My Hot Alpha

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"Let me get dressed and I'll be right out". "I'll find us a film".

Once I put my things into the bedroom, I made my way to the living room area. He was sat searching through Netflix. I didn't think you would be able to get Wi-Fi out here. "Hey". I sat beside him.

"Netflix is rubbish. I swear you spend more time looking for stuff to watch than actually watching". He sat the remote a side. "You would tell me if you didn't want to be here, wouldn't you?". I frowned. He thought I didn't want to be here?

I grabbed a hold of his hand making him look at me. I didn't want to be anywhere but here with him. "There's nowhere else I'd rather be".

"Then talk to me. Tell me what you're thinking, feeling. I want to make sure you're happy and that you're not doing this just for me".

"I've had sex with one person. I have little to no experience. For some reason it feels like my first time. I'm nervous, shoot me". I rolled my eyes. I wasn't used to him wanting to talk about my feelings. I wasn't big on telling him what was going on inside my crazy head. This full moon was driving me nuts.

A chuckle fell from his lips. "You sure do have a way with words". He squeezed my hand. "Feels like my first time to".

"Don't make fun of me". I huffed taking my hand back.

"Baby-....

"Sex is a big deal for me". Regardless of us being mates, I didn't just sleep with anyone. This was us taking the next step. I would be acting this way even if this was a normal relationship. "It's a big deal for me as well".

sure

I shouldn't have

don't mean when I'm nervous and it usually turns into an

to facepalm

really just

"Was that

wanted to have our own little high together because I knew s*x with Jake was going to be the best I would ever have. "I really, really want to have sex with you

both as bad as each other only Jake was

taking this next step

Yes, we were.

to shower. Try and find something to

stronger. I could feel it under my skin. The tingles, the hotness, and let's not forget the burning feeling in the pit of my stomach. It was like a niggle,

as painful as last

jacket for my phone. I hadn't looked at it since we got here. I also put it on do not

the message, I thought as much. She was letting me know this was the number I could contact her

Leaving, to then being unreachable to then contacting

checked through my Facebook, clearing the notifications and then put my phone away. It felt like

the blanket from the couch I wrapped it around my shoulders and went to make some tea. I found myself standing at