Page 34 of Silence Falls a New Alpha
Everything about this just feels so right. Everything about Alexander feels amazing. I wish I never had to stop kissing him because when we kiss it’s like the weight of the world is lifted from my shoulders. That’s when I feel him, his rock-hard dick against me and it sends a wave of heat through my body. We keep kissing and I’m sure he is about to take my clothes off when someone bangs on his door. A banging one can only be described as hate-filled. Who would be at Alexander’s door? I felt cold as he got off top of me and opened the door to reveal a furious Dylan. As they start to get into it, I rush to split them, please don’t fight today. So much has happened and my mind is all over the place. These two are jealous of each other and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t get it. It was clear the way they both felt about me, and I wasn’t sure how to fix the issues they had with each other.
“Dylan, I’ll catch up to you please.” I tell him as I force him into the hallway. These two can not be alone in a room together for long without fighting. Alexander was upset that I was leaving however I might as well answer the question I’m sure he has.
“Alexander” I called to him as I went and kissed his cheek. “Me and Dylan didn’t sleep together as in having sex.” I smiled at him as I left his room. Maybe now Alexander can relax some knowing I’m still a virgin.
I hurried down the wall to a speed walking Dylan who was upset with me.
“Slow down.” I call him as I hurry to catch up. Boys will be boys in the aspect of jealousy and I will never understand it. Dylan wouldn’t even look at me, it was as if he was ashamed to be near me as we walked back to the fifth floor of the mansion. The awkward silence was proving to be almost too much for me to bear as I looked over at Dylan a few times hoping he would say something to me, instead he just stayed focused on getting to our rooms. With the silence so deafening you could hear a pin drop we reached our rooms. I know that I’m promised to Dylan in marriage because that damn contract my father signed, however, I don’t know who my mate is, and I won’t wait around to find out.
“Come into my room. My father is bringing doors up to fix yours.” And with that Dylan opened his room and motioned for me to step inside. Maybe I’ll take this chance to learn more about him and his hidden past. Dylan has not once offered information up besides recent so this could be my chance. Without hesitation, I went into his room. It was different from Alexander's, it had blue abstract nature décor on the walls and photos of him and his mother and father. His décor stood out the most to me because something about it drew me in, maybe the way it popped on the white walls with black trim. He had a navy-blue rug near his bed and a couch that was black leather.
“Dylan-'' I tried to talk, and he simply slammed the door behind us. Something was wrong. I’ve never seen him get this mad when it’s just me and him before.
“Save it.” He snapped at me. What the fuck is his problem? “His scent is all the fuck over you.” He was even more pissed as he punched the bedpost, thankfully not hard enough to break it. So that’s the problem, I smelt like Alexander. Jeez, how jealous of each other are these two, holy shit. Think Katie.
“We didn’t have sex.” I blurted out hoping to get his attention. Maybe knowing I didn’t sleep with Alexander is enough to get him to stop yelling. Or so I hoped. Dylan’s eyes had all but gone black as if he was losing control of himself and would shift into a wolf at any moment.
“I’m calling the wedding off. Be with him. Fuck it, Katie I’m done. You don’t even know who your mate is anyways!” He screamed at me as he walked towards me breathing in deeply once he was right in front of me. It was as if Dylan was seeing red. I reached out and grabbed his hand, refusing to drop it as he tried to pull away.
“Stop.” That was all I could say, and it was as if he listened because he froze there and just looked down at me. He was hurt and I didn’t understand why. We were simply arranged to be married, nothing else, right?
“Dylan, I smell like him because he carried me from my room. I won’t lie and say nothing happened because it did. Just not sex. Nothing beyond kissing took place.” I paused to get a good look at him. He looked indifferent but not hurt, as if he expected something similar to have happened. “I don’t know who my mate is yet and I don’t know much about you. Given everything yesterday and today I gave in to wanting to feel something besides hurt.” I was trying to defend kissing Alexander and Dylan just laughed at me. Why the hell is he laughing? He was just pissed off? I leaned my head to the left confused as to his reaction; it was as if he had a mood swing from angry to a laughing mess.
“Katie, all you had to do was ask.” He gripped my hand and pulled me to the couch in his room. He sat there and patted for me to sit next to him as if he had forgotten everything he thought had taken place just like that. Wait what did he mean by ask? I looked at him as I sat down unsure of what Dylan meant and I was honestly scared to ask.
“Katie, I know you wanted to find your mate.” He said like he was defeated. Defeated that he may lose me if my mate isn’t him. We had barely known each other but I couldn’t deny the instant connection I felt to Dylan. It felt amazing yet I also felt extremely connected to Alexander. It was as if I didn’t know who I had stronger feelings for nor who I felt was my mate. I was too trapped in the mess that seemed to be my life to fully focus.
“Dylan, tell me about you.” I was eager to know the mystery of a man before me. Besides his pack and losing his mother, I didn’t know anything about him honestly. Sure, we played twenty questions but that isn’t much in terms of truly knowing someone.
“Everything?” He asked as he shifted on the couch adjusting how he was sitting. The look in his eyes was a mix of being unsure to tell me and a wishing I already knew, pure conflict.
“Yes.” I needed to know more about him in case I had to marry him before I found my mate. I had to know the person I was marrying, fully know them. People say curiosity killed the cat, well call me a cat, at least I have nine lives. Those ice-blue eyes seemed to go dull as he sat there clearly in a mental battle to tell me or not. Please be open with me, I begged in my mind. I’d give anything for him to talk about everything with me. I’d be more than happy to tell him about me, granted everyone knows my story. Everyone knew me as the girl with a traumatic childhood who was locked away like a prisoner.
