The Silent Alpha

 ***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.

reign in his lust but I am determined

my thong down my thighs, my eyes

my legs a little, Zane removing the thong from

his chest as I straddle him.His fingers timidly brush away the hair off

guiding one of his hands over my breast and squeezing

throat, his other hand slowly sliding in between my thighs so

to encourage him to finger me, I slide my hand over his and interlock our

much I love the way you say

you whispering my name in my ear as you f**k me senselessly," I

when you moan my name," I add in a whisper, as if it is a secret only the two of

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 you moan my name." I

he stammers, his words

positions so that I am still straddling him but now facing him, his cheeks almost the shade of rubies.I gently hold his face in

gently nibbling on his lower

slow, baby.Take

his lips opening and closing as he

his ear as I take his hand and slide it in

wet your ‘good morning’ already

my folds, his favor, my slick pooling around

up my legs and spreading them apart for him to access my

stomach and wraps an arm around my thigh while his

time to process what is happening when I feel his tongue plunge into my folds, my back arching instinctively against

darts in and out of me in quick thrusts,

f**k yes, Zane, just like

moves his tongue over

yes, baby.Just like

with every flick of his tongue.I prop myself up

lose my mind, throwing my head back as the

stop!" I plead as

of exploding when he suddenly pulls away, a soft whine

"No wait-"

knees so that my bare ass sits up in the air.I yelp when

hand up my

it up and down my wet p***y,

his thick shaft inside

to the brim, my fingers digging into the sheets

I cry into the mattress

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

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

approach my climax, my

of Kota’s voice and a knock at the door,

eye, I find myself sitting back on Zane’s lap with his fingers still between my slit but a small pool of my

awake?" Kota calls out, once again knocking

come in?" I look around the room in confusion,

  I wonder

mortified, his eyes wide in shock and

ask before it

entire body tingles

"Zane..." I whisper.

ask with Too embarrassed to respond, he slowly nods his head at me, my excitement reaching its

"Mommy?" Kota calls out.

"Mommy are you there?"

hold on!" I

get there," I

"I promise."

"**Zanet** 

showed her my thoughts, I grumble as I put the last of the breakfast dishes away.My

be

see how excited she was? Grayson argues

wet! Soaking wet and now expecting me to rail her

panicking.I can’t...Zane, why do you get so nervous? Grayson asks with

is holding you back? I have asked myself that question many times and the answer is always the

will all fade away into a memory

mumbles.it’s

ever punished

she ever lost her patience whenever