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We sit in silence for a few minutes, listen to the birds chirping. I start forming a plan in my mind of how I might be able to help Brooke integrate her wolf better. Since I struggled with my own back in the day, I’m willing to bet that I might have some pointers and techniques she hasn’t yet tried.

“I think I’ve always tried to project a different version of myself to the world,” Brooke says quietly. “So they’d think I was perfect. But I’ve always been wound too tight, afraid of my own shadow. Crippled by my insecurities.”

“What do you have to be insecure about?” I ask dubiously. “You’re amazing, Brooke. You’re gorgeous, you’re the smartest person I know…”

“That comment I made yesterday, it came from a place of insecurity,” Brooke interrupts, shaking her head. “About the girls you’ve been with.”

I press my lips into a tight line. I wish I could take it all back- every single one of those nameless, faceless she-wolves that I fucked before Brooke.

“None of them meant anything to me,” I mutter. “They just wanted to have sex with an alpha. They didn’t like me, didn’t want to be with me… they just wanted a quick lay, and that’s all I ever wanted, too. They meant nothing to me, and you mean everything. So you have nothing to be insecure about.”

Brooke heaves a sigh. “I guess I just keep getting in my own head about your… experience. Trying to measure up. Afraid that I never will.”

I shake my head. “There’s nothing to measure up to. I might’ve been your first when it comes to sex, but you were my first for everything else. My first female friend, my first date. The first girl I’ve ever actually cared about or respected. You know you’re the first girl I’ve ever spent the night with?” I ask, hooking my chin over her shoulder again. “And last night was the first time I’ve ever spent the night with someonewithouthaving sex.”

I hate being this vulnerable, spilling my guts. But this is what we need- to put it all out there, so we stop having these stupid arguments about things that don’t matter. Then even if it does go down in flames, I’ll know I gave it everything I had.

“Really?” she asks, craning her neck to look at me, blinking those bright blue eyes.

“Yeah,” I breathe. “Like I said last night, you’re it for me, Brooke. If anyone should be insecure, it’s me. I mean, you’re amazing, and I’m…” I swallow hard, struggling to find the words. Afraid to say them. “I feel like I’ll never be able to measure up, be the guy that you deserve. I know how much of a fuck-up I am, I’ve heard it my whole life.”

“You’renot, though,” Brooke says quickly, reaching back to stroke my stubbly jawline. “You’ve gotta stop believing what your dad says. He doesn’t know you, not like I do.You’reamazing, too.”

I sigh. “I just wish he’d believe in me like you do. That he’d believe that I’ve got what it takes to be alpha based on my own merit, that he’d realize I’m trying.” I squeeze her a little tighter. “So see? We’ve both got shit to work through.”

Brooke turns around in my arms so she’s facing me, draping her legs over my thighs. “Theo…” she whispers, looping her arms around my neck. “You’re it for me, too.” She pauses, drawing a breath. “And I’m all in, if you’ll give me another chance. We can work through our stuff together.”

The corner of my mouth ticks up into a half-smile. “Make each other stronger? Isn’t that what they say about the mate bond?”

She grins. “Exactly. So whaddya say, kid?” she asks, waggling her eyebrows, imitating me. “Can I get another chance or what?”

I let out a laugh, scooping my arms around her waist. She’s so fucking cute when she does that.

I yank her into my chest, crushing my lips against hers, answering her question with my kiss. I kiss her hard, like I mean it, bruising her lips, tangling our tongues.

The kiss escalates quickly. Suddenly she has her legs wrapped around my waist, her chest pressed against mine, grinding her core over my lap as my dick strains against the zipper of my jeans. We claw at each other’s clothes, her pushing my jacket off of my shoulders, yanking it down around my arms. I take my hands off of her momentarily to shrug out of it, let it fall to the dirt, and then I’m pulling hers off and tossing it aside.

Without missing a beat, I reach for the hem of her shirt, drag it off overhead. She’s wearing one of those sexy little bralettes again, and after taking a moment to appreciate how hot she looks in it, I tug that off, too, lifting her by the hips and attaching my mouth to one of her peach-tipped nipples. I suck and nip at it gently, squeezing her other boob roughly with my hand- then switch and do the same thing on the other side while Brooke tosses her head back, breath catching on a sigh.

I gaze up at Brooke, start kneading her tits with both hands. “Have I told you how much I love these?”

She giggles, tangling her fingers in my hair. “Once or twice.”

Then her mouth’s on mine again, her hands clawing at my t-shirt. I yank it off, toss it aside, and pull her in roughly, her soft chest slamming against mine. I love the feeling of her bare skin up against my chest, under my hands.

“You gotta take these jeans off, baby,” I growl. “I gotta have you, right here, right now.”

She scoots back on my lap, her eyes clouded with desire as she starts unfastening her jeans. Then I help her pull them off- it’s clumsy, frantic, and then she’s scooting back up in nothing but her panties, fumbling with the button on my jeans, sliding down the zipper. Pulling my boxers down far enough for my cock to spring free, standing at attention for her.

I immediately grab her by the waist, pull her into my chest again. Position her over my dick. I tease her a little bit first, though- I cruise a hand down into her panties, find her hard little clit and rub it gently as I kiss her neck. Run my fingers along her slick entrance, drive myself crazy feeling how wet she is for me. Slide her panties to the side before I lower her onto my throbbing cock.

My eyes roll back in my head as I push all the way in, her internal walls gripping my dick like a tight fist. So wet, so warm, so… “Ughn,” I moan. “You’re so fucking tight.”

Heaven. Her pussy is heaven on earth, and I never wanna leave.

Brooke undulates her hips as I move her up and down over my length, the sexiest little moans and cries falling from her lips.

Fuck. She feels incredible. I can’t do much from this position though, and I want to rail hard, rough, make her scream.

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