“Katie, I’m a possessive person. I see something that I want, and I aim to make it mine, regardless. While I don’t like sharing what is mine, I can be open to many things. I was raised to take what I wanted and to never disappoint my father. If my father was disappointed in me, I was beaten.” He looked at me with a longing in his eyes. “I was popular in my pack and had a great many friends, some dead now due to attacks. I hated the idea of coming here as it made me feel like a failure. It also made me grow apart from my father as I view him as a coward. Katie, it’s better to die for your pack than give it up to someone else.” He scooted close to me on the couch. His breathing went from calm to slightly faster.
“My mother was my saving grace, and she was taken from me not long ago. I spent so many years as a drunk downing anything I could and fighting anyone. I was known as the strongest where I am from and those who tried challenging me were simply beaten into the ground. I’ve never been as sober as long as I have now. Alcohol is my rush, and sex of course. I had a different woman in my bed almost daily.” I tried scooting back disgusted by his sex life, but he moved closer. So, Dylan was not only an asshole of a bully but also a man whore.
“I prefer to train over anything, however I do enjoy staying in my room sometimes with a good movie or book. Don’t be confused though as reading is rare for me Katie.” I felt my back hit the armrest of the couch. I was backed into a corner just like Dylan wanted. He moved so close to me that our legs touched. So, this is his idea of telling me about him?
“Katie, I’m ruthless and I break hearts but when it comes to the ones I love I’m an indestructible force. And you I love.” With that, he cupped the left side of my face in his hand and kissed me deeply. It was breathtaking as if his kiss was sucking the soul out of me. I felt his hand run up my thigh and start to grip it without a care in the world. I didn’t even bother trying to fight it, Dylan was in full control. As he went to pull away from the kiss, I brought my lips to his, something was different. Something new. It felt amazing and as if my body was moving on its own, I think Dylan felt it too because his hand was now on my hip with his nails digging into me.
With a lustful groan, he pulled away from my lips long enough to lift me off the couch. My legs wrapped perfectly against his waist as he carried me to his bed throwing me down on my back. I gasped as my back collided with the soft bed below, a cool pillow top. I bit my lip looking up at him and it was as if that pushed him over the edge. Dylan removed his shirt to reveal his perfectly chiseled muscular torso. I reached up to run my fingers across his abs, but he stopped me before I had the chance leaving me feeling embarrassed. He was on top of me faster than I could comprehend as he started kissing me again this time slightly more aggressively than before. I moaned as the kisses got rougher and rougher. He grabbed the bottom of my shirt and started to lift it up only pulling his lips from mine long enough to slip the baggy shirt over my head revealing my breast. I wasn’t able to put a bra on due to the twins earlier and it’s been a free feeling without one.
Dylan was looking down at my shirtless body with a smile on his face.
“Katie you’re perfect.” That was all I heard before I felt his mouth on my left breast. His tongue was dancing around on my nipple making me moan in a way I never had before. He gently bit my nipple as my moan came to an end as if he wanted it to last longer. I’ve never done this, and it felt amazing to experience, hell even my body was reacting as my nipples got hard. His hands went down my torso and to my hips gripping my pants and pulling down on them. Wait, he took my underwear off. The pounding in my chest got faster as his hand ran up my leg and to the inside of my thigh. He glanced up at me and smiled with my nipple in his mouth. Without a word, his hand was over my pussy with his index finger rubbing my clit. My hips pressed into his hand as I moaned louder. Fuck.
Dylan’s POV
Katie was the definition of stunning, the way her breast felt in my mouth was amazing. The best part of it all, her moans. I loved the way she moaned as I pleased her. It made my dick harder than it's ever been. God, she was perfect. I didn't care what anyone thought. I took her baggy pants off and made sure to take her panties off with them. As I continued to suck on her left breast, I put my hand right on her pussy and began to rub her clit. Oh, the sounds she made while under me. Her hips did all the work on their own as she ground into my hand in pure ecstasy. I moved on from her breast leaving the perfect hickey and went to her neck where I kissed her giving little bites here and there.
“Dylan, please.” She called out to me as my finger moved faster and faster against her clit. She was so wet for me, and I loved it. I’ll be the only person to ever have her this way. Ever. The moaning was lovely as her body arched with her hips pressed against my hand. She will be mine and not his. Only mine.
“Tell me what you want, baby.” I whispered in her ear as my finger slid inside her tight soaking wet pussy. It felt perfect as my finger slid in and out making her grip the sheets. I smirked as I looked at her face as she gasped in pleasure. Her body was going crazy as it begged for more and she looked like she was losing her mind. I went to add a second finger to her throbbing pussy and as I did, she came all over my hand.
“Who told you that you could come?” I growled at her as I forced my fingers in hard and fast making her cry out the perfect moan of surprise. Her lip pulled some as she bit it as she looked at mine. Oh, Katie, this was going to be one night you’ll never forget. I pulled my fingers out and licked them clean before moving my face to her waistline. I showered her with kisses until I worked my way down to her dripping pussy. I’ve never seen someone so wet before it was amazing.
“Wha-” Before she could even ask, my mouth was on her and my tongue forced its way inside her pussy. I let it explore until it couldn’t anymore and worked it in and out of her pussy making sure to suck on her clit at times. Her legs began to twitch around my head as the walls of her pussy tightened around my tongue and with a gush, I drank up her come as she panted laying there. Twice and we are nowhere near done, I wonder how many more times she’ll come for me tonight. I pulled my face back and climbed back onto her.
