Olivia Blake
“Olivia.”
I mumbled into the pillow. I had fallen asleep on the couch, but the rest of what had happened the night before I couldn't recall. If I had to guess, Caleb had brought me to bed and stripped me to my underwear – not that it bothered me at all. He'd seen me naked how many times already?
“Olivia. Now.”
I lifted my head as Caleb walked from his closet, shirtless. My eyes opened enough to study his sculpted arms and abs that etched their way into his nice flat-black pants. My god, what had I been thinking the first day running away from him...
“Oh, I'll stay here today--”
“School, Olivia,” he reminded me, putting a shirt on that involved buttons.
I groaned. “I'm exhausted.”
He chuckled, walking over to the bed. “You've been asleep for nearly twelve hours.” Grabbing my arm, he hauled me into a sitting position. “Until you're carrying a pup, I will feel no sympathy for you.”
I sneered up at him. “Boo.”
“Excuse me?” He took my chin and made me look at him. “Speak nicer, it's six in the morning. If you want to get spanked, save it for tonight.”
My chin dropped away as his fingers left and I watched him walk to the bathroom. “Where are you going today?”
“Meetings.”
“Ew...” I muttered to myself but his accurate ears had heard me.
“Yes, but it's part of the job and that's why you're going to school. I'm not home to babysit.” He laughed at his terrible joke as I rolled my eyes, out of his sight thankfully.
Moaning and groaning, I shuffled to the bathroom and examined my hair situation as he slicked back his. Fuck, he looked sharp – like he could dive his face between my legs and I wouldn't have blinked an eye sharp.
“Do I have time to shower?”
He gave me a glance, his eyes pausing on all my exposed places. “Quick one.”
“Kay, quickie. Got it.”
Caleb turned toward me and smirked. “Speaking of which....”
“It was a joke.” I went over to the shower and flipped it on.
“I understand that, Olivia,” he grunted, watching me check the water temp. “I thought of an option regarding your virginity.”
My eyes shot to him, I wasn't sure I'd heard him correctly and my mouth went dry. “Huh?”
“When do you graduate?”
“In like three weeks, e-end of June. Why?”
“Is there a date?” He pressed.
“Yeah, the twenty-fifth, I think.”
“What do you think about a weekend away in celebration and I take care of that... cherry?”
I stiffened, pretty sure I'd reddened all over my body. This couldn't have been a legal way of asking someone to have sex! “You mean, like mate...”
“No. I told you, I want to do that shifted. This is a break in. Something special.”
I swallowed as he approached me.
“Do you need to think about it?”
After a moment of silence, I nodded and he kissed my forehead gently, causing me to close my eyes. I wanted to drop to my knees and suck his cock – it seemed like a weird reaction but it wasn't odd for me to be thinking of in all honesty.
“Let me know this evening or by the latest, tomorrow. I would need to plan it.” He walked to the door, leaving me sort of speechless and stunned. Something special? Caleb Wyler... err...
He left the bathroom, leaving my heart pounding. That had literally been one of the most tantalizing moments of my life. he'd been so gentle yet enticing with his offer... ugh, how could I not let Caleb take my virginity on a weekend getaway? No sane girl would say no... well some might, but they weren't falling for their Alpha mate like I was. It was like jumping out of an airplane, ready to skydive but not expecting the sudden descent.
Stripping my underwear, I stepped into the shower and almost tripped into the wall, surprised my knees were weaker than my melting heart.
When I got downstairs, I'd been anything but quick. I found Caleb in the kitchen, reading something on his phone as he stood over a bowl of cereal. He had on a blazer which acutely cut off his shoulders in some divinely sexy way. I was becoming so attracted to him I wanted to put my face into the bowl of cereal offered to me by the cook and wallow.
“Morning, Miss Olivia.”
Caleb only gave me a quick look and that was to approve of my clothing- I knew that from the way he studied my outfit. I thought I'd done well that day, a flowing maxi skirt and a simple tank – it looked warm out after all. We did contradict each other though- him ready to conquer the world and me, on my way to a hippie festival. It made me snicker as I poured milk and sat across from him at the kitchen breakfast bar.
