Wet in the Pool

~Nadia

I couldn’t feel my weight as I groggily opened my eyes. My head throbbed faintly as I sat up slowly on the bed and rubbed my temples gently.

For a second, I couldn’t piece together how I had made it to my bed. The last time I remembered, I was dancing with Aiden at the party. Then we went to get drinks and I remember Aiden scolding me for the drink I ordered.

That was it.

I recall nothing else.

My fingers brushed against the soft fabric covering my body and my heart skipped a beat as I realized.

I wasn’t wearing my red party dress anymore. Instead, I was in my nightwear, a loose white silk camisole and shorts.

I frowned, my mind racing.

But then, a sudden knock on the door startled me.

“Nadia?” Aiden’s voice was gentle but clear. “Are you awake?”

Before I could answer, the door creaked open and he stepped inside. He looked infuriatingly perfect for someone who had drunk as much as I remembered.

His shirt was half-buttoned, his abs, similar to Lucian's, although a little smaller.

His hair was damp and messy, and yet, he still looked good in them.

His smile was steady as he walked towards me with a cup of my favorite black coffee.

My brows were still arched in confusion about the mystery of my clothes. But seeing him, a sudden suspicion hit me

I narrowed my eyes at him, not bothering to hide the suspicion in my voice. “Aiden… did you… change my clothes?”

He blinked, placed the coffee tray on the table. Then he let out a short laugh, scratching the back of his neck. “So that’s what you’re thinking.”

My face heated with anger. I knelt on the bed and shifted closer to him, “I told you before, I don’t want you doing that. Ever.”

But he lifted his hands defensively. “Relax, Nadia. I didn’t. Not this time. You got too drunk last night, so I brought you home. But I swear, I didn’t lay a finger on you. Vanessa helped me bring you home. She helped you change.”

I studied him carefully, searching for any crack in his expression, any sign that he was lying. But Aiden’s gaze was steady, almost hurt by my doubt.

“Why should I believe you?” I whispered.

He stepped closer, his tone dropping softer, more serious. “Because I respect you, Nadia. More than anyone else. I know your rules, your boundaries, and I would never… ever do something to break them. I’m not that kind of man.” He paused, “And even the last time I changed you myself, I tried not to touch you inappropriately. It was hard but your trust is a priority to me.”

Something in his voice made my chest tighten. For once, his teasing smile was gone. What remained was sincerity, carved deep into his eyes.

I exhaled slowly, my anger ebbing away, though my heart still raced.

“Good,” I murmured, sitting on the bed, hugging my knees against my chest. “Because if you ever try, Aiden… I won’t forgive you.”

He smiled, poking my cheek. “Of course, you won't,"

He sat beside me and handed me my cup of coffee.

“Here, I brought your morning routine.”

I smiled and took the mug from him," Thanks, Aiden,"

I took a sip and the flavor seeped deep into my brain, calming my nerves.”

"Mmm, this is sooo good."

“I knew you'd love it." He said, then looked at his wrist watch. “It's almost 11 a.m, Nadia. I’m hosting a pool party, remember?”

“Oh damn! I almost forgot about that," I stood up quickly from the bed, "I have less time to freshen up and get dressed."

“Don't worry, freshen up and I'll get your clothes ready for you."

“Thanks, Aiden, you're the best," I blew him a kiss and rushed into the bathroom.

I loved pool parties because it was an event that helped me get out of my room, spend time with others and be loose a bit from my Alpha Daddy obsession.

Because I couldn't spend one quiet time without thinking about him. I knew it was wrong to think that way of him but this was something I’d grown to not do without.

It was a quick bath.

I stepped out of the bathroom, wrapped in my plush white towel, my hair damp. And Aiden was just in front of my wardrobe.

He held my lingerie set.

I giggled but he didn't mind. He loved doing stuff for me regardless of what it is.

I stripped the towel off…in front of him.

It wasn't anything new. He'd seen me like that a couple of times.

