Five

Titan pushed his chest deeper and felt his groin harden. An erection was close, he could undoubtedly feel it. It was unnerving that this girl who had just become his wife hours ago, had this immense effect on him. Yet it was not completely shocking. Perhaps he had gone too long without a woman. And this one was his wife. He was permitted to do anything he wanted to do with her. Aggressively, he pulled her close.

"Please," she begged.

Titan could see he was hurting her but he didn't care. The manly need in him to dominate took over completely and the only thing he wanted to do was ravage all of her until she screamed for more. 

Soon, she would know the feeling of pleasure and pain simultaneously. He started his sexual torture by sucking on her earlobe. The girl sighed, and then a moan that whetted his own appetite for more. He moved to her neck, and she clutched him harder, eager not to let go. 

Titan was hurting her with his tight grip, but she enjoyed what he was doing to her so much that the pain meant nothing. She rubbed herself against his protruding erection feeling the warmth between her legs increasing until all she wanted was him inside her. 

Titan continued to suckle on her neck, and soon enough he grew bolder, taking one hardened nipple in his mouth. Olivia gasped hard, biting her lip and suppressing a moan. He hid a smile. He would bide his time and wait until he could properly take her to a point of no return. But this was enough for now. 

He pulled away from her abruptly and stepped away. After one intense look in her eyes, he turned away wordlessly and walked out of the room.

Shaking from the sexual effect and dumbfounded by his abrupt withdrawal, Olivia took a moment to sit down before her knees gave way. 

Never in her life had she been touched or kissed like that. He had possessed her within a minute and all she wanted was for that possession to continue. 

Terrified that any of the servants could come and find her disoriented, she stood up, gathered her ruffled dress and ran upstairs. The maids must have heard her running to her bedroom because she had barely been in the room for a split second when they all appeared out of nowhere, ready to undress her. Before anyone could proceed towards her hem, she spoke out.

"I can undress myself, thank you," She announced, more curtly than intended.

The maids bowed and shuffled out. Olivia stepped out of her bed, creamed off the makeup and blanked out her mind so she would not think of Titan Black. 

***

The streaks of sunlight on her face the following morning startled her. A deep-seated instinct told her it was very late because she was usually up at the crack of dawn. Her eyes moved to the clock, and she saw it was nine in the morning. 

Olivia sat up in alarm. Had she overslept? Penelope would kill her. The woman would have a field day with this level of incompetence. In between panicking and trying to find a solution, she looked at her surroundings again and realised where she was. 

The events of the previous day came flooding back. She was no longer the slave girl, but a mate to the Lycan King. She would no longer need to wake up daily to scrub floors and prepare hot meals for breakfast while Penelope slept like a log of wood. 

As the mate to one of the most powerful men here, she would be catered to completely and totally. 

Including being a property of Titan Black.

And with that realisation came the sexual memory of yesterday. Olivia swallowed hard, remembering every bit of the experience, until he had pulled away suddenly. 

For the life of her, she couldn't understand the man. But he was to remain an enigma, then she would reciprocate the same energy. Eager to start the day, Olivia took a long hot shower and got dressed. She brushed out her hair and then packed it in a neat chignon.  

After a satisfying look in the mirror, she set out to go downstairs for breakfast. Before leaving, she glanced at the clock. It was 9:45.

She went downstairs, hoping to find the dining room as quickly as possible, but it was not to be. The mansion was much bigger and larger than she thought. 

She walked through several hallways, more rooms, and another staircase, and soon she was somewhere that resembled an alley. 

There was something forbidden about the place that made her believe she was intruding. She looked around helplessly. Yesterday, the servants had led her to her dinner and it had been easy enough. With all her apprehension, she had not taken the time to look around and study her surroundings properly. Where was she to head to now?

A voice interrupted her confusion. "Luna?"

Olivia whipped around in surprise, partly because she had erroneously thought she was the only one there. And who was Luna? Her? The owner of the voice came into a much clearer view, and she could see that it was the lady who had 'analysed' her and told her she'd 'passed'. Whatever that meant. 

"What are you doing down here?" The woman asked, looking around as though she herself had never been here. 

"I…well…"

"Are you lost?" 

Olivia gave an embarrassed laugh. "I suppose so,"

The woman grinned. "It's okay, the pack house takes some getting used to."

Olivia nodded and smiled.

"The servants shouldn't have let you go off on your own though," the woman frowned.

Olivia's heart quickened. She knew how it felt to be reprimanded for another's mistake. "I'm afraid that's my fault, not theirs. I set out on my own and I'm sure they were doing other duties while I slept in late."

The woman seemed convinced and grinned. "That's quite alright. Let's get out of here anyway. King Titan detests tardiness and you are late enough already." She took Olivia's hand and led her out of her in-house geographical quagmire. 

After a few minutes of turns and twists, Olivia and the woman arrived at the dining area hand in hand. Before she entered she felt the usual dark nomination that preceded Titan's presence, and sure enough, he sat in the dining, eyes squarely on his phone. 

Olivia was not prepared for the physical impact that hit her upon seeing him again. It was as though she was transported straight back to last night - the tension, the pleasure and pain, the feel of Titan's powerful body against hers, his abrupt unprecedented withdrawal…

She wanted to sit as far as possible from him, but the woman directed her to sit near Titan. As his wife, she knew it was her place but she would rather have sat anywhere else but close to him. She was hungry but unable to touch the food. It was as though Titan filled every inch of her and just being close to him filled her with erotic fantasies. She felt him touch her neck, suckle on her ear lobes, teasing her as her body got aroused by his touch. 

But it didn't stop there.

She closed her eyes and imagined him lifting her dress and sticking a finger deep inside her. The sensation felt so real and she begged him not to stop, to continue and to take her. Titan lifted her up against the wall and trusted as deeply as he could while she clutched his back hard, moaning loudly. 

Olivia opened her eyes, shaking away the thoughts, but a wetness had formed in between her legs. She silently cursed herself for being sexually attracted to a man she'd just met. 

Logically of course she couldn't be blamed. It was all Titan's fault for making the first move and now for making her want things like this. She wanted to avoid him, to not want to think about him and yet she wanted to feel the way she felt last night. 

Finally, Titan looked up. He glanced at the other woman before his eyes met and lingered on Olivia. He noticed that today's dress hugged her curves and made her breasts look fuller than yesterday's. He didn't deny that she was phenomenally sexy but if he wanted to keep his hands off her he needed to look away from that tempting voluptuous body. 

"What's the time, Olivia?" He asked harshly.

Olivia looked up at him, startled back to reality. "Uh-huh?"

"I asked you what the time is?"

Olivia looked up at the wall clock. "It's five minutes past ten," She answered.

"You were late this morning," Titan informed as he buttered a toast. "Breakfast is at nine."

"I..I'm sorry, I didn't know,"

His eyes darkened as they met hers and Olivia swallowed, tightening her thighs. "Oh, really?"

She was unable to hold the piercing gaze. She looked away. Emotions soared within her.

"Next time you are late, I will punish you."