The Silent Alpha novel Chapter 29

***Sebastian (Zane's Dad)*** 

Sara rests on her knees, her ass in the air and her face buried in a pile of pillows.

Her calves are tied to her thighs in a frog tie, her legs spread apart to give me access to her dripping pussy.

She wears a chest harness to keep her arms restrained against her sides, the straps spread across her chest but not over her n*****s, so I can still lick and bite them as I please.

Her hands are tied behind her back and there’s a ball gag in her mouth to keep her quiet.

She looks like the perfect little slut, eager to fulfill my every desire.

I push my c**k into her pretty pink p***y, Sara letting out a moan against her gag.

"Did I say you could moan?" I snap.

She shakes her head knowingly and I smirk at her.

"Then you know you must be punished, right?" I say, climbing off the bed to grab my riding crop.

She nods her head, the hint of a smile on her lips.

She tries to sit up but a snarl from me reminds her that I am in charge and she settles back into her position, a glare in her eyes.

Oh, she's really asking for a punishment, — my wolf, Arden, laughs.

I walk over to her, taking a moment to admire the perfect differences, Sara is exquisite, my wolf and I defiling her body every so often to curb our cravings.

She is the perfect sub, enjoying pain with her pleasure and eagerly adhering to my demands.

We do not like one another but we understand each other in the bedroom, both of us coming to an agreement that we would be sub and dom when together and nothing more when apart.

We are free to take other lovers at our leisure so long as our bedroom remains only ours.

I glide the leather tip of the riding crop over each of her naked shoulders, pushing away her hair before moving the crop along her spine.

Sara arches her back against the sensation, her breath quickening as I grow closer to her ass.I undo her ball gag, Sara licking her lips as she waits for instructions.

"S licks for disobeying me."

"Only 5?" she purrs, knowing she is pushing me.

I quickly grab her by the neck and lift her so that her back is pressed against my bare chest, Sara doing her best to contain her excitement, but I can smell her arousal growing with the anticipation of her punishment.

"Since you seem so keen on talking back, let's see what else that little mouth can do," I challenge her, a smirk curling on her lips.

I bend her over so that she’s at eye level with my c**k.

"Eat," I demand, Sara licking her lips eagerly.

"Yes Alpha," She says, wiggling her ass for my benefit.

I grip her by her hair so it doesn’t get in her way and guide her the back of her throat.I pull her back a little, her cheeks hollowing as she sucks me.

"You like that?"

I growl, slapping the crop against Sara's bare ass.

"You like being my little w***e?"

She responds by flicking her tongue over my tip, a shiver of pleasure running up my spine.She takes me in all the way again and I begin to f**k her little mouth, watching in ecstasy as she chokes on my girth over and over again.

When I’m close to my climax, I pull myself out, her mouth making a loud pop.

She whimpers as I force her on her knees again.

"Open,"

I command, grabbing my c**k in my hands to finish myself off.

Sara opens her mouth, sticking out her tongue to drink in my c*m, her tongue swiping over her lips to get every last drop.

I grab a cloth to wipe her chin and she smiles greedily at me.

"Thank you Alpha," she purrs.

"Thank you for cuming in my mouth."

"I’m not finished with you yet," I snap, pushing her face back into the pillows and forcing her ass in the air.

"You still need your other punishment."

"Yes, Alpha," she giggles, wiggling her ass.

"Please punish me.”

"15 licks for having a smart mouth, but you can ask to stop if I need words."

"Yes, Alpha," she replies.

"I will use my safeword,"

Satisfied that we are both in agreement with this punishment, I bring down the crop on her bare ass, Sara yelping as her skin turns bright pink where the leather tip meets her body.

The smell of her arousal thickens, the scent making me rock hard again.

"Thank you, Alpha,"

She pants, a little c*m dripping down the side of her thighs.

I give her 14 more licks with the crop, each time Sara thanking me for the punishment.

Knowing she won’t last much longer, I spread her legs as far as she can and push my tip in between the entrance of her p***y folds.

"You ready to be my good little w***e?" I ask, peppering kisses on her shoulder.

"You gonna behave for your Alpha?"

"Yes, sir," she whines as I move my tip along the seam of her slit to drive her crazy.

"I-I’ll be good now.I....I-I promise."

I tease her a little longer, her toes curling and uncurling as she tries to fight off her moans.

"You may moan now," I relent, Sara letting out a long sinful moan of relief.

"Thank you, Alpha," she sobs, her body writhing as I pump into her.

