Olivia Blake
Caleb was up early the next morning to get ready to leave. He'd already packed all his things very neatly in a duffel bag the night before but that hadn't stopped his need to rise early. I, on the other hand, buried my head in pillows and the fluffy duvet in an attempt to block out the sound of the shower and there after, the typing of keys on a laptop at the small desk across the room.
With each tap and smack of the keys, I woke up more and more. Until I shot up and out of bed, the digital alarm clock reading five thirty.
“Jeez, isn't this why you have an office?” The snark in my voice had come out full tilt but he'd been up for well over an hour, making way too much noise!
Caleb paused on the keyboard, only long enough to give me a glance. “I don't want to go through the house this early.”
“But waking me up doesn't matter?”
His eyes peeled off the laptop fast enough to make me pause. When he stood, it etched in me a bit of panic and I scurried under the covers securing the quilt above my head. My predictions of where he'd invade were wrong, and much more south. His hands beneath the covers took my hips and pulled me down to his mouth, so his tongue could make direct contact with my swollen area – all due to him not leaving me alone since he'd taken my virginity. That whole thing was still a sore spot. I hadn't gotten the graduation get away he promised, even if he'd been proactive in making me happy at every given opportunity.
Caleb's experienced tongue rolled tenderly until I started to squirm from the rubbing and tried to crawl away. That angered him, making him grab and crush around me as he smacked my ass in a way that made my cringe brim with a smirk. I loved the sting of his palm and had begun to seek it like an addiction. Any opportunity to edge Caleb into spanking me, I found myself doing it.
“I can wake you up whenever I want, babygirl,” he growled in my ear as he bit at my lobe.
I giggled under him, still trying to get away but he secured me under him, grabbing my wrists and pinning me to the bed. I bumped my bare ass up into his jeans and felt his cock wanting out.
“Fuck me, Daddy, please.”
He growled deep as he dragged me to the end of the bed and let my knees fall off the edge. Fucking me from behind seemed to be his favourite and I couldn't complain, it felt mind blowing.
Testing me, he drew two fingers between my legs to feel the wetness dripping and liked the results. “Such a horny little thing. What are you going to do without me for the next few days?”
“Curl up and die...” I panted, wiggling my ass.
He chuckled, stepped away from the bed. “Stay there.”
I looked over my shoulder as he walked away, heading to his closet. I sighed with impatience. I hated how he never rushed, or seemed in a hurry to give me what I wanted.
“Caleb...” I whined after a minute of him disappearing from view.
He stepped out holding something pink in his left hand and I had to look close to get a good view, finally figuring out what it was as he stepped around the bed to get behind me again.
“Caleb!” I squeaked as he leaned over and grabbed my wolf stuffie in the bedding, tucking it in beside me.
“Hug your toy while I fuck you with this.”
I buried my face into the childhood memento as he slid the large dildo inside me, it's cool and hard surface was so much different than his warm cock.
He etched it in and out of me a few times, which I guessed was a warm up – there was no way Caleb would be this gentle long term.
“You're going to use this while I'm away.”
I whined against the thrust of the hard penetration.
“Just to remind you, I own this little hole here...”
The dildo fell out and he popped it back in with accuracy as he started to pump it into me. The friction was hard and coarse, but when it began to buzz and move inside me, I spread my feet against the floor to lift my hips for it.
He came over me, his dress shirt buttons pressing into my shoulder as he took my fisted hand and released my thumb. “Show me how well you suck.”
I opened my mouth and he put my thumb between my lips, letting me suck as how I pleased and show him what I wished I was doing to his cock.
His stare bore into me as he pumped the fake length in and out of my folds, only pausing when he'd had enough of me sucking my thumb and wanted himself in my mouth.
The reposition of my body was rough to the edge of the bed, the dildo pressed deep so it hurt me a tinge but not enough to stop my mouth from watering.
He put me on my side, leaned in to let me swallow his erection and began to fuck me again with the toy.
My eyes watered as he buried himself deep, his load beginning to leak in the back of my throat as I sucked harder for him. He loved getting head and I loved doing it, so we were both deserving of one another – I had begun to realize that.
