The Silent Alpha (Natalia)

Chapter 43: Mine

***Talia’**

Zane’s eyes flicker from side to side beneath his eyelids as he sleeps, his brows furrowed and his lips pressed together as if to hold back a scream for help.I hold my breath and watch him for a moment, listening to the sound of his breathing get faster and more haggard by the second.

He then grabs a fist full of the sheets, his entire body stiffening.

Wanting to ease his fears a little, I gently graze my hand against his cheek, Zane’s body relaxing visibly beneath my touch and his breathing slowly returning to normal.

I discovered his nightmares many nights ago when he suddenly woke up in a cold sweat, panting frantically as if he had just run a marathon.

Thinking me asleep, he slowly crawled out of bed and stepped out of the room to calm himself down before returning to bed.

He comforted himself in silence, unable to bring himself to cuddle with me.

It broke my heart to see him struggle to ask for help, leaving me to wonder if he feared I would reject him for needing me.

Since that first nightmare, I have been waking up earlier than normal to watch him sleep, guarding his dreams from whatever pain he’s holding in.

Touching him seems to help so whenever I sense his uneasiness, I roll over into his arms and lay my head against his chest until he wakes up.

The girls at the clinic also experience nightmares from time to time so as a group activity, we made dream catchers this past week.

Native Americans believe all dreams, good and bad, exist in the night air and dream catchers are meant to capture them.

Bad dreams get lost in the web dreamcatcher.

I made a dreamcatcher for Zane with silver string, beads, and feathers to match his silver wolf, but I’m a bit embarrassed to show it to him.

I’m not a crafty person and the dreamcatcher is a little crooked and not the most eye pleasing but giving Zane a gift I made with my own two hands both excites and terrifies me.I just hope he likes it.

Zane suddenly begins to stir beside me and I roll over into his arms to embrace him, inhaling his scent and pressing my lips against his bare chest.

Two nights ago, Zane started sleeping shirtless and while I can tell it still makes him nervous to show me his scars, I am beyond proud to see him face his own fears.

Besides…I find his scars sexy.

“Good morning, handsome,”

I murmur into his chest, Zane going very still.

When I look up, I’m greeted by a confused smile and some very flushed cheeks.

I did not know it was possible to be turned on by a blush, but every time his cheeks turn red, I feel a tightness in my core, one that can only be satisfied with him inside me.

“M-morning Ta-Talia,”

He stammers in a shy whisper as he wipes his eyes.I can tell he senses the scent of my growing arousal by the way his blush deepens and I decide to tease him a bit.

“You can smell me, can’t you?’” l ask, pecking his collarbone and his Adam’s apple.

“N-no,” he murmurs, swallowing the lump in his throat.

“I-l mean y-yes,” he quickly corrects himself when I give him a stern look.

“Are you going to do something about it?” I ask, biting my lip as I look up at him innocently pulling me onto his lap as he rolls over on his back.

A lump hardens in his boxers, my core tightening at the thought of him inside me.

I wait patiently for him to make the next move, however, wanting him to be more assertive with his needs and desires and I adjust myself to sit over his erection.

“Now what?” I ask, slowly gyrating my hips in a circle and resting my arms on his shoulders.

“What would you like to do to me?” I murmur, leaning forward to suck on his bottom lip.

He surprises me when he begins to push my shirt up my torso, stopping just below my breasts.

“I want y-you to t-take off y-your shirt,” He blinks, looking at my belly button to avoid my teasing grin.

“A-and y-your th-thong,” He adds timidly.

Pleased that he’s making an effort, I pull my shirt over my head, my n*****s hardening as the cool morning air brushes against them.

His eyes focus on the tattoo between my breasts, Zane once again swallowing the lump in his throat as he resists the urge to touch it.

his lust but I am determined to make

sitting between his ankles, I very slowly slide my thong down my thighs, my eyes observing his facial expressions

little, Zane removing the thong from my

again, this time with my back to his chest as I straddle him.His fingers timidly brush away the hair off my shoulder, his lips shyly grazing

one of his hands over my breast

other hand slowly sliding in between my thighs so that his fingers tease stroking the soft

him to finger me, I slide my

much I love your voice? How much I love the way you say my name just before you kiss me?” I murmur as I sway

think about your voice when I’m alone in the shower, imagining you whispering my name in

add in a whisper, as if it

when you c*m inside me after losing all control.It’s the most delicious feeling knowing I am the only one who will ever make

he stammers, his

facing him, his cheeks almost the shade of rubies.I gently hold his face in my hands and pull him

nibbling on his lower

slow, baby.Take

opening

I take his hand and

wet your ‘good morning’ already

favor, my slick pooling around him while the brown of his irises seem to

me onto my back, propping up my legs and spreading them apart

stomach and wraps an arm around my thigh while his free

when I feel his tongue plunge into my folds, my

out of me in quick

f**k yes, Zane,

moan when he moves his tongue

yes, baby.Just like that.Just like

every flick of his tongue.I prop myself up

my throbbing button, however, I damn near lose my mind, throwing my head back as

stop! Don’t stop!” I plead as he sucks on

he suddenly pulls away,

“No wait-”

stomach, pushing me up on my knees so that my bare ass sits up in the air.I yelp when I feel him smack my right cheek, my c*m dripping down my

skin tingles as he slides his hand up my spine

his tip and rubs it up and down my

his

feel every inch of him fill me up to the brim, my fingers digging

Yes!” I cry into the mattress when he forcefully

“Yes! Yes! Yes!”

hair pushes my face into the mattress with every thrust, while his other hand grabs

feel myself approach my

voice and a knock at the door,

on Zane’s lap with his fingers still between my slit but a small

Kota calls out, once again knocking

I come in?” I look around the room in confusion, blinking furiously to make sure I’m actually

wonder to myself

looks completely mortified, his eyes wide in shock and his face beet

I ask before it

was his fantasy…My entire body tingles with

“Zane…” I whisper.

you want?” I ask with Too embarrassed to respond, he slowly nods his head at me,

“Mommy?” Kota calls out.

“Mommy are you there?”

be right there Kota, hold on!” I call back, quickly

get there,”

“I promise.”

“**Zanet**

the last of the breakfast

should be thanking

excited

wet and now expecting me to rail her

her without panicking.I can’t…Zane, why do

answer is always the same.I am so happy with her and I’m worried that I’m only one screw

move and this beautiful fantasy will all fade away into a

Grayson mumbles.it’s almost noon, I reply, Grayson responding with a loud groan desires?

punished you? No…I

patience whenever