The Runt & The Alpha

Chapter 52- Grey Wolf.

Layla's pov

"Landonnn." I drew out, poking him in the face, he remained asleep and I sighed.

My hands going up to pinch his cheeks, "Landon!" I shouted, he still slept.

'I know how we can wake him up.' Mia stated, making my cheeks flush knowing what she was suggesting, 'Be bold.'

I sighed, ignoring her before leaning down and placing soft kisses against his cheek. When I realized he really wasn't going to wake up, I trailed them over his sharp jawline. I've also realized yesterday, that he likes when I kiss his neck, it makes him nervous, which I kind of like. He's always had such power over my nerves and it was nice to know I had some over his.

Then I trailed kisses to his neck, Mia becoming extremely proud of me. I smiled against it, kissing it some more. Before I felt his hands touching my hips, rubbing them, a deep groan coming from him.

With that, I stopped to look up at him, his eyes so intense it made my whole face heat up, "Good morning." I sheepishly said.

He smirked, "Morning, baby." his hand came up to brush the side of my hair away behind my ear, "What are you doing?" he questioned.

"Kissing you awake." I mumbled, while he rubbed my thighs with the tips of his fingers.

"I like that, you should do it more often." he cupped my cheek, bringing me down to capture my lips in his roughly.

My face heated up, my body tingling up from the pleasure of just this kiss. When he pulled away he smirked. I leaned in kissing him again eagerly, before cradling his face and trailing kisses down his well defined jawline again.

He grunted, "Ah, more Layla." he begged, his voice low and raspy, which got Mia and me excited.

I felt him slowly laying back down as I followed him, my chest pressing against his. While my lips moved to his neck, leaving wet kisses. I have no idea where this confidence came from but, I'm pretty sure it was all Landon's doing, plus Mia and her provocative thoughts. My heart raced against my chest even though I was the one kissing him. It was just the mere thought of pleasuring him, made me nervous, I wanted to do it right.

"Mmh." he hummed, his eyes closed while his hands squeezed my hips tightly.

My kisses lingered down to his collarbone, "Mark me." he blurted, which made me widen my eyes and sit up.

He opened his eyes, "Are you sure?" I asked, nervously.

It was rare for males to bare a mark, if they wanted it they could have it. But, it wasn't very common for them to have it, since their scent would already be on their mates from marking them. They'd also already smell like the female as well from mating.

His hand trailed up to my mark, skimming over it, making pleasurable tingles run through me, "I'm sure, I want it." his eyes darkened, while he looked at me, "Mark me." he stated, lustfully.

I nodded my head nervously, afraid that I'll somehow screw it up. But, I gained some courage and leaned down against him. His hand going to the back of my head gently. I kissed where his mark would be, causing him to jerk a bit. I smiled, knowing he was just as nervous.

Which made me feel better.

Without another thought, my canines slipped from my gums. And I sunk them into the structure between his neck and shoulder. His arms going around my back, squeezing me to him tightly. A loud groan escaping his lips, while I retracted my canines. I licked the blood around the wound and pulled away to admire it.