“Olivia...” he moaned, adjusting his knee to the bed so he could fuck me harder.
I cried against his cock in my mouth as I came from the hard plastic doing me over. he got way off on that and took my cheeks. Fucking my face and pulling out so he could spray himself all over my chest, even though I'd kept my tongue out to catch it.
After an elongated moment in time, Caleb groaned, finally stepping off the bed and slipping the toy from between my legs. He grabbed my thigh to expose my ass for another slap and said, “good girl.”
I giggled as he walked away to the washroom as I lie limp on the bed with cum all over me. I felt so complete at that moment, the only thing missing was a brand on my body and the official title of Luna.
Caleb washed up and walked back out, his clothes back in place. “Sit up.”
I sat to my knees on the bed in front of him with lazy eyes.
“Use this when I'm away, but no cumming.”
“Not fair,” I pouted.
He smirked. “You'll be rewarded... Now, how do you say thank you?”
“Didn't I just do that?” I reached out to grab his waist as he came closer, but he didn't allow me the contact, instead he flipped me on my back and put his face back between my thighs, but not quite touching my aching heat.
“What was that again?
I blushed red hot between my giggles and got out, “thank you, Daddy.”
#
We headed downstairs for breakfast when the rest of the house began to stir. Caleb greeted Krissy in the hall upstairs as she sped past us, scooping her up in his arms. She giggled and held onto her uncle but showed no fear, they all trusted him so much - how I could have ever thought less of him, I did not know anymore.
The fresh cooking of bacon and eggs hit my senses and I needed it right away, but when we got in the kitchen, we found Lara again at the stoves. All this broad did was cook for my mate!
She greeted him first as he put Krissy down to the tiled floors.
“Big day, I made you a big meal to go with it.” She smiled, like she hadn't just been saved from almost being beat to death.
I wanted to gag but I toned it down as Caleb filled a mug with coffee and thanked her for her efforts. It got me thinking and smiling about my efforts, I'd given him something she never would – an orgasm.
Caleb grabbed the manilla envelope sitting on the counter with Silvermoon updates from Johnathan and started to look through it at the breakfast bar. I watched him drink the caffeine as I peeled an orange slowly, keeping an eye on the way Lara tried to bring up conversation with him on three separate and desperate attempts. His absence really would be painful, cause Lara was beginning to get on my nerves.
Her meal however had turned up flawless and Caleb ate all of it, while I pretended to not be hungry – yeah, my mate hadn't bought it either.
Krissy spilt milk on herself and Lara had to change her, luckily leaving me with Caleb for a few brief moments before he'd have to go. Sitting to the stool next to him, I invaded the papers he was reading by biting his shoulder playfully.
He groaned something sexy and gave me the attention I wanted, scooping my cheek under my tendrils of hair so he could kiss me.
I almost put my tongue down his throat when his lips parted.
He chuckled, kissing me more as his fingers dropped to my chest, and he played with my braless nipples under the shirt I wore. It made me step off the chair to be closer to him, now between his thighs as we continued to make out.
He reached into his pant pocket as the seconds ticked by and had to edge off the stool to get what he wanted. His lips left mine as he pulled out a small box. “This is for you as well.”
I stared wide eyed as he popped the top off the black little box to reveal a stunning ring. It shown with tiny circular diamonds inlaid all around it's white gold band, resembling stars and moons.
“What's this?”
“For my Luna.” He took out the ring and pushed it onto the ring finger of my right hand.
Stunned and without words, I stared at the beautiful gift. “This is a bit better than the fake cock,” I whispered and he started to smile in a dashing and overly handsome way I hadn't seen before.
Yep, I was his slave – in the best sense, because he'd totally done me over – I mean, mates didn't give rings, let alone rings like that!
I kissed him, but not without having to force my eyes off my hand. “I'm your Luna...” I mumbled against his lips.
His reply came with a throaty, wolfy growl we both understood so well and it would make these three days even harder than they already were going to be. I wanted to make him a true Alpha and the anticipation filled me with pride.