Alpha Wyler
All because of me, she lay limp on the white bedding, panting with her eyes shut like they'd never open again. I'd put her in her place, I now owned every inch of her and yet, I had a fucking condom on. It was dangerous to let a woman like Olivia have bargaining power over me. A small instilled fear toward losing her did it though. It was clear she wasn't totally committed to the notion of being my Luna, at least not yet. I could fuck her brains out, yes, make her cry in pleasure but that wouldn't give me the loyalty I needed from her. I had to gain her full attention, and unfortunately that wouldn't be possible instantly, like I wanted. The next few months I would have to keep her satisfied and excited and slowly, her bratty brain would turn obsolete, not just when I was inside her.
Now that I'd gotten her to beg me to remove her virginity and I'd successfully taken it, I would work on getting her to beg me to mate her.
I pulled the tacky condom off and threw it in the near trash as I walked out of the room. It gave me tentative minutes to plan what I'd do to her next, and it wouldn't involve me cumming, because if that happened – I'd mate the living hell out of her. I'd realized that, as I pumped into her little hole while she moaned for me. It'd been the worst and best fifteen minutes of my life.
“Caleb?” her sweet voice called from the bedroom.
I grabbed a beer from the mini bar and walked back to her, she hadn't moved from where I'd left her. Twisting the cap off and drinking, I studied the redness still on her ass and bite marks on her breasts, it made my hard-on return.
“Did you cum?” She sat up with blotchy cheeks and running eyeliner.
“You'll know when I cum in you.” Putting my beer down on the nightstand, she watched as she lay still in her euphoria. I crawled onto the bed and put a hand to her side. She shivered from the touch but what I did next made her yelp. Grabbing ahold of her waist, I spun her on the bed so she was flat on her back with her head hanging off the edge.
The new view of my cock awakened Olivia. By that I meant, her eyes widened and her lips parted. I didn't feel she needed any more instruction but I wanted to say it and make her cream.
Crouching, I took her cheeks as she looked at me from an upside down state. She quivered from the touch and I kissed her, whispering, “I'm going to fuck your throat, babygirl.”
She moaned with an intoxicated nod as I let her go and stood, possessing her and with one hand on her jaw while resting one knee to the bed, I put myself in her mouth.
The faint gag from the head of my cock hitting deep in her throat struck me nicely. I had to test her before I picked it up a notch though- only one other woman from before could do this at any speed but I suspected Olivia might be able to pull it off. The first few thrusts into her mouth were gentle and she took them well, then I got a tad cruel to test her limits with it. Grabbing her throat, I held her down and fucked her, counting the seconds till it brought her struggle.
For thirty seconds, Olivia Blake took me fucking her throat as I wanted and right as she showed weakness, I buried myself deep and she really gagged then.
Smirking, I pulled out of her and she gasped for air. Her nails on the back of my thighs dug in and I enjoyed the bit of pain. That's when I noticed, she wasn't recovering, she was asking for more.
I came over the top her, letting her take me again and reached to play with her wet pussy. She was almost too amazing, and it made me tinge with anger... why the fuck were we not mated!
All it made me want to do is rip her apart, and the rest of my comprehension went away as I pulled my cock out of her mouth and grabbed her, hauling her over to me because finally I could rip her apart...
She squealed, grabbing the bed with a small giggle as I rearranged the way I would fuck her. With her knees bent up and wide, she opened herself to me and only me.
She had no chance to do anything, that's what I was best at – precise and to the point. Meaning my cock inside her, fucking her into the bed and making her throw her head back. I worked my arms against her calves, which I held down with, pumping her into the bed with my thrust and that just felt right.
“Caleb...” she whimpered something stupid and it made me go faster, harder – I was making her cry but she was loving it and then... my cell phone rang in the other room. I heard it as soon as it did, stopping my thrusts.
Olivia's eyes blinked open when I left her to get the call. “Caleb, really?”
