Dakota Sentry: Alpha

"Name's Dakota." he says when he realizes you are too frozen to speak, "I'm going to guess you're Rowan? The future pack leader?"

You nod silently, eyes locked onto his prick. This man, Dakota... He's an Alpha. His cock is larger and thicker than any you've ever seen and his knot is already starting to show. It's intimidating to see it. You know Zackary planned this, probably hoped that spreading a little Alpha seed in your pack would strengthen the deal.

"Then let's get started Pretty Boy." he says, sauntering over to you before leaning in to whisper in your ear, "We've got two whole days to have as much sex as we can handle. I don't want to waste a second of it."

You can't take your eyes off of him, almost not believing you are going to breed with an Alpha. They were so rare and packs rarely shared the ones they had, not wanting to risk making future rivals stronger. The Red Fang must truly be **** if they were allowing you to breed with him.

He pushes you onto the bed and wastes no time. He rips off your shirt, completely destroying the article of clothing with his inhumane strength. Your pants and underwear soon follow, leaving you completely on display.