Olivia's POV "André! I can't..."My knees tried to come together over his head, but he pushed my thighs apart."You are going to have all of me."He grunted angrily, walked to his clothes, and grabbed his tie.I watched him nervously. I didn't want to get up. I wanted to be under his control. I wanted him to dominate me.He grabbed my arms and tied them together, then tied the longer end of the tie to the bed frame."You are going to take all of me, kitten."He pressed his lips to mine and fingered me softly. I squirmed and tried to moan, but his lips muffled any sound that my lips made.I could feel the intensity in my body. The peak was so close. I could feel it.I just needed a little more of him. Just a little more.Suddenly, he stopped, and I felt myself plummet from a height.I felt frustration seep in, and tears came to my eyes. Why was he teasing me this way?"André, please. I want to cum."My voice was choked, and I saw the look in his eyes soften.He lowered himself to me, a
Olivia's POVI groaned and stretched myself on the bed. I rolled to the side and noticed the large space on the bed. André was missing.I rubbed my eyes in alarm and smoothed his side of the bed with my hands. I found myself biting my lower lip as I remembered our night of sublime lovemaking.I couldn't remember the last time that I had felt that way with him.I rolled over, and I could still feel my pussy tingling from the night of passion. I craved him all of a sudden. "Where is he...?"The bathroom door creaked open, and he stepped out. He looked just as handsome as the night before—maybe even more.I never thought there would be a time to envy water.The droplets slid off his muscular torso and wet the floor. He was in boxers, but I could still make out his outline.“Fuck! Not now, Olivia!” I chided internally. Why would I think about that now? I stopped myself and made my eyes rest on his face. His hair was in wet clumps that gave him a slick look. It seemed his hair had gotten
André's POVI saw the way her eyes rippled, and I slowly released the grip on her face.I wanted to just swoop on her lips angrily and kiss my anger away.I wasn't angry at her but at that bastard that she had stayed with.Did I trust him?No.I knew men. I knew how low they could sometimes stoop, especially for someone as beautiful as my mate. I was scared to lose her, and I didn't want anyone to take advantage of her. There was no way that I could believe that he had stayed this entire time with Olivia and not have thoughts about having her in his bed or about making...No. Even the thoughts made me even more angry.I slowly let go of her, and there was a brief silence in the room."Don't talk about another man in front of me, Olivia."I watched her face twist funnily. I could tell that she knew I was jealous, but every effort she made to pacify me only gave me more reasons to worry. "André, he is not another man. He is a 'friend' —a friend who happens to be a lot more supportive o
Olivia's POV“Don’t cross the line, Olivia,” he warned with a low growl. I saw the disappointment in his eyes. I felt guilt stab at my heart, but pride consumed me and didn't allow me to make amends."The most important person in the world to me has always been my father. He did everything for me. He was there for me when Nicole ran away to leech off you. You are my mate, and if you can't support me in trying my best to repay him for all that he had done for me while he was alive, then I don't see what we should be together."The words tumbled out of my mouth like water from a waterfall. His expression was so raw and full of pain, and I could feel his anger burning hot.I wanted to say, 'I was sorry' or, 'I had made a mistake, ' but something held the words in my throat."This relationship of ours can't stand if you can't support the things and people that I care about. I can't just be there for you anytime you want to blow off steam and relieve yourself of sexual tension. I'm not you
Olivia's POVI could not speak. My words were silenced, and all I could feel was my body slowly giving in to his touch.I tried to stop myself. I tried to resist the way he made me feel weak and vulnerable, the way he made a claim to my body every time he touched me.I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of listening to my moans every time his hands went up my thigh.But I couldn't stop myself. I couldn't stop myself from groaning every time his fingers teased my skin. I felt his fingers grip my skin, and I felt a ripple of pleasure.Why couldn't I control myself around him? Why did my barriers shatter every time I was near him? Was I really that pathetic? His fingers played with my body. I could feel them writing his name on my skin. His voice filled my ears with an enchanting and seductive timbre. “You are mine, Olivia. Only mine."His fingers dipped inside of me, and my juices slushed as I felt them run down my legs.I gripped the sheets and tried to get away from the crippl
Olivia's POV I felt my energy skyrocketing. I heard Nima giggle out in my head."Finally! I thought you were going to be a sissy little pushover and let him tell you what to do."I scoffed and continued to pin André on the bed. The raw energy flooding through me was amazing. I felt so alive.I felt him struggle a bit, but my grip was firm. I felt something slipping out of me. I couldn't tell what it was, but it was something subtle.I sniffed the room and smelt it—my scent. It filled the room and doused the air like strong, enticing perfume. I had never been able to smell it, but now I understood why I always drew my attention to myself. It was powerful, and I could only imagine how André was coping. I turned my attention back to André and saw him looking at me with wide eyes."Olivia? Are you alright?"I saw the bewilderment shimmer in his green eyes. The disbelief on his face was one I was going to cherish for a long time."Olivia? Are you okay?"I didn't answer his question and i
Olivia's POVI felt tears well up in my eyes. What was I even doing? What prompted me to say the things I said earlier? Was that how I really felt about our relationship? I was ashamed and tried to look away, but his palm cupped my cheek and kept my eyes fixed on him."There is nothing to be sad about, Olivia. I understand that you are grown and need to make decisions for yourself. I understand that sometimes I can be overwhelming and possessive, but it's because I care about you. And I promise you that I will do anything and everything that I can for you."I felt my words being choked by tears."André, I...""Olivia, I will follow you to the ends of the earth if I have to, as long as it makes you happy. But your decision to go to Elvis Pine is risky, and all I was saying is that we shouldn't go there without having a plan and having security measures put in place."He pulled my face gently and pressed my forehead on his."I lost you once. I am not going to lose you again. Please, Ol
André's POVI watched as Olivia slept peacefully. The day had been far spent. I was hoping we would get to the pack, but a lot of things had happened, and we were still in bed.I watched her sleep, eager to stroke her face and push away the stray lock of hair that fell over her left eye.Soon, I heard her groan, and she stirred gently. I watched as she opened her eyes and looked around."Hello, beautiful."Her face beamed with a smile, and her cheeks gently filled with colour."How long was I asleep?"I walked up to her and sat beside her, finally getting the opportunity to play with her hair."Not too long. I didn't want to wake you up. You looked so tranquil."Her eyes were washed all over my face, and each glance was filled with love. "Aren't we going back home? I know you wanted to leave early. I'm sorry that I delayed and...""Shhhhh. It's fine–"I hushed her silently and sealed her lips with a soft kiss."–I asked the men to grab your bags and take them to the car. I would like