Semua Bab Awakening The Sliver Wolf : Bab 161 - Bab 170

There was nothing rushed about the kiss. It was slow, gentle, and sweet, but for a reason Mia couldn’t decipher, it was also painful.Dalian’s tongue slowly entered her mouth, but he didn’t suck her tongue like he normally did. His tongue just swept across her mouth, tasting, as if it were searching.She opened for him, her arms around his neck. One of his knees was resting on the bed, while his other foot was on the ground. He leaned over her and pushed her gently so her back rested on the bed.His hand stroked the back of her neck slowly as he continued to kiss her deeply and slowly. When they needed to breathe, he broke the kiss and bit her lower lip gently.He released a breath as he rested his forehead on hers, his eyes staring into hers.“Mia,” he breathed, his voice barely audible.She reached out and pushed a strand of hair back. “Hmm?”He kissed her forehead, his lips lingering. “Mia.”Her knuckles brushed against his cheekbone softly. “I’m here.”His lips moved to her eyebro

Something was wrong with Dalian—or maybe not wrong. But something was definitely going on with him. The way he had looked at Mia—that was a new look. She couldn’t even begin to describe it, but it had hit her deep, because he had somehow looked devastated.But she couldn’t think about it since he was slamming deep and hard into her.“Ahhh!” she moaned as she wrapped her arms around him, her fingers clawing at his back and leaving marks.He wasn’t holding back anymore. His thrusts were unrelenting, desperate, like he was trying to bury something deep inside her. Maybe fear. Maybe love. Perhaps the ache he refused to voice and was scared to. She could see it clearly in his eyes. Was he scared she would leave him again? Had she hurt him that deeply that he wouldn’t believe her when she said she wasn’t going to leave again?This was her fault, and she needed to fix it—but he wasn’t even giving her breathing space.He thrust deep and hard, hitting the right places and making her legs shake

"Alpha," he repeated, the word as if he was testing the taste of it. He leaned in, his lips brushing her ear, sending wild shivers through her. "You want to call me your Alpha, Wildstar?" His voice dropped to a seductive growl. "You understand what that means, don't you? The reverence. The submission. The absolute, unyielding loyalty."His fingers tangled in her hair, tilting her head back slightly so she had to meet his gaze. His eyes were burning, raw with a mix of surprise, desire.Mia felt her own breath hitch. She hadn't really thought about all the implications, the pack dynamics, the ancient traditions tied to that title. She just felt it and said it. Because she thought it was right, at least to her—in her own secret way. She wanted to acknowledge his inherent strength, his protective nature, and the way he commanded her soul."Yes," she managed, her voice barely a whisper, yet firm. She wanted it. All of it. The power he held, the protection he offered, the sheer force of his

Mia let out a soft, breathless laugh, her eyes a little watery from the laughter, sparkling up at him. She straightened herself, regaining full composure. “Is that why you brought me all the way out here?" she teased, though her voice was already aching with anticipation. Her gaze lingered on his mouth, then swept across the perfectly carved line of his jaw. "You dragged me deep into the woods, to this amazing, secret place, just to hear me say it again?" She hadn't actually thought in a thousand years that after the news they heard this morning, Dalian still held their unfinished business in his suitcase.Dalian's low chuckle vibrated through her. He didn't answer with words immediately. His fingers, warm and possessive, tightened on her jaw, his thumb stroking her cheekbone in a slow rhythm that sent shivers down to her toes.He fixed his eyes on hers. "Maybe," he purred, his voice dropping to a seductive growl that triggered a spontaneous response deep within her core. "Maybe… th

"Oh!” Her head tilted back, exposing the delicate line of her throat to the cloudy sky as she completely gave in to the feeling.He began to move in a slow, powerful rhythm that quickly sped up. With each deep thrust, he was making a declaration, claiming her in this sacred space in every way he could, binding her to himself.Mia met him thrust for thrust, her hips bucking instinctively against his, her legs wrapped tightly around him. She was desperate for more, and he knew it. His Mia loved control, but he wanted to show her what control really was. As the water splashed around them, he leaned in, his mouth finding the sensitive skin beneath her ear. He nipped gently on it, making her gasp sharply. "Mine,” he rasped, the word coming out as possessive as could be; it sent shivers through her already trembling body. His hips drove harder, faster, the rhythm of his plunges deepening. He had wanted the water to make this moment a very memorable one, and this was no doubt what he had wa