

The Alpha Bully's Obsession
Nita Ogueri · Completed · 179.5k Words
Introduction
Shunned, a half-caste omega and dirt-poor, I have gotten used to the dirty stares people throw my way. And even though I try to ignore the taunts, it’s impossible. Now, my mom has gotten a job as a maid in the alpha’s house. It is a big deal and I should be elated. I was but no longer. How can I when the alpha’s son, devilishly handsome Vincenzo has placed me on his bully list?
He desires to bend me to his will. To be a puppet, a mere slave to slake his lust on. Try as I might to run far away from his cold smiles and wandering hands, I can’t. Trapped is what I am.
~Vincenzo Moreno
They call me a beautiful bastard. Heartless. Ruthless. Wicked. I am and I'm out for her blood. Despite the fact that she is a nobody, my wolf still craves for her and I will do all I can to make her mine. Because, what I want, I get and I want her. To immerse myself in the innocent wreck that she is. If I should ruin her in the process then, so be it. After all, she is my possession, mia innocente bella.
Chapter 1
Vincenzo Moreno
Twist it in any way you like, call them whatever you wanted but I stood on my decision. All women were only good for one thing- fucking their head off.
"Come here, puta," I growled, fisting my erection, my eyes not for one second leaving the tempting shape of her bared breast or the glistening hair nestled between her thighs.
The she-wolf grinned, a coy smile on her face as she walked towards me, her steps seductive. Now within only a hairsbreadth of me, she trailed a finger down my chest to my raging arousal.
"Let me take care of this for you," she whispered, softly nibbling my ear as her hand grazed my erection.
In a swift motion, I clutched her neck, rubbing my nose against her rose scented skin, my voice gruff as I grunted, "Are you sure you can handle me?"
"Yes, alpha." There was a mischievous glint in her eyes as she said this, then she bent down and took my 9 inches hard-on into her mouth.
For a second, the cynic in me thought she wouldn't be able to swallow my full girth. Girls always shied away from taking my full length into their mouth. But that thought was wiped away the moment I watched my length slide through her lips, then bump against her throat. She was really the perfect definition of a slut.
I shut my eyes tight, relishing the feel of her warm mouth over my cock. Gripping her hair tightly, I tugged her face forward, driving my hard-on into that sweet, moist mouth of hers. Fast. Raw. Hard.
My wolf howled, reveling in the heady sensation that swarmed through our whole being. The red-haired she-wolf, I hadn't cared to know her name- increased her pace, gaggling and tickling my balls as well.
When the tingling sensations became too much to bear, I reared my head back, growling as I cummed, spilling warm spurts of white jizz in her mouth.
She knelt down, still between my thighs. A glorious mess, she was, with her hair in disarray, my cum sprayed all over her body.
Her eyes were upon me, a come hither sigh which said "Fuck me." depicted in them.
I never obeyed orders, never did, but this was one command I would gladly do.
I stood up to my full height. "On the table with your ass up."
"Yes alpha." Like an obedient puppy, she scrambled to the table, her hands flat against its surface and her ass up.
Roving my eyes against her flawless body, the smooth round curve of her ass, I felt another raw surge of lust. My dick throbbed, hard as fuck.
Grabbing her ass, I ran a finger over her hips and down to her clit. She was ready, wet with moisture. Such a needy slut.
With no foreplay or heads-up, I slammed my cock into her, my sharp thrust earning an excited gasp from her.
Slapping sounds of our skin could only be heard as I thrusted into her deeply, driving as fast as I could, the only thought in my mind, the urge to reach climax. If the she-wolf didn't come before I did, that was no concern of mine.
Angling in, I pushed my hips forward, a groan escaping my lips at how tight her pussy walls clamped on my dick. The girl moaned loudly, her moans irritating the shit out of me.
With the sound we were making, it was a wonder none of the servants had ventured into the dining room, to know who or what was making such animal noises. And even if they did, they had no say in the matter, not when I was their future alpha and lord.
