his piercing hit me right where I needed. I screamed and gripped the edge of the carriage shutter that was closed. I panted through the heat and release that washed through me. Zachariah…