My life is tied to an overprotective Alpha, but he never takes me the way I crave in bed. Utterly frustrated and secretly in heat, I have had enough of those useless rubber toys that fail to stretch me the way I need. I crave the real thing, and it has to be massive.

It took only a moment of weakness, a downloaded app, and a stranger's bold claim to unravel everything I thought satisfied me. One little lie about running to the supermarket for chocolate, and I stand at a stranger's door, desperate to be ruined forever.

But the moment I sink to my knees and take in the sheer, veined proof of his pride, I realize this was never going to be simple. One taste of his potent scent and punishing size, and I know a few stolen hours will never be enough. My husband expects me home any minute. Yet after feeling what it means to be claimed by a real Alpha, I am no longer sure that is where I belong.