The Silent Alpha (Natalia)

Chapter 38: Horsey
***Talia**

My heart drops to the pit of my stomach the moment I hear Kota’s voice.

“Mommy, what are you doing?” he yawns tiredly as he wipes at his eyes.

In a panic, Zane grabs the corner of the cover and swings his arm around to shield our naked bodies, but in doing so, accidently hits me in the arm and knocks me off the bed.

“Oof,” I groan as my body hits the floor with a loud thud.

Mortified, Zane scrambles to his feet but I push him back to sit down on the edge of the bed with his back to Kota.

“Stop moving,”

I hiss, Zane blushing furiously as he nods his head.I grab his shirt lying on the floor and throw it over my head.

“Kota, wait in the hall,” I call out from behind Zane, adjusting the shirt and searching for my shorts.

“But mommy.I wanna stay with you.”

It takes everything in me not to groan out loud, Zane draping the covers over his erection.

I manage to find my own shirt and wipe the c*m dripping down my inner thighs before locating my shorts and slipping them on while still crouching behind Zane out my mouth.

“Vamonos, Kota {Let’s go}, ” I sigh, walking out of the bathroom.

“I’ll handle this,” I call over my shoulder as I usher Kota out of the room.

Once he’s in the hall, I poke my head back into the room.

“You wait here” I tell Zane, my eyes glancing at the tent holding firm beneath the covers.

“Just play with yourself if you need relief,” I whisper with a smirk, Zane turning a deep shade of red.

“I’ll be back to finish what we started.” I close the door completely, leaving behind my blushing mate.

“Mommy, what were you doing with Zane?” he asks, hugging his wolf to his chest.

“And why were you naked?” I lift him into my arms and carry him back to his room, racking my brain for ideas.

“We were…We were playing horsey, Kota,” I laugh nervously, swallowing the lump forming in my throat.

“I was the cowgirl and he was the horsey but since we were out in the desert, it got really hot so we took off all our clothes.”

Kota tilts his head to the side as I set him on his bed.

“Can I play horsey with you guys?” he yawns tiredly.

My eyes nearly bulge out of my head at the suggestion.

“Ummm…..may-maybe next time,” I stammer, quickly tucking him back into bed.

“Right now, you need to go to sleep.”

“But I’m not tired, mommy,” he whines, fighting against his droopy eyes.

“I wanna play horsey with you and Zane.” through his bag to find his favorite story book.

Kota scoots over to the side of the bed to make room for me and I climb in, settling in comfortably with the book in my lap.

“Which book would you like me to read to you?” I ask, opening up the book to the table of contents.

“Wumplestinky! {Rumpelstiltskin}” Kota cries, cuddling with his wolf and curling up beside me.

“Okay, okay, Wumplestinky it is, then,” I laugh, flipping the pages to the beginning of the story.

“Once upon a time, there lived a miller…”

Not long into the story, Kota falls fast asleep, curling up into a little ball on his side.I tuck him in, wishing him a good night and kissing his forehead before tiptoeing back to my room.

Zane lays with his back propped up against the headboard, his hand timidly rubbing his now limp d**k.

His cheeks heat up immediately when he sees me, his thick member growing stiff in his hand.I make sure to lock the door this time, not wanting any more interruptions for what we are about to do.

Removing my shorts, I crawl onto the bed, Zane eyes glued to me as I straddle his lower abdomen.

“You okay?” I ask, draping my arms around his shoulders.

He nods and I frown at him time you need.There’s no rush,I whisper, caressing his cheek.

can tell me to stop.I won’t get mad or upset.I’ll be more upset with you if I do things that make you uncomfortable.” He nods, his ears

against my ass and I tilt my head to the side, grinning at

able to relieve yourself?” I ask, Zane becoming the

you know how to play with

to string together a sentence, his tongue twisting with

gently pecking his

you don’t know.I can teach you if

stammers as I climb off of his

have to be embarrassed,” I whisper, placing my

your own body to know what you like and don’t like.Since you’re inexperienced,

shaft, Zane watching my hand move in a simple up and down

begin to move my hand in a corkscrew motion

before my hands away and look at

instruct, grabbing his hand and wrapping

embarrassed to pleasure himself in front of me so I offer an alternative, pushing the shirt I’m

my hand down to my slit, my fingers

lip as his eyes

instead?” I ask, massaging my vulva as I sway

each finger before popping his middle finger in my mouth and sucking

I flick my tongue over his fingertips, his eyes completely mesmerized

drag his hand down my body and in between the canyon of my breasts to my hips, my body tingling

I guide his hand to my slit and

nervous, I press his fingers between my folds, guiding his hand up and down

brows in concentration and I let out a

his middle finger drawing a moan from my chest as he presses it against my now throbbing “That’s

hiss, swaying my

tease, Zane moving his fingers in a circular motion over

draw in a quick breath, my toes curling at the incredible

his speed, my back

down.I’m going

stammer, blinking away the stars blurring my

furiously and slows down his fingers, my hips still swaying against

lower and push

where you will

murmur, holding my back a chuckle when he pulls his finger out in embarrassment.I wave two fingers in his face and plunge them into my p***y,

my thrusts go deeper and faster and my

me c*m?” I ask, slowing down

for a moment before timidly nodding his head and

“Don’t forget my clit,”

him, Zane blushing as he inserts his fingers

slow and work your wayHis hand trembles nervously so I decide it is best I give him as much encouragement as

“Ahhhh….”

slowly starts to pump in

“Yes, baby…Just like that…”

closing my eyes

contract around his fingers, forcing Zane to thrust

“M-y…clit,”

pant, digging my heels into the bed

begins to rub my clit in quick circles, my

his hand, feeling the pleasure growing stronger until finally I reach my climax, my

onto the sheets, coating my inner thighs and Zane’s fingers as I pant for

but the satisfied smile on my face seems

my body

shirt, Zane’s eyes flicking to my tattoo.I can sense a question in the air and glance down at the wolf between

murmur, tracing the design

me but I refused.I liked to think that my human form was more than enough and that I didn’t need to change to be a good

smile despite remembering the pain my old pack let me endure

wrong of turning.A little she-wolf for a human Luna to make me

stupid tattoo, but for a while …i-it made me feel

against mine, one of his hands

top of me and wedging himself between my legs.I prop up my knees and dig them into his sides, molding my

and grind against each other until my

down my jaw, burying his face in my neck and inhaling my scent.I slide my fingers into his hair and

presses his body into mine, as if wanting to somehow tattoo himself onto my skin.His warm lips pepper kisses on my chest, nipping and licking at my wolf

feel his tongue flick over my n*****s, his plump lips

spreads down to my core the more he suckles on me, c*m dripping between my

any longer, I press my hands against his chest and push him onto

burn and I bend over to lick his n*****s, wanting to ensure he

reaching in between my thighs to stroke

slowly nods his head, closing his

leaning forward to