"Shut your mouth whore. You only make a sound when I want you to," I growled, driving even faster, the pleasure much more intense than before.
She whimpered in reply, pushing her behind into mine, so as to gain maximum satisfaction from my aggressive pounding. "Harder, please. I need more."
I didn't heed her words. With one final plunge, I came then pulled my cock out, shooting loads and loads of hot cum on her backside.
The red-haired slumped on the table, face up, an annoyed expression on her face. "But I didn't come."
I shot her a deadly glare. "Your work here is done. If you didn't cum, then make yourself cum."
"How?" A pout formed on her lips as she grazed my cum on the side of her hip with her finger and sucked it off. "I think I would come faster with you in me again."
She cupped her breasts, rolling the rock-hard pink nipples between the tips of her finger. If she was trying to be seductive, she was failing sorely.
I rolled my eyes, my urge to fuck sated and not in the mood to swap body fluids again. "Out."
A frown marred her face as she got off the table and walked in my direction. Now directly in my view, she uttered softly, "Why so gloomy? Hmm? I know you want me."
She rounded my body, her gaze lingering on my cock that hung limp, uninterested.
What was it about women who thought that once they had sex with you, that they had you under their control? It was not only dumb but repulsive as fuck.
I regarded her through bored eyes, a tick growing on my jaw. Earlier, when she'd shown up to the pack house, she appeared gorgeous and sexy as hell, her curve outlined in the next to nothing sheer gown she wore, but now, she appeared pathetic. Hair bedraggled, cum dripping all over her and the musky scent of hot sex clouding my senses. Needless to say, I was hit with a sour taste of aversion.
The desperate look in her eyes heightened when she noticed my shuttered expression. I didn't know what gave her the audacity but she dared to put her hand on my lips, bringing her face forward as if to kiss me.
'No way. No fucking way is she kissing us, Enzo,' my wolf, Russo piped up. He too was disgusted as well.
I didn't kiss sluts or the whores that graced my bed and if this puta thought she stood a chance, she was in for a surprise.
"Bitch your hands off me," I spat, flinging her wandering hands away. "Like I said, your work here is done now."
Maybe she had a hearing difficulty or was dumb as fuck because the bitch tried once again to fucking caress my face. That did it.
I let the rage fuelling in my wolf, come to the surface, that dark animalistic part of me making my eyes glow red and claws emerge from the tips of my palms.
"I said, get your fucking hands away from-" I didn't get to finish my sentence when I heard a gasp from behind.
With a swift turn of my head, I cast my eyes on the intruder, itching to know who'd dared interrupt me. It was another she-wolf. A red, blushing she-wolf who was stuttering at the moment as she looked at us. Embarrassed and probably not used to the sight of feasting her eyes on such a magnificent male as me, she fixed her eyes to the ground, frantically twisting her two thumbs together.
"I'm s-s-sorry, so sorry for barging in. I was looking for my bracelet and I thought it-it- would be in here... I'm so sorry, so very s-s-sorry."
I eyed her, still ticked off as hell. Petite and hair, a mass of black curls, her form was covered in a baggy gown that hid whatever curves she might possess. I couldn't make sense of her facial features as she still stared fixedly at the floor, face as red as a cherry.
A sour scent of nervousness and something else, the sweet, pungent aroma of tangy vanilla swept through the room and if I hadn't been on the watch, I would have been knocked off by such an arousing scent. Only one person could have such a scent. My-
'Mate,' my wolf howled in joy, completing the sentence for me. What the fuck? I was about to call her back but she'd already fled, muttering a tiny, "I will be going now."
Mate? That had to be the most unbelievable statement my wolf has made in our life. But if she was my mate, who was she and where the hell had she come from?!
Last Chapters
#119 Who are you?