But sometimes I wondered if he ever gets hard seeing me naked, or maybe we've been friend zoned to an extent where he feels nothing.

But as for me, no matter how near I was to him, it was always his father, Lucian.

My greatest obsession and fantasy.

My boobs bounced as I walked to the drawer, water dripping from my hair to my skin.

I grabbed my lotion and applied it on my damp skin.

Aiden lended a hand. He helped me apply some on my back.

I dressed up and he helped me dry my hair.

I stared at my reflection in the mirror.

I looked so fucking hot, I wished Alpha Lucian would see me that morning.

I wanted him to.

My bra barely covered my boobs…only covered my nipples.

And my panties were a G-string. I wore it, alongside a blue transparent sheer robe, cut high up in the hip, Aiden had chosen it for me.

I was practically naked even after getting dressed. But that was the fun of attending a pool party, right?

*****

I sat on the pool deck with just my legs dipped inside the water.

The smell of roast fish from the corner of the backyard filled the air, alongside the hard jam of bass in the background.

I’d been chatting with Aiden until he got a call and left, promising to return soon.

I just sat on my own, observing my surroundings. Everyone seemed to be having fun.

At my right was Jason who was leaning on the wall. Caris swam from the other side of the pool to him, with her boobs floating on the water, her bra soaked. I could see her nipples from the transparent silk material.

He held her waist and pulled her closer. And then kissed her.

I breathed and turned away.

On the other side, Matthew sat on the pool deck, his dick out, while Karen was sitting on it, riding his cock, his hand pressed into her boobs.

Right inside the water, Fidelia held the staircase, Derek was behind her, slamming her from behind. I sighed and turned away again.

Everyone was having fun but here I was, sitting on my own, wondering if the man I craved even noticed me.

My pussy pulsed by just thinking about him, my clit beating, hungry for him to take me to his bedroom, throw me on his bed, spread my legs and suck my clit till I spread my cum all over his face.

I gasped and bumped my head.

It was beginning to feel like mere thoughts.

Because maybe he would never want me… not the little Omega he once carried into his mansion. Not the girl who still blushes when he calls her kiddo.

But my body refused to remember that.

This was what I wanted.

This was what I've been craving since I was sixteen.

It worsened day by day.

My urge. My forbidden desire.

One I didn't dare speak to anyone about.

And just then, I saw him on the Balcony, looking at me, shirtless, his gaze thick and piercing.

I came on my panties immediately.

He looked so fucking hot.

His dark green eyes, hard arms and huge abs.

My nipples hardened, clit throbbed, pussy leaking uncontrollably.

“Please, please, take me, Daddy Alpha, please," I murmured to myself.

“Nadia, why are you here all by yourself?" Vanessa swam to where I sat.

But I kept staring at the man who did the unspeakable to me by just being around. By just staring at me.

Vanessa had been my closest friend since we were fourteen, the one I trusted with nearly everything.

Nearly.

Because no matter how much I leaned on her, I could never bring myself to confess the one secret that consumed me…my obsession with Alpha Lucian.

“Everyone's having fun and you're here all alone.” she said, looking down at my thighs.

“Oh, goddess, Nadia you’re soaked,”

That was when my attention shifted. I looked at my pussy. I'd gotten soaked.

“Don't worry, I got you," She parted my legs, hand on my stomach, guiding me to lay on my back.

I didn't argue. Just did as she said, my eyes fixed on Alpha Lucian, the man who got me this soaked by just staring at me.

Vanessa shifted my panties and touched my wet pussy lips.

I gasped, “Vanessa…”

“Shh, Allow me,”

She deeped her longest finger inside my pussy and stroked once, brushing off my fingers from obstructing.

She stroked my pussy and I came on her fingers.

A soft whimper escaped my lips.

I blinked and he was gone. Like a shadow that had never been there. But the wetness between my thighs betrayed the truth.

Alpha Lucian Ryker had seen me, and sooner or later, he would claim me.