Anarchy Found (SuperAlpha, #1)

“Jesus Christ, I want to fuck you hard.”


“Do it, Alpha. Do it and make me come. Make me come like I’ve been waiting for it my whole life.”

We moan together when I finally slip inside her wet folds and this makes me reach around and grab her throat. She gasps, and I go still. “I won’t hurt you,” I whisper.

“I don’t care if you do,” she replies. “Give it to me the way you like it, Alpha. Just give it to me now.”

I thrust hard, making her yelp, the wave of inhibition sickness building inside me so I have to ease up. I can’t even fuck her the way I want because of the shit they did.

“Don’t think about them, Lincoln.” I know she says my real name to snap me back. And that’s enough for now. She knows this is the real me. She knows me better than anyone, and no amount of time apart will ever be able to take that away.

I ease inside her deeper, going slow, and this time everything goes blank. The past fades. The present blinks out like a light. And the future is so far away from where I’m at right now, I don’t give one fuck about the consequences of this night.

Or what I’m about to do.

Because I want her. I want her now and I want her forever.

So I reach down and play with her clit as I growl, “My Omega.”

And she says, “Yours.”

One word. I am undone. One word that might change my life forever. One word that might ruin everything. One word.

She has so much power over me and she doesn’t even know it.

I take her slowly, back and forth. Long pulls and deep pushes. And then I go faster. Short bursts back and forth. She presses her ass against me, asking for it. Begging me for it until she screams my name. Her * clamps against my cock like a vice and I fuck her until everything explodes.





Because I love You



Because I Love You





Chapter Twenty-Eight - Molly




Lincoln pulls me close and our hearts race with the aftermath of lovemaking.

How quickly life changes. Before I came into this cave I was alone and now I feel like maybe… I mean, I know it’s stupid—he’s crazy, and even though we were so close as kids, we’ve been apart for fifteen years—but I really feel like I have a partner. My memories are still blurred. Not quite fitting together properly, like trying to fit the wrong piece in a puzzle. But the basics are there. He is the only reason I lived. I have always known that there was something missing inside me.

“I’m gonna keep you here,” he says in a low grumble that tells me he’s thinking of falling asleep. “Women don’t need to work. They belong barefoot in the Batcave.” I turn my head a little to try to see his face over my shoulder and he starts laughing. “Hey, you’re the one who wanted me to be Alpha. That’s who he is.”

I snuggle up to his chest and a smile leaks out. “You’re wrong. I know I don’t remember as much as you, but I remember enough to know you’d be good to me.”

“Hold that thought, gun girl. Just hold onto it until morning. Because I’m dead tired and we still have a lot to talk about. But I’m definitely not gonna think about that until I get some sleep, wake up, and fuck you one more time.”

God. I could almost go again right now. He’s so fucking hot. His arms are like cannons. Iron-hard biceps that wrap me up and make me feel safe and protected. I don’t think I’ve ever felt as relaxed as I do right now. His chest and abs are corded muscle. Deep valleys and granite hills that make me feel safe from everything I’ve ever feared.

“Promise me you’ll be here when I wake up.”

“I promise,” I whisper, my eyes heavy and my body satisfied. “Everything can wait until tomorrow.”

“That’s my girl,” he mumbles.

He drifts off soon after, but sleep eludes me. My mind is too busy to give in right now. My whole life is flashing before my eyes. All the good, and there was a lot of that. I was loved by the Masters family. And I was cared for like I was their own daughter.

Will was my best friend all growing up. We were five years apart and I loved him so much. A part of me wonders if I didn’t unconsciously remember what Alpha meant to me. If I didn’t replace Lincoln with Will. Both older, both fearless, both looking out for me.

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