“What, Olivia?”
I shook my head with cereal in my mouth. “Oh, nothing.”
“Really?” He mumbled, putting his bowl in the near sink, still looking at his phone.
I wanted his full attention, in a really odd way. “It's just, we don't really look like we go together.”
He glanced up to see the cook walking out of the kitchen. “I will bet anything we will fit together.”
I blushed. “You think you'll be able to keep it together for my sake?”
“Don't question my self control.”
I tried not to smile as I ate. “I'm not doing that...”
“Mm hmm.” He gave me a glaring. “Just because I want to rip you in two, doesn't mean I will but always remember, I could.”
I wiggled on the stool to shake the new numb creeping between my thighs, when suddenly he was behind me, nuzzling the back of my head. I tried not to enjoy it as much as I did. His hand came around my waist and snuggled me against his firm chest.
“You were all over me last night...”
I blushed before he finished.
“By that I mean, snoring, arms, legs – grappling at my chest and about kneeing my balls... twice.”
I giggled but he shut me up with a quick slap on my bottom hanging off the edge of the stool.
“You have poor bed manners.”
“I've never slept beside a boy for real.”
He kissed me behind my ear and I shut my eyes, I'd gone from hating the man to being intoxicated by him. Had he just gotten lucky? Had I... I mean, I had more kinks than I thought any man would have wanted to deal with and here was Wyler, all turned on by it.
I tried to turn my mind off anything other than the way he was palming and pressing my belly. He wanted his pup in there, I knew that and it sort of frightened me back into reality. I jolted against the counter.
Caleb paused his lips on my shoulder and his hand on my stomach. “What's wrong?”
“Err... you just, you touch my belly a lot.” I cringed, hoping he wouldn't reply.
“Do I?” He stepped back and relief washed over me. “I hadn't noticed.” He was beside me now at the counter, collecting his things- his wallet, phone and watch, slipping it on his wrist as he did. “We're a bit late now.”
I inched off the stool and grabbed my purse, taking my half eaten cereal to the sink to stack with his. We made our way out the truck after putting on our shoes. well, he had nice shoes, I had a pair of worn out flip-flops he glared at – it was amusing.
In the truck, I sipped on some lemon water and listened to the quiet radio, wondering if he ever blasted it or if he was too in control for that – maybe in his younger, wilder years.
“It's an instinct.”
Caught off guard by the sudden comment, I looked to him.
“The stomach palming. I want to put a pup inside you and I want you to be thinking of it, I touch your stomach to instill the idea. It's just an instinct.”
I gulped. “Oh...”
“I've spent too much time studying these things. I should have seen it.” He pulled the truck up out front of my school. “Anyway, I'll see you after school.”
“I can take the bus--”
“I'll be here.” He didn't even look at me from beneath his sunglasses, checking his phone as he waited for me to leave the truck. He was preoccupied that morning, demonstrating perfectly the type of Alphas I knew well.
I sighed, grabbing my purse. “Kay...”
He grabbed my arm before I left the vehicle. “Give me a kiss.”
My face did that red hot thing again and I got excited, leaning over the console to slip my tongue between his lips. We'd made out several times the night before but the refresher was nice.
He pulled back after the prologue kiss took a turn for the worse – my panties getting wet. “Be a good girl.”
I popped the door open with a wicked smile, feeling rejuvenated from our locked lips. “I'll try...”
I felt his eyes as I walked away, my arm being scooped up by Sara in the process.
“So,” she whispered in my ear with a giggle, “is our Alpha a good kisser?”
“Shut up!” I blushed, before giving a glance over my shoulder to the truck. he lifted a few fingers off his steering wheel in goodbye before driving away. My heart did a stupid thump and I ogled over the idea of how he'd go about taking my virginity in a few short weeks.
“Tell me everything,” Sara giggled. We walked into the high school as I formed the short and sweet version of what had transpired in the last few days – leaving out the kinky bits.... by a lot.