Page 31 of Wolf Bound

At my words, Drayton smirks and spreads my legs open to him, licking his lips as he does. "Next time, I'm going to taste that sweet, wet pussy of yours. I just need to be inside of you this time or I'm going to fucking explode. I need you wrapped around my cock, milking every fucking drop of cum out of me as I mark you from the inside out."

"Yes, do that." I nod eagerly, reaching for him and letting my knees drop as low as they can. "I need you, Drayton."

"Fuck, Talia. You're going to be my undoing," he groans, grabbing his length and rubbing it from my clit down. We bothshiver at the contact, my insides clenching at the feeling. He lines himself up, thrusting forward slowly as he enters me.

Drayton fills me up inch by glorious inch, making me whimper in satisfaction. He pulls out slowly, his eyes never leaving mine as he picks up the tempo. A moan falls from his lips as he thrusts deep inside of me, his hands gripping my hips and guiding me along his length.

My body shakes with a new wave of pleasure as his cock slides in, hitting the same spot as his fingers but harder. I scream out in pleasure, unable to hold back the sound as a new orgasm builds up inside of me. This second one is so much more than the first, my body already alive from my first fall from this cliff.

"Talia," he moans my name, sending shivers down my spine and driving me higher up the cliff of pleasure. "You. Are. So. Fucking. Perfect."

Drayton gasps out each word in between thrusts, the sound of skin hitting skin separating every word. His breathing increases, his body slick with sweat as he pounds into me, driving us both higher and higher.

"You. Are. Mine," he growls, his eyes glowing as they catch mine. Our eyes connect as I fall over the edge, screaming his name with the intensity of my climax. "That's it, sweetheart. Fuck. Yes. Grip my cock just like that."

Drayton throws his head back as he follows me over the edge, his cock growing impossibly larger inside of me. It feels like it locks in place, hitting that magical spot in such a way that I cum all over again, this third orgasm knocking me into a new world. I can feel him pulsing inside of me, my pussy clenching with each pulse.

"My perfect fucking mate," Drayton moans, his cock softening enough for him to pull out. "Look at that sweet pussy dripping in my cum. Fuck, that's one of the hottest things I've ever seen. Myessence is marking you from the inside out. Every part of you is mine."

"Just as you are mine," I murmur, my voice soft and tired. "I love you."

"I love you too, Talia." Drayton leans down to kiss me, his dark, damp hair falling in his eyes as he does. "Let's get you cleaned up a bit, then, if it's alright with you, I'd like to just hold you for a while."

Smiling at him, I nod my head and push his hair back with my hand. "That's more than okay."

Drayton moves off the bed for a minute, grabbing his shirt off the ground and lightly cleaning me up. He tosses it in the garbage bin beside his desk and turns off all lights except the small lamp on his desk. The room is cast in shadows, practically cocooning me to sleep. Dray slides into the bed behind me, snaking his arm around my waist and pulling my back flush with his front.

"Thank you for being my first," I murmur. My eyes are drooping closed, the exhaustion and contentment from our tumble in the sheets overwhelming me.

"Thank you for trusting me with your first," Drayton responds, nuzzling his face into my neck. "Get some sleep, love. I'm here to watch over you while you do."

"You need sleep, too."

Drayton chuckles into my hair, his breath tickling the back of my neck. "Me? Nah, I don't need sleep. Everyone knows a leader never sleeps."

There's humour in his voice, but also a touch of bitterness and contempt. Shifting my position, I roll in his arms so I can see some of his face in the low ambient light. His blue eyes are worn down and sad, the colour less vibrant than normal.

"You can talk to me, you know. I won't judge you," I whisper and place my hand over his heart. "The burden you're carrying isheavy. Let me, as your mate, take some of the weight. You don't have to carry it all by yourself."

Drayton closes his eyes for a minute, sniffling and wiping a stray tear that falls onto the pillow beneath his head. I take this as my cue to move in closer, tucking my head under his chin and holding him as tightly as I can while I wait for him to be ready to talk.

"Being alpha was something that I have been training for since I was young. When my father found out I carried the alpha gene, he tried so hard to figure out a way to pass it to Forrester instead." Drayton holds me close as he talks, his hands rubbing the skin on my lower back. "I didn't want the gene anymore than my father and stepmother wanted me to have it. It was just another target to add to my back."

There's a heavy silence that descends around us, the ticking of a clock the only sound outside of our breathing. My eyes start to close again, the heat from Dray's body and the darkness around us soothing me to sleep.

"When we realized there was no passing the gene to someone else, my father reluctantly started training me to take his place. I'm almost certain that if Forrester were in my place, the training wouldn't have been half as brutal as it was." My eyes pop back open, my heart breaking for my mate. "I thought I would hate being an alpha. I didn't want any of the responsibility that came with it. It was too much."

Drayton takes a deep breath then continues. "The truth is, though, that I love being the alpha. I care so much about everyone in this pack, even the ones who don't care much for me. Watching the pack thrive and grow, the culture and history of who we are coming back to the pack. It's one of the most rewarding things in this world. It's just, it really does feel like a thankless, never–ending job, you know? There's always something to fix or someone to set straight. There's countlesslives that depend on my leadership, and I don't know that I actually make the cut."

"But I think that's why you were chosen to carry the alpha gene. You were made for this position," I answer, sensing he needs reassurance in who he is. "Leadership, devotion, kindness, and determination are huge parts of who you are. This pack has been poisoned by your stepmother, and in turn your father. It needs to heal now, and you are exactly the man to do that, if through nothing else except pure determination."

"Will you help me heal our pack?" Drayton asks after a long pause.

"It would be an honour," I answer with pride. "The six of us will make our pack whole again."

"Thank you, Talia." Drayton kisses the top of my head before settling back down and letting out a long exhale. "Talia?"

"Hmm?" I hum, barely still fighting off the exhaustion.

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