The sound of slapping skin and her moans create an erotic symphony, bringing me closer and closer to the edge.

Sara’s legs her high.

"Please, Alpha.Please let me c*m,"

She cries, tears lining her eyes.

"c*m for your Alpha,"

I roar, Sara’s body going stiff as she explodes all over me, a loud sob escaping her lips.

Her muscles tighten as shock after shock of ecstasy courses through her body, my own orgasm ripping through me.

It takes me a few minutes to compose myself as I come down from my high, my labored breaths kissing her shoulders.

I undo Sara’s harness, inspecting her skin for welts and bruising.

Aside from her very red ass and some indents from the straps, she appears to be unharmed.

I start a hot bath for her, pouring in her favorite rose-scented bath bomb and rose petals before carrying her into the tub.

She hands me the sponge and I take my time washing her body, paying special attention to her sore ass cheeks.

"It was really good today," Sara reassures me as I massage her scalp.

"Thank you for taking such good care of me, Alpha.It is during these intimate moments that I find Sara tolerable, almost likable even, both of us a little vulnerable from the scene.

"My pleasure," I murmur, rinsing out the shampoo from her hair.

"Did you enjoy the punishment?"

"I did," She smirks.

"I love when you punish me...almost as Her dark blue eyes twinkle with mischief, but I know better than to fall for her s**t.Our scene is over and we have a meeting in 2 hours.

When she’s finished with her bath, I carry her back to the bedroom and dry her off, handing her a bottle of water while I lay her across my lap to massage her cheeks with some lotion.

I rub and squeeze each perfect cheek until I loosen up her muscles before grabbing a comb to brush her hair.

Prior to marrying Sara, my mate, Elenore, enjoyed when I brushed her hair after a scene.

It is the one act I still continue to keep her memory alive.

I do not normally let myself think about her too much, but with Zane gone, I find it hard to not feel so lonely.

Elenore and I were once a happily mated couple, two high school sweethearts who turned out to be fated to each other.

Shortly after I was given the Beta title, we found out we were pregnant and everything seemed to be falling into place...

But that all changed the day Cyrus died.

At 19, I became Alpha and from one day to the next, I had the weight of the world on my shoulders.

My life completely shattered the day little Johnny was killed and I became colder, crueler, and angrier.

A part of Ellie’s soul never healed at the loss of our child and the bright light in her eyes dimmed to a faint spark.

I wanted revenge for what was taken from me and my mate too loving with him.

She never got the chance to show Jonathan all the love she could give, so she gave it all to Zane, turning him into a stuttering fool.

Ellie could not see how she was spoiling the boy, so I tried to correct her mistakes and teach Zane to be a real man.

But it was all in vain.

Our fights only got worse and worse until, finally, she broke.

"I’m leaving you," she told me on the day of the King’s party.

"And I’m taking my baby with me."

At first, I did not believe her, but when I looked into her eyes, I realized she wasn’t kidding.

"I'll take the things that I need and nothing more," she said quietly as she prepared a plate of snacks for Zane.

"And don’t worry, I don’t expect any of your money to help me raise him.You never treated him like a son anyways, so why start now?"

Arden was furious, wanting to remind her exactly who she belonged to, but I stormed away from her, not wanting to cause a scene.

And then the attack began...

Ellie called my name through our mind-link...but in my anger, I chose to ignore her cries for help thinking Wyatt would find her instead.

He never reached her in time and the last piece of my heart shattered.

I had no more love left to give, not even to Zane.

"What's it like to have a mate?" Sara asks, interrupting me. I stare at her blankly for a moment, reminding myself that Sara has never known what it is like to be loved by a mate.

At 46 years old, she has yet to cross paths with her true mate.

"It’s a burden," I sigh, shaking my thoughts from Elenore and Zane.

"Like a heavy weight on your chest making it hard for you to breathe."

"Was Elenore a burden?" She asks, a hint of jealousy in her voice.

"Elenore was a weakness,"

I growl, Arden snarling at my disrespect towards his former mate.

"That's all a mate will ever be.A weakness."

"If Caine ever finds his mate-"

"He will reject her,"

I snap, tossing the comb off to the side and climbing off the bed to get dressed.

"He will reject her or he will not take my title."

"But you had a mate-"

"And look what that got me: A dead mate and two dead kids!"

I roar, panting furiously as I feel my anger course through my veins.

"Caine should learn from my mistakes.No mates.Just a handful of heirs to continue the bloodline."