The Forbidden Alpha

When I wake I’m in my room, there’s a heaviness pressing me into the bed. Opening my eyes, the curtains are closed and the room is dim. I search for the object that woke me up when I see a muscular tan leg on my stomach.

His waist is covered by a thin white sheet and his chest is right next to my face. His arm is wrapped around my chest and I’m breathless as my eyes take in the sight in front of me.

There’s a man in my bed! My eyes trail the length of his exposed ripped torso up to his chest and broad shoulders.

My eyes zoom in on his tattoo and I have to suppress the urge to trace it with my fingers. His chest rises and falls with each breath he takes.

Looking up, I see a chiseled chin and let my eyes take in his face. Ethan’s hair is messy, his lips look soft and inviting.

Before I can examine him a little more his eyes snap open and he locks eyes with me. Closing his eyes again, his lips turn up in a small smile.

“Good morning little one, how’d you sleep?” He murmurs in a deep husky voice that has Korra’s ears perking up.

“Good morning, Alpha,” I blush and look away. “He looks amazing,” Korra purrs.

“We just slept together. You can call me Ethan,” he says with a smirk. “You had a rough night. How are you feeling?” He asks with a hint of annoyance in his voice.

“I slept well… by any chance… did you bathe me?” I’ve got to be out of mind. I must have dreamt it. I must h-

“Yes. You reeked of…” He takes a deep breath and inhales before continuing, “You needed a shower. We couldn’t wake you, so I bathed you.”

Korra sighs, “Didn’t I tell you he’d take care of us?” She’s literally swooning. He says it like it’s totally normal to bathe someone you just met. I know my face is beet red but I have to know, I look down at my body to see I’m in a button-up dress shirt.

He must have noticed where I was looking and read my mind because the next words out of his mouth were, “Don’t worry. I didn’t do anything to you.”

“Handsome AND a gentleman. You have to admit we don’t meet many of those, Adea.” She says and I can feel her melting.

Ethan’s gaze lowers and I can feel his eyes on my cheek before they lock on my neck. His stare makes me nervous. Korra’s basically salivating at the thought of him marking us. “It’s way too soon for that, Korra!”

His hand reaches out and his fingers graze my neck. “I’ll never let him touch you again,” he murmurs as his touch sends tingles down my body. It feels so good that I have to suppress a moan from escaping my lips.

I raise my hand to my neck and notice it’s tender to the touch. When his eyes lock onto mine I can see pain there.

“I may not be… a good lover but I’m a good Alpha. I don’t know if I can love you, but I know that I will protect you,” he says firmly. His hand is on my cheek and he leans into me pressing his head against my forehead.

Ethan’s breathing gets deeper and I feel something poking my hip. My eyes widen when I realize he’s hard. He chuckles and moves his leg off of me. “Can’t help it, you’re beautiful,” he says as he sits up.

My eyes bulge now that his back is facing me. His shoulders are wide and his back is muscular and tan. Korra scoffs and I smile to myself. “I’ll admit he’s gorgeous, Korra.”

“This is the first time I’ve slept in,” Ethan chuckles. He stands up and I realize he’s only wearing briefs. Lord help me, I avert my eyes when he turns around to face me.

“Get ready little one, I want to take you to breakfast,” he says before he heads to the bathroom. I can’t help it when my eyes follow his ass on the way in.

With him gone, I get up and look around. His room is really big, for a man’s room I’m surprised he has furniture. There’s a dresser against the wall, I don’t see any pictures anywhere. Thankfully there’s a mirror above the dresser and I get a chance to look at myself.

My brown hair is a mess and my cheeks are a little flushed. My right cheek is swollen and my eyes are puffy from crying last night. His shirt is huge and it almost reaches my knees.

I grab it and inhale, I smell like him. I look at myself again and notice a large bruise on my neck. It’s a dark purple, I touch it, and thoughts of Shane threaten to take over.

Closing my eyes I turn away from the mirror and see a neatly folded pile of clothes on the dresser. There’s a loose v-neck t-shirt, denim shorts, and matching bra and underwear set.

I slip off his t-shirt and dress quickly. The idea of him opening the door while I’m trying to pull the denim shorts over my butt has me moving with a speed I didn’t know I had.

The bathroom door opens right after I button up my denim shorts and Ethan walks out. My jaw is on the floor as I give him a slow once over.

Ethan’s wearing checkered shorts that hang dangerously low and a white t-shirt that’s loose but can’t hide his muscled body. I swallow the lump in my throat as I eye-fuck his tatted arms, a few of the veins in his arm visible as he pulls his shirt all the way down.

He catches me drooling and chuckles, “Are you ready little one?” He stops in front of me and puts a hand lightly on my waist.. “Yes,” I say a little breathless.