Last Updated: 5/13/2025#118 please come back
Last Updated: 5/13/2025#117 rescue
Last Updated: 5/13/2025#116 labour cramps
Last Updated: 5/13/2025#115 leonardo
Last Updated: 5/13/2025#114 the right thing
Last Updated: 5/13/2025#113 anti-hero
Last Updated: 5/13/2025#112 betrayed
Last Updated: 5/13/2025#111 a lead
Last Updated: 5/13/2025#110 promise them
Last Updated: 5/13/2025
You Might Like 😍
The Luna's Vampire Prince
His hand is cool when it brushes a loose curl from my cheek, but I don’t jerk away from him. I have no idea what’s going on. I don’t understand why I’m here. I don’t know what will happen tomorrow. It seems like a lot of powerful people want me—dead or alive. And yet, all I can think about right now is how badly I want this vampire’s hands on my body.
I live in a desolate village on the edge of the Vampire King’s lands. This used to be wolf shifter territory, but now, we are just trying to survive.
When I mess up and find myself in a culling, I know I’m dead. No wolf shifters ever survive these events.
And after the stunt I pulled in the middle of the village, Prince Rafe probably wants me dead.
Is it a good thing or a bad thing when a vampire looks at you like you’re a snack?
Something tells me, once I reach the castle, I’ll be missing my miserable existence in the village.
But then—it turns out I have no freaking idea who I even am, and when the royals start referring to me as Princess Ainslee, I realize my life is about to take a turn—for better or worse.
Stuck With My Three Hottie Boss
"Do you want that, buttercup? Do you want us to give your little cunt what it craves?"
"Y…yes, sir." I breathed
Joanna Clover's hard work through university paid off when she got a secretary job offer to her dream company, Dangote Group of Industries. The company is owned by three mafia heirs, they don't only own a joint business, they are also lovers and had been together since their college days.
They are sexually attracted to one another but they share everything together including women and they change them like clothes. They are known as the world's most dangerous playboys.
They want to share her but will she accept the fact that they fuck each other?
Will she be able to navigate business and pleasure?
She has never been touched by a man before let alone three, all at the same time. Will she oblige?
Unwanted Mate Of The Lycan Kings
Upon meeting the three Lycan kings, Zirah learns that the Kings are no prince charmings. That this would be no fairy tale love story, but one where her life is constantly balanced on the sharp edge of a knife's blade. A knife that is poised to take her life or leave her horribly broken. The Kings want nothing to do with her or each other and plan to get rid of her.
What they don't expect is for Zirah to fight back, only she plays with something far more dangerous than weapons. She’ll play with their hearts.
Zirah has to pick one King, but secrets will be revealed, and the battle between the Kings will be for more than just the throne. They will battle for the queen that they tried to break. But there's just one issue: Zirah wants revenge, and what better revenge than taking away their precious throne?
A FORCED CONTRACT MARRIAGE WITH THE DEVIL
MXM R18+
A FORCED CONTRACT MARRIAGE WITH THE DEVIL.
I sucked in my breath when he all of a sudden took hold of my jaw and kept my other hand above my head" "Let go of me, you devil," I beat against his chest repeatedly. I wanted to shove him off me but he didn't even budge a bit. Within minutes , l brought my knee up and kicked him in the shin. As soon as I did, he groaned out in pain and I took that as an opportunity to free myself from his grasp. I rushed quickly to the other side of the room desperate to get away from him.
He wasn't going to do as he pleases with me and yet we are fellow men
An Ice Queen for sale
Alice is an eighteen-year-old, beautiful figure skater. Her career is just about to climax when her cruel stepfather sells her to a wealthy family, the Sullivans, to become the wife of their youngest son. Alice assumes that there is a reason a handsome man wants to marry a strange girl, especially if the family is part of a well-known criminal organisation. Will she find the way to melt the ice cold hearts, to let her go? Or will she be able to escape before it’s too late?
V for Virgin!
Yes, I'm that girl.
