Olivia Blake
As I lied on the table, I tried to recoup from the most amazing orgasm of my life. Alpha Wyler was talented, it had been intense. no boy had delivered such an orgasm before for me.
He was now eating the rest of his ice cream behind me in his chair and I didn't know what to do.
Did I just lie there or could I get up or...
“Can I move?”
He put the bowl of ice cream down and then fixed the leggings up my hips. “If you'd like to take a hot bath, you can. there's fresh towels on the counter. I'm going to watch the basketball game.”
I turned and looked down at him.
His eyes were dark and sad but I decided to ignore it.
I slid away from him, thinking about taking him up on the bath idea. I could feel the sticky ice cream dripping down my thighs, it was sort of gross even though in the moment, it had been super hot.
“Olivia?”
I pivoted on foot in an instant toward him. “Yes?”
“Did you like that?”
I tensed. I didn't want to tell him the truth, I felt it might go to his head. “If you did.”
His eyes watched me as I turned and left the dining room. Fuck, I felt like running! I wanted to shift and run from him- again- but that entertained ideas of him catching and mating me in the woods, shifted – now that was a way to do it.
I whined as I got to his bedroom and fled to the bathroom in the corner. It was a mini spa... a jetted tub, a standing shower, a small cedar room. What was this type of over done luxury!
I started the bath, searching the single shelf beside it. lavender salts and moisturizing bubbles, I took a bit of everything happily. My whole world had been flipped upside down, and it was confusing at how easily I was accepting my new life.
I sunk into the warm water as it filled. Then sat in the silence, closing my eyes and lying back. Thinking of his cock in my mouth and his mouth of ice cream between my thighs – wet, sticky... that had been enough to overwhelm me to tears.
Why he had found any of that okay, I was estranged to!
We didn't even know each other.
I lied in the bath, slowly crying for about twenty minutes. The big soaking tub took the sting off my high nerves but I was still upset, even when the door opened and Alpha Wyler walked in.
He looked over to me as I closed my eyes and bowed my head away so he might not see my blotchy cheeks.
“I thought you were watching the game?”
He was stopped across the room by the door. “I came to check on you.” For the first time that day, his voice was hesitant and soft, making him easy to listen to.
“Why?” I questioned, wishing he'd leave me be for just a little while longer.
“Because I can feel you're upset,” he admitted.
My eyes shifted to him as he approached my bath, taking off his clothes – go figure he was about to invade it! He stepped over the edge of the large tub and sat across from me, the water sloshing up and over the brim.
I put my arms around my naked form, even though he'd seen me naked more than a few times today, it still had me feeling self conscious. He sat back, relaxing, with his arms along the edge – giving me a great view of every inch of him.
“Come here.”
I didn't move, instead I curled my toes away from him.
He leaned forward, causing the water to splash my face. “How do you feel?”
I blinked at him and his new nearness. “I-I feel fine.”
“About everything that's happened today?”
“Yeah, I'm fine.”
He gave his head a shake. “No, fine is not a good enough answer.”
“Jesus!” I cursed at him. “Nothing is ever a good enough answer for you.”
“That's not what I meant.” His arms slipped under the water and he scooped me up, pulling me into his arms and against his chest.
I didn't protest for some reason.
In a protective hold, he put his arm around my waist and used his free hand to grab a nearby loofah to wash me with warm water.
“Are you cold?” he whispered in my ear.
I was cold. I was deathly cold. I laid my head to his chest in defeat, giving into the comfort he was providing. My eyes shut from the calming wash of every cascade of hot water on my shoulders, over my neck, down my arms and then I felt something odd; a kiss, along my forehead.
I sucked in a breath as it ended.
“For your first day, you did good, Olivia. You made me happy.” He spoke to me like a little girl, but I liked it. It numbed my brain and took me to a place where I didn't feel so wound up, making my life simpler. He put the loofa down and traced his fingers over my naked body.
I stiffened at the thought of where the touch may lead.
“I think the ice cream was enough for tonight, relax please.” He held me, his lips moving to my neck and he sucked on me there, sedating me into a coma of sorts. With a pop, he removed his mouth from my skin and drew his finger over the hickey I'd allowed him to give me. “That's where I'll put my mark on you.”
I shivered into him. why I was permitting him to touch me like this or talk to me like this, I didn't know but his deep voice sounded even sexier with my ear to his lightly haired chest.
I buried my face in his embrace.
“You needed this, that was stupid of me.”
I lifted my chin and looked up at him. “Needed what?”
“Aftercare, Olivia.”
My eyes snapped open, unsure what he meant!
“I'm not new to all this--”
I tore myself from his arms and the water poured over the sides to the tile. “You're not new to what?”
He sighed, dropping his chin and thinking a moment.
“Not new to what!” I snapped.
“Olivia,” he said my name calmly before proceeding, like it was supposed to take the edge off of what he was about to admit. “I'm aware you have an idea of Alphas, how they are – you've let me know what you think of my position many times today but when I'm not working, I indulge in a bit of a different lifestyle.” I blinked, not quite following and he saw that as he continued, “Olivia, I'm a Dom and when you allow yourself, you seem to enjoy me.”
Holy mother of... I got out of the tub in a hurry and he tried to catch me, but I was quick in avoiding him.
“Olivia!” He called, chasing after me.
I grabbed a blanket off his bed and ran for the bedroom door. what kind of messed up shit was I getting myself into? staying in that hot bath with him, letting him cuddle me and whisper to me!
“Argh!” I threw a fit as I ran down the stairs.
No fucking way was this happening! I was not living my life as his pet. it was bad enough I was supposed to be a damn Luna!
He thundered down the stairs behind me. I wasn't covering as much ground as I thought and he caught me at the bottom, caging me between him and the wall.
A gnarly growl erupted deep in his chest and I crushed against the wall to get away from him.
“What is wrong with you!” He snapped in my face. “This running away needs to end! Now!”
I looked up to him with a fiery expression. “You gonna make it end, Alpha?”
His muscles tensed at the threat of my words but he did nothing but slam his palm above my head in frustration, dripping water from his soaking, naked body on me. “Get up stairs.”
I swallowed, thinking over my options before doing as he said, up the stairs and he followed right behind, making sure I had nowhere to run. When we got into the room, he took my waist and pushed me to the bathroom, and just like nothing had happened, his anger fading – he toweled me off.
I shivered.
“You made yourself cold.”
I didn't reply, obviously I was cold.
“Go get in bed, I'll be there in a minute.”
I left the washroom with my feet dragging in defeat and grabbed my quilt from the ground before wrapping myself up on his bed. My eyes shut when my head hit the pillow that smelt of timber and musk, his scents. To any female wolf, it would have drove them nuts, but me – I wrinkled my nose in protest.
He sunk into the bed minutes later and grunted. “Olivia, get under the blankets.”
I mumbled, not wanting to move. “No.” I yelped as he rearranged me, lifting me off the bed and over his shoulder and then sending me back to the mattress.
I lied there stunned, blinking as he untangled me from my quilt.
“You're really cold.” His hand ran over my side and then he sunk down beside me, his naked body against mine, bringing the blankets around us, adjusting them so just my head poked out. Beneath the quilts was a whole different story, his arm looped my waist and he snuggled against me, kissing my ear, whispering, “we'll talk about things in the morning.”
I had started to drift off as his body heat warmed my cool skin. Was this what he meant when he said I enjoyed him? Because right there, I had forgot about him telling me he wanted me to be his slave or whatever, and got tingles from being in a man's arms as I fell swiftly to sleep for the first time in my life feeling safe.