The Dark Thrall Mating Olivia

Chapter Seven

I slipped my hand into the pocket of Jay's jacket, pulling out the set of keys that he had been sent before our arrival. My lips brushed against his ear, "The only person I want to hear your moans is that pretty little wolf from the diner."

Jay shook just the slightest movement of his shoulders. His thumb brushed against the claiming bite on the side of my neck and I knew that he was thinking about what I was thinking about. Or, I should say who we were thinking about.

Olivia.

How her dark hair would look fanned out over the pillow. Her eyes twisted shut as Jay watched me touch her. Tease her until she begged him for permission for me to fuck her. For him to join us. My jeans grew tight and I had to fight back a moan.

"Stop tempting me or I'll take you over my knee."

"Is that a promise?" I smirked, and his hand tightened around my throat. Letting me know that I was treading a fine line, but I didn't care. I wanted him just as desperate as I was for her. "Killian." His words were a rough growl that I felt all the way to my toes. I nipped at his lobe and his hand moved to my waist, holding me in place. "Get inside and strip."

He pulled his hand away from my throat and spun me around so that I was facing the rustic- looking cabin that we would be residing in for the next few days. The wood was stained with a dark brown finish. Around the windows, the trim was done in a deep maroon. The flower boxes in front of the windows were empty, but I knew that it all must look very picturesque in the spring.

I rushed up the steps, the last one creaking loudly. My hands shook as I shoved the key into the lock, turning the tumblers clicked into place. Jay's hand slipped down to the doorknob, twisting the dark iron.

The door creaked open and I could smell the cleaner that they had used to clean the cabin. The fading scent of fading lemon-scented cleaner hung in the air along with the soft scent of the detergent they had used on the linens in the bedroom.

The front room was pretty bare, just a brick fireplace with a flannel loveseat against the opposite wall. A low wooden coffee table sat in front of it.

Jay nudged me forward. "Inside and strip." He ordered again. I stepped inside, a chill moving down my spine.

He was close behind me, closing the door behind us with a soft snick. Twisting the lock shut, he didn't bother turning on the lights. He didn't need to. I could see every detail of him, clearer than before.

If I had looked into a mirror, I knew that my eyes would be bright and glowing. My skin was rippling, I wanted to shift. Needed it like the air that flowed in and out of my lungs.

I didn't know why I was feeling this way, it had to be my dragon. The beast was so close to the surface, I needed my thrall mate to pull me back. To ground me before I hunted her down and claimed her for my ours.

It would have been easier if she had been fated to us. We could skip all of the red tape. Skip talking to her alpha to make sure that she would be okay with what we had planned.

I knew that Jay was trying not to get his hopes up. I couldn't help it, from the way that she had looked at us. I knew that Olivia was different.

She wouldn't pick one of us over the other. Wouldn't force us to make a choice that neither of us wanted to make. I had seen the way that she watched my mate, how she had looked at me. All wide-eyed, like a pretty little owl peering up at me.

I pushed my jacket off, letting it fall to the floor as I brought my hands up to undo the buttons

on my shirt. Jay's eyes were dark, watching my every movement. His tongue darted out, moving over his lower lip.

My heart hammered in my chest, I could hear it. Just like I could hear the beating of his heart, feel it just as if it were my own. I slipped off my shirt, letting it fall to the floor before moving closer to Jay.

I moved my hands down my abs, giving him a show. His eyes glowed like the night sky, dark and endless. I could hear his heart beating faster and it fed into my need for him. That my thrall mate would still feel this way for me after we had been together for so long made me love him more. He reached out to me, gripped the back of my neck before hauling me closer. "Stop teasing me." "You like it when I tease you."

His lips twitched and I knew that if I hadn't been watching him, I would have missed that smirk completely. Jay sealed his lips to mine, his kiss hungry and demanding.

Letting me know who I belonged to. I unsnapped the button of my jeans, lowering my zipper. Pushing his shirt, I dragged my nails over his abs. Loving the feel of the downy hairs that trailed below his belly button.

I wanted to fall to my knees, to trace that trail down until I reached his fat cock. To take him into my mouth, worship him like the god he is.

Jay let out a moan when I trailed my fingers over the waistband of his jeans. He brought his hand up, stopping me from undoing his thick studded leather belt. I pulled back, looking up at him. "I told you to strip, that's one."

I swallowed hard, stepping back from him. Toeing off my boots, I shoved my jeans down my hips. "Keeping count?"

"You need someone to keep you in line." His voice had an almost rumbling growl to it, and I knew that he was struggling for control. Was it for me or did he want to go to her too?