That weird girl that always asks for the impossible and just happens to be secretly in love with her oblivious--rightfully so--best friend. Woe isn't my name though. It's Cassie.
And with my impromptu agreement to be a surrogate mother due to financial instability, I'm in a bind. Losing my virginity to a baby is not my cherry-picking dream. I have maybe a month to get him to agree before the in vitro process starts. Of course, he and his boyfriend know absolutely none of this. [M/F/M]
The Wolf Prophies
Fake Dating Alpha Hockey Captain
When you're being pestered by your ex to get back together, he shows up and tells your ex to fuck off.
Your ex says, I know this is just a deal and you can't possibly like her.
Him (kisses you in front of everyone): A deal, Like this?
Up North
My hands move from his jaw to his hair, tagging at its ends. His hands travel down my body and pull the material from my shirt up my body, he places a wet kiss right beside my belly button. I tense as I let out a gasp. He makes his way up, showering my stomach with slow kisses, studying my body as he goes until the shirt is completely off and his mouth is on my neck.
Aelin has been mistreated by her pack for as long as she can remember, but as the threats of the Vampire Kingdom becomes more and more palpable, her pack has to call the Northerners to help them train and prepare for the Vampire Kingdom. What happens when the Northern Alpha takes a liking to Aelin?
Bonded to My Ex's Alpha Brother
The problem is, he's the brother of my ex-boyfriend Bradley.
As a lowly Omega werewolf, I have no right to desire a union with a superior wolf, especially this Alpha leader. Derek Stone isn't just the leader of the Darkwood Pack; he's also a formidable business tycoon. His reputation for ruthlessness makes other packs tremble.
But the ancient werewolf law is clear: if a Pack Alpha rejects his Soul Bond, a curse will descend upon us both.
When Derek suddenly hires me as his assistant secretary, I find myself in a dangerous game. Daily close contact makes the wolf inside me excited, while his cold attitude breaks my heart. Is he deliberately torturing me, or is there something more complex hidden beneath his icy exterior?
As the attraction between us grows stronger, I must make a choice: continue to endure this painful connection, find a way to break the Soul Bond, or make the Pack Alpha fall in love with me and accept me as his Soul Bond.
Heartsong
I looked strong, and my wolf was absolutely gorgeous.
I looked to where my sister is sitting and her and the rest of her posse have jealous fury on their faces. I then look up to where my parents are and they're glaring at my picture, if looks alone could set shit on fire.
I smirk at them then I turn away to face my opponent, everything else falling away but what was here on this platform. I take my skirt and cardigan off. Standing in just my tank and capris, I move into a fighting position and wait for the signal to start -- To fight, to prove, and not hide myself anymore.
This was going to be fun. I thought, a grin on my face.
This book ”Heartsong” contains two books “Werewolf’s Heartsong” and “Witch’s Heartsong”
Mature Audience Only: Contains mature luangege, sex, abuse and violence
Secrets of Us: A Forbidden Love Romance
He’s angry from the conversation last night. I can feel it, I can see it in his dark eyes. It’s only confirmed when he slams into me without preparing me.
I cry out and he soothes me with kisses on my neck and nibbles on my skin. Still he doesn’t slow down. He starts at a quick pace, at a strength that already has my legs trembling.
I grab onto his shoulders, cries leaving my lips every time he slams into me. It turn wet, not from the water, but from how much he makes my pussy happy.
Alina leaves everything she knows behind after she is in a terrible car accident that tears her family apart. A new home, a new school and a fractured relationship with her mother are only the beginning of the things this change will throw her way. Immediately she catches the attention of three men, and she can’t deny what she feels for them, too. Quickly, and much to her demise, she finds out that their lives are much more intertwined than she would have ever hoped for. She had hoped to discover herself in this new place, but everything only tears her apart. Who will she choose between Zaid, the bad boy, Aiden, her sweet jock, and Jake, and older man who can't seem to keep his hands off of her?