The Dark Thrall Mating Olivia

Chapter Eleven

Finishing my water, I sat the empty glass onto the nightstand. It met the wood with a loud clink and I winced, pushing the quilt off of my shoulders I stood. Walking over to the bathroom.

It wasn't a big bathroom. The space was cramped with a shower, toilet, and sink that was just big enough for us to put a few of our toiletries there.

At least it was clean. Some of the packs we had visited didn't have guest accommodations at the ready. This pack seemed different, at least from what Jay had told me.

I stepped into the tight space, not bothering to close the door. The tile was cool beneath my feet, I shuffled over to the shower.

Turning on the hot water and letting it warm up. After this, I'd slip into bed and sleep.

I just hoped that things with her alpha went well. That maybe Jay and I could