The Silent Alpha

Chapter 61: Soul Binding Part I

***Talia***

“Mark me,” I murmur, climbing onto his bare lap and straddling Zane between my thighs.

Zane’s cheeks flush in their cute, timid way, his stutter more pronounced when he speaks.

“A-Ar-Are y-you sure?” He blinks, a nervous smile curling on his lips as] guide his hands and place them on my hips.

“ Be-Because I-I ca-can wai-” I press my mouth over his, parting my lips ever so slightly so that my tongue slips between the seams of his mouth.

Small sparks tingle across my face, my wolf purring at the sensation of our tongues meeting for a dance.

When I pull away, I cup his cheeks and force him to look at me, his large brown eyes full of love and hope as they gaze back at me.

Desire burns across my heart as I realize he is the only man to ever make me feel this safe and loved before, the only one who does not hesitate to protect me, even from my own feelings.

He is gentle when I need him to be and strong when I patience left for myself and he loves me.

He loves me...

and it feels so good to be loved by him.

I lean my forehead against his, pecking his perfect lips and inhaling his rich scent.

“Make me yours,” I whisper, standing up to unzip my jeans and slide them off.

His cheeks burn bright red as he blinks up at me, unsure if he should watch or look away.

Wanting to make him squirm just a little, I slowly pull my blouse over my head sol remain only in my bra and panties.

My eyes flick towards the hardening member between his legs, a smirk spreading across my cheeks as I play with the straps of my bra.

I position my feet on either side of his thighs, Zane timidly sliding his hands up and down my calves.

Hesitation flickers in his eyes but he nonetheless leans forward and peppers kisses on my legs, an ache building in my core.

Very gently, I lower myself onto his lap, wrapping my legs around his waist so that our bodies are pressed up against each other.

He tries to kiss me but I dodge his lips and shower kisses on his jaw all the way down to his neck, basking in his delicious scent.

My tongue slides over his bare flesh while my “Ta-Talia, ar-are y-you sure?” He asks once more, cupping my face to get me to stop kissing him.

His brows are furrowed in genuine concern, his actions verifying that I am, in fact, making the right choice because he cares enough to ask.

“You are the only thing I’m sure about right now,” I murmur, cupping his face.

“And I trust you'll take care of my heart,” I murmur between kisses.

“Y-yes,” he

I giggle, pecking him on

and notice his hands trembling a little as they grip the

be nervous,” I whisper in his ear, lowering my voice as I nibble

don’t have to be

with me,” I reassure him, slowly gyrating my hips against his growing

yours, right?” I ask, Zane

I murmur, kissing the tip of

Gold flecks appear in his eyes, Grayson and Zane gazing back at me as if their souls were merging for

“My mate.

mate.” Zane closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, the muscles in his face relaxing

to my face, his fingers lightly grazing my

traces my eyes and nose with the back of his index finger until his thumb comes to rest on

low voice, a calm

the

inadequate as I strived for perfection and yet now,

with him, and it makes my heart soar to know I

below my marking spot where he begins to

kiss it, my entire body reacting to

on my skin.

I-I love y-you,” he repeats with

any doubt, his fears

brushing away my

voice sending a

his voice as he whispers my name

moves his hands to my back, finally unclasping my bra in

prison, my breasts bounce a little, catching

over my n****e before leaning forward and taking it in

the little brown peak and

hips begin to grind over his c**k in circular motions, Zane’s breath hitching in

up the pace to get some friction but Zane grabs

he guides me back and forth along his shaft, pushing

between my n*****s, his tongue lapping over my areolas and flicking each

fire, every inch of me

Zane slides his hands between my legs, his fingers pushing

at me and gives me a shy smile, taking his c**k in his hand and lining it up

he pushes in his tip, my hands grabbing onto his shoulders to steady myself as I thrust my hips forward

in search of a steady tempo, my body shivering

of pleasure as he

and over again in a tight embrace, clenching and unclenching

of his neck, my fingers grasping onto his hair and pulling him closer so my body feels them farther away from my slit with two

to tear the rest of my panties off and toss them

in the w-way,” he mumbles, a small chuckle bubbling in