This might have come as a surprise to her, but I was away from Silvermoon and not even fucking came before my pack. That was something she'd just learn to accept and appreciate. I found my phone in my pant pocket on the floor and pulled it out, but the caller ID wasn't what I expected.
“Lara?” I put the phone to my ear.
“Caleb,” she choked out my name between sobs.
“What's going on?” I demanded, still half a hard with my heart rate through the roof – this wasn't what I needed at the moment.
Olivia wandered out from the bedroom and stood against the doorframe, wrapped in a blanket.
I turned away and walked toward the patio.
“Jackson... he... he...”
“Tell me, Lara, now.”
“I miscarried.”
My jaw clenched. I wanted to yell at her because I'd seen it coming and she'd stayed there with him. “Did he do it?”
She sobbed. “Yes. I know you told me it would happen, I just--”
“You can't stay there. Krissy and you will end up dead.”
“Caleb...” She attempted to dig up some ridiculous excuse but I wasn't in the mood to listen or entertain her woes.
“Don't call me crying like this, if you're not going to listen to me, Lara.”
She went silent.
“Where is he?”
“He... left...”
“Good. Pack. Now.” I made the instructions very clear for her, she was emotional, absorbing information would be difficult in this situation.
She gulped. “Okay.”
“I'll come get you, it will take me a couple hours.”
“Oh, tonight?” she breathed.
“Yes, of course!” I snapped into the phone. “I'll call you soon.” Once I bid her off, I turned back to face Olivia staring at me with frustration.
“Who's Lara?” That wonderful bratty-sass was back in her voice.
“My brother's mate.” I grabbed my pants off the ground and put them on, less my briefs.
“Wait, you have a brother?”
I grunted as I started to collect up our things. “Yes, he's a dick and he's beat her again. I need to go get them.”
“Them?”
“Her and my niece,” I clarified and checked my watch for the time. it was close to ten o'clock – it would be after midnight when I collected Lara and Krissy.
“You have a niece too! Why haven't you ever said anything?”
Walking to her, I handed her clothes. “Get dressed.” I didn't need to be dealing with two irate females, one was more than enough and I hoped Olivia would just do as she was told for my sake.
She huffed and sunk back against the doorframe. “Caleb, you need to tell me these things...”
“Not now, Olivia.” I made it very clear for her I wasn't in any mood to discuss it and walked away to clean up the patio.
I heard her muttering while we packed. she was getting jealous I was putting her beneath another female – but it just wasn't an option tonight. I went to collect her and when I touched her, she pulled back and headed for the door of the hotel room.
I gave the room a last glance and grabbed the bags off the bed before following her. She refused to look at me in the elevator.this is exactly the disrespect she still held onto for dear life, like she felt entitled to do this to me. I had to find a way to show her trusting me was essential, especially for when we had pups one day. She had to listen without question, I was Alpha.
Olivia continued to stomp and pout like a spoiled little girl as she waited beside me at the concierge. I signed the bill, took my credit card and walked away from my mate. she was at my heels but I was ahead – it's all that mattered and I grabbed the door for her. She huffed, accepting the offer and headed for the truck. I watched her storm off, such a rude little thing and I had zero time to punish her for it.
I threw the bags into the bed of the truck and got in next to Olivia as she crossed her arms over her chest in a serious display of disrespect. As much as I wanted to put this argument out, I had to get to Lara first.
“I don't have the time to take you home,” I informed her at the halfway point of the drive. “But when we get there, you will stay in the truck and if I tell you to run, you shift and run to Silvermoon.”
“What the fuck's going to happen, Caleb!” She snarled at me.
I adjusted my grip on the steering wheel. “Tell me you understand.”
“Ugh. How do you do this twenty-four seven? Isn't it exhausting to be this demanding?”
“Olivia.” I snapped. “I'm being serious. Do you understand what I've told you?”
“Yes!” She finally answered with a shrill that turned me off.I stopped engaging in further conversation with her, thinking only of the task at hand now that my mate was clear on the protocol for this potentially dangerous situation. This wasn't going to be easy for me to take her into, I just hoped she realized that.