Page 99 of Alpha Theo

“Oh c’mon, you’re not gonna make me swim alone, are you?” he asks, that charming smile stretched across his lips.

I’m powerless to resist. I start toeing off my shoes, my eyes still locked on his. I’m used to being naked- nudity is normal for shifters- but for some reason I suddenly feel self-conscious, like my body’s unfit to be near this gorgeous man’s. I fiddle with the hem of my t-shirt, hesitating.

Theo must pick up on my discomfort because he gives me a little nod, spinning around and swimming out closer to the waterfall. While his back is turned, I quickly pull my shirt off, then my sports bra. I toss them to the ground, then tug my shorts and panties down together, stepping out of them and trotting over to the water’s edge, lowering myself into it quickly.

I let out a little puff of air when the cool water hits my skin, unprepared for the chill. The sound catches Theo’s attention and he starts to spin back around, so I lunge forward into the water, sinking down to my shoulders in the pool.

He swims over to me, a devilish look in his eye like a predator stalking prey. Once I’m within his reach, he grabs for my waist, pulling me closer as I let out a little yelp.

“Why do you want to hide from me?” he asks, pulling my back to his chest and tucking his chin over my shoulder.

“What do you mean?”

He sighs, and I can feel his warm breath beside my ear. “Your body. Why don’t you want me to see it?”

A shiver runs through me, and I don’t know if it’s the chill of the water or the feeling of his arm around my waist, his chest against my back.

“I don’t know,” I lie. The words are on the tip of my tongue, but I’m not sure if I can bring myself to say them. If I can’t even expose my body to him, how can I expose my soul?

Theo brings his other hand to my waist, spinning me around to face him. “Yes you do,” he says, his voice silky smooth. “Tell me.”

Those hazel eyes have me wanting to share all of my deepest truths, all of my most guarded secrets. I loop my arms around his neck, allowing my body to float weightlessly in the water across from him.

“Because…” I whisper. “I’ve seen some of the girls you’ve been with, Theo. And I’m…” I swallow hard, looking down into the water. “I’m not beautiful like them.”

Theo grips my waist tighter. “Are you fucking kidding me?”

My eyes fly up to meet his.

“You’resobeautiful, Brooke,” he declares, tipping his head forward to press his forehead against mine. “You’re stunning. Fuck, you’re so beautiful that it’s painful to look at you sometimes. Everything about you is beautiful, your mind, your face, your body…” He draws a ragged breath. “I have no idea why fate put you with a guy like me, but I feel so fucking lucky.”

My heart feels like it’s shattering and knitting itself tighter together at the same time- Theo has this incredible way of making me feel seen and heard, like I’m the most important thing in his universe.

I tip my chin up, pressing my lips to his. My eyes slide closed as I feel his lips move against mine, returning the kiss- gently at first, then harder, feverishly. Water splashes between us as I smash my chest against his, wrapping my legs around his waist, giving in to the sensations of the sparks between our lips, the heat rushing through my body.

Theo’s tongue finds mine, his hands sliding down my waist, under my butt. He squeezes my cheeks with both hands and I grind my hips forward into him, a shudder running through me as I feel his hardness against my belly.

I don’t know what’s come over me. It’s like all of these new sensations have unlocked a part of me that I didn’t know existed. I’m lost in the moment, in the feeling of our bodies intertwined in the cool water. Theo’s lips start to move down my jawline to my neck and I toss my head back, a soft moan escaping my mouth as I drag a hand from his neck down his chest, between our bodies. I feel the hardness of his chest, his abs, and then… his dick.

Theo’s body jerks as my fingertips graze the tip, his lips leaving my neck as his head snaps back and he blinks at me, his expression a strange mix of confusion and desire.

“Brooke,” he gasps as I move my fingertips down his shaft, wrapping my hand around his thick member. It’s both rock-hard and enormous- I can’t even get my hand all the way around it.

I’ve never done this before, but I know the gist of it. I slowly stroke my hand down his length, then back up, staring at him with lust-filled eyes.

A guttural sound falls from Theo’s lips as he grabs for my wrist, pulling my hand off of his dick. Then he scoops an arm under my butt, wrapping the other around my back, finding his footing on the bottom of the pool and lifting me out of the water. I wrap my legs around him and crush my lips against his as I feel him start striding through the water, carrying me.

I claw at his back, kissing him hungrily as he sets me down on the far edge of the swimming hole, breaking the kiss to take a small step back and look at me.

Nobody looks at me like Theo does. His eyes linger on my neck, my collarbone, my exposed breasts. I don’t know if it’s the surge of confidence from the way he’s looking at me or the sheer desire for this man that’s coursing through my body, but I suddenly feel sexy, wild. As he rakes his eyes down my body, I plant my palms in the moss behind me, arching my back and pressing my chest forward, slowly letting my knees fall apart.

Theo’s eyes swirl with copper shimmers as I spread them further, his gaze feasting on my most intimate parts. My own eyes travel down his muscular chest to his erection bobbing above the water, pointing in my direction.

A smirk spreads across my lips as I raise a hand, crooking a finger to beckon him toward me again. Water splashes as he surges forward, grabbing me by the waist and stamping his lips against mine in a hard, bruising kiss. His hands slide up to cup my breasts, then he starts roughly kneading them, moving his mouth down to nip at my neck.

I throw my head back, gasping for air. “Theo!”

Theo

---