Swimming With His Mate

Book:Mated To The Big Bad Alpha Published:2024-8-20

Alpha Knight was waiting patiently for her, his arms still crossed. She bit her lower lip and crouched down again to fully remove her socks. She laid them gently on the jacket she had tossed to the ground earlier. Then she straightened up and held her t-shirt to pull it off.
“Turn around,” she told him.
He cocked his head sideways and raised his brow at her.
“Why?” he asked.
Well, she was his mate. But still, she didn’t want to undress in front of him already. It was just a few days she knew who he was to her. She wasn’t that cheap!
Her wolf literally rolled her eyes. Olive who used to sleep with strange men for The Vrek Cult?
Alpha Knight chuckled as he saw her hesitation. He turned around and she hurriedly removed her shirt, exposing her black lacy bra cupping her womanly moulds.
“Don’t turn until I’m in the water,” she ordered.
“Aye aye, mate,” the amused Wayne replied. Yes, he was amused. A minute ago she was lusting over his body and now she was extremely shy of him. Women would do anything to make him watch them undress for him. But here was his mate making him turn.
Olive removed the hook on her jeans and gently pulled it down. She was boring holes into Wayne’s head, to make sure he wouldn’t peek at her at all.
She pulled away the jeans and folded them neatly unto the clothes on the ground. She sighed as she looked at her bare body. Thank God she had found and worn the underwears Wayne had bought the first day they met.
Slowly, she took gentle steps and entered the water. Surprisingly, the ice cold water was warm. Like, really warm. How did that happen?
She stood still and moved her feet in the clear water, wondering how it turned warm. She didn’t realize Wayne had turned around and was awestruck at what he saw.
His mouth fell open, he got goosebumps and an instant hard-on at the sight of Olive’s creamy skin.
Gosh! His mate was beautiful. Sexy!
She was really busty, as her God-given were protruding beautifully from her bra. He could as well bury his head in between them and not be found.
Her tummy was very slender, with a vertical spaced bellybutton gracing it. Her hips spread out graciously, and he knew he would be a dead man if she should cat walk dressed like that.
Olive still didn’t notice him looking as she turned around to pick a pebble underneath the water. His fingers curled into his palm as he saw his mate’s back view. Her waist was slender, then enough flesh was carved out down it and it was alluring. If he could just slap it and see it vibrate. Or if he could just grab her and sink his fingers in that soft flesh. Eish, bad thoughts! But it wasn’t his fault, was it? He could blame it on the matebond even though he’d still most likely feel this way if she wasn’t his mate. That’s how perfect she was.
Olive crouched down to take the pebble, and her thighs flatten. Her smooth behind curved against her legs and he immediately saw himself-
“Shit! No,” he cussed under his breath and looked away.
Olive heard him and she immediately stood straight and looked at him.
“I’m sorry. I saw a fine pebble,” she apologized, thinking he was impatiently waiting. His face was already turned around so she had no idea what she just made him pass through. She waddled across to him and the water covered her up to her stomach. She began to swim and he turned to look at her.
She giggled and dived underneath. He stayed still and waited for her to come out. When she did, his eyes traced down to the now wet breasts glistening in the almost set sun.
“Come here,” he said to her.
“What is it?” she asked but nonetheless swam to him. He placed his palms on her shoulder and turned her around. His arm pulled her body to his and encircled her. Their legs were going back and forth in the water, balancing them.
Wayne brought his face to her side, just above her shoulder. The body contact caused heat to rupture through Olive’s body. His muscular chest and stomach were hugging her bare back.
Before Olive could ask why he came into that position with her, she felt his hand touch her back slightly.
“I want to see your hair down,” he whispered into her ear. Cold shivers ran down her spine as his fingers began to unbraid her hair, touching her back slightly.
“Let me…let me do that,” she stuttered and was about to move. But he held her even closer to himself and continued to undo her braid. Olive moved her waist a little because of how his traveling fingers were brushing against her and causing her to shiver.
A groan escaped his lips as she had just rubbed her backside against his throbbing manhood. Her eyes widened at his sound, and she realized what she did. It was then she also knew he was rockhard behind her down there.
She couldn’t believe it. She was seducing The Big Bad Alpha, and he was falling for it. Something in her subconscious mind ordered her to move again, and she did. Slowly, she rubbed her backside against him while pretending to stabilize her self in the water. He shut his eyes and stopped unbraiding her hair.
“Don’t…don’t move like that,” he managed to say as he opened his eyes.
“Yes-yes Alpha,” she stuttered. But she bit her lip to stop her from smiling out.
He finished with her hair and finger combed it down. He then turned her to face him while spreading her hair equally over her head.
“Thanks, Alpha,” she appreciated as she let go of him and dived underneath again. He dived in with her and they swam in circles before coming out. She squealed in delight and packed her hair back with her palms. She swam ahead of him, to a rocky side and sat on a rock that was splashing water around. It splashed all over her and she giggled happily.
Alpha Knight kept watching her. It was almost dark as the sun had set completely, and a crescent moon was lolling around in the sky wanting to go higher.
Olive swam back to him.
“Alpha, can I come back here again tomorrow? Remember, you’re supposed to stroll out with me throughout this week,” she stated.
“Wayne,” Alpha Knight called out his own name instead of answering her question.
“What?” She furrowed her brows.
His hand moved up and his fingers ran through her hair.
“Call me Wayne, do not call me Alpha,” he pronounced.