Captive Of The Alpha
Chapter 49

Siran continued to wash his wife and partner’s body, this time moving his hands around her narrow waist and over her abdomen where he paused for a few seconds. Sara noticed that his eyes were staring at this point.

-Do you want to have puppies,” she asked casually.

He shook his head.

-Not yet, no.

Sara smiled quietly without being hurt by his words. To be honest, she knew the workload she had as a beta, and even more so now that she had to watch over so many more things like the fact that they had just reunited the two packs and the changes that would come with the new queen. But, it hadn’t escaped his notice the times he had seen him watching other she-wolves with their pups wrapped in their arms and the innocent little faces.

-When you wish, you only have to tell me, I will give you as many pups as you wish,” she ran her fingers down his cheek to place a k**s on the other.

-You are still young, there will be time for that,” he silenced all protest by attacking her lips again.

The beta paid special attention to his she-wolf’s mouth as his hands continued to cleanse her body, this time moving to her h**s where the suds melted on contact with the water.

Yet they didn’t notice that detail. Sara had circled his neck and was pulling him in passionately kissing him back knowing he loved it. The wolf’s fingers pressed against her buttocks, pressing against his e******n that was trapped between their bodies and although he didn’t m**n, he frowned. He felt his wolf’s body move slightly increasing the friction where he enjoyed it the most.

At what point had the roles been reversed?

-Let me rinse you off and let’s go to bed, it will be more comfortable,” he said against her lips and she shook her head.

He sighed. Her hair tickled him along with the suds that had already clung to his body. He felt Sara’s hand leave his neck and move down his chest, caressing his pecs until it reached his defined belly and beyond, straight to his e******n.

He didn’t stop her. He had to admit that he also needed that relaxation he had talked about.

The slender fingers wrapped around her s*x with a caress and began a gentle but tight back and forth. Siran m****d, dropping his head onto the small shoulder. He would remember not to skip so many days next time.

The movements became more intense and precise until he felt his e******n being surrounded by warm, wet walls and he had to bite down on his wife’s skin to keep from cumming on the spot, he had been caught off guard.

He gripped Sara’s h**s tightly and held them in place. It was too tight and he hadn’t prepared her properly as he normally went about it and with how small she was in comparison to his body he was sure it must have hurt.

-What’s wrong,” her voice came out shakily affirming his suspicions.

Siran snorted, she always surprised him no matter what he did.

-Don’t move,” he ordered, releasing her right h*p and caressing her back as he lowered his head and tasted one of her nipples with almost no trace of lather.

Sara stopped the slight trembling of her thighs and the grimace on her face faded as the wolf’s fingers, after caressing her breasts, lost themselves inside her, searching for that exciting spot of her s*x.

Siran watched his wife’s every reaction, and seeing her flushed cheeks and the soft m***s coming from her mouth, he lifted her up a little and let her fall gently onto his h*p.

When he was satisfied that the pain was gone he began to move steadily in the way he knew would bring them to o****m quickly.

-Don’t do it again,” he growled against her ear, “Don’t hurt you again when you’re with me.

She received no answer. She just wrapped her arms around herself, burying her face in the hollow of his shoulder, and let herself be carried away by the many delicious sensations. Water gushed out of the tub making a mess in the bathroom, something they didn’t care about at all. M***s vibrated against the walls making the atmosphere more exciting.

Her body tensed as she reached o****m and her husband felt it, increasing the speed of her movements and making her run out of air as every fibre of her body stiffened and then fell exhausted onto his body. Sara tried to regulate her breathing even though she thought it was impossible. In her ear she could feel Siran’s unrestrained heartbeat as well as the throbbing of his member still inside her and realised that he had not yet reached o****m.

She sat up as best she could and smiled at him. She was satisfied but she would not be happy if he was not.

-Let’s go to bed,” and she wrapped her legs around his waist as she was lifted by his strong beta.

Sara buried her face in the pillow feeling tired. She wanted to sleep some more but her husband’s side was cold and that made her open her eyes to let out a sigh. He was gone again.

She sat up with her legs crossed and began to groom her hair a little, she didn’t know how many hours she had slept, she hoped a few.

At that the door opened and Siran walked in almost agitated and with a hint of excitement in his eyes. Sara didn’t need him to tell her. She quickly got up and covering herself with one of his shirts, ran down the hallway. Her alpha and future queen had returned.