Alpha Unhinged (The Dixon Brothers 4)

“I need to take a shower,” she says after pulling her sweet mouth away from mine. “I’m sweaty and dirty and gross.”

“I like sweaty and dirty,” I say with a grin, “and you are the opposite of gross.”

She places a hand on my chest and pushes away. I hate the distance between us. So does my bear. He starts pacing around inside, wanting me to mark her neck.

That’s enough, I warn him. There will be time for that later.

“I have to take a shower,” she says as she glances at the bathroom. “Can you wait for me?”

“I’ll wait forever for you, my sweet, but please don’t make me wait too long. Every second is torturous.”

She gives me that sexy grin as she backs away and then turns to the bathroom. My eyes immediately fall to that ass that’s way too covered up.

I groan as I wonder what’s waiting for me under there. This is agony. I want to study every inch of her.

I want to rip off every shred of clothing and spread her legs wide open.

My bear grumbles. I groan.

All I can think about is seeing that wet little virgin cunt spread open in front of me.

My heart nearly stops beating as I’m forced to watch her swaying those big hips on the way to the bathroom. She steps inside and closes the door.

The thought of her stripping down to nothing behind that flimsy wooden door has my cock as hard as a fucking rock.

I hope she likes her showers short, or I’m never going to make it.

Chapter Six

Alyssa

My pussy is burning as I step into the shower. I’ve never been like this. So turned on. So full of lust.

I moan as I feel the stickiness between my thighs. It’s all for Jacob. It’s all for my mate.

Saying it in my head feels so surreal.

“My mate,” I whisper, testing it out on my lips. I break into a smile, loving how it feels.

The warm water hits me, washing off all the dirt, sweat, and grime from my long day. I start washing myself with the body wash the hotel provided and suck in a sharp breath when I see a dark bruise on my arm.

What’s that from?

There’s another on my shoulder and several all over my legs.

“Oh, right,” I mumble as I start to feel them along with a soreness in my limbs. I guess jumping out of a moving vehicle will leave your body with a few bruises.

I can’t believe this is the first time a man will see me naked and I look like a purple cheetah. This is so embarrassing.

I guess I can dim the lights, or hide under the blankets. I start to wonder just what that big sexy man out there has planned for me.

A dormant part of me wakes up and is eager to find out.

After I’m nice and clean, the bathroom door slowly opens. I suck in a sharp breath and stare through the foggy glass shower door as Jacob walks in.

It’s blurry through the fog and I can only see the outline of his large frame. I gulp as he pulls his shirt off and drops it on the floor.

I can see the color of skin with splashes of ink, but I can’t see any details. I can’t see the curve of his muscles or the ridges of his abs. I can’t see the sexy look in his eyes or the—oh shit, there go his pants!

I hold my breath and stare with wide unblinking eyes as he pulls down his boxer briefs and steps out of them.

I have to see this.

I wipe my shaky hand over the glass door and the erotic view of my mate in his birthday suit appears.

Water slams down on my shoulders as I stare. He’s… incredible.

His chest is wide and powerful with a large tattoo splayed across it. It continues along his round shoulders and big hard arms, stopping just above his artfully cut abs. No need to decorate that stomach, it’s perfect just the way it is.

All that beauty and it’s not even close to being the main attraction. His long hard cock is standing straight up, taking my breath away. It’s enormous. Thick, masculine, and dripping with pre-cum as he stares back at me.

I’m suddenly very self-conscious about my naked body. My shoulders are too broad. My arms are too big. My legs are like tree trunks for fuck’s sake. It was always so important for me to be fit and strong to stand up with the guys in a firefighting unit, but I never thought about this part of my life. Sex was never a need for me, so I never really thought about it. Until now.

I wish I had sculpted more of a traditionally feminine form. One that Jacob would like.

“How’s the water?” he asks in that deep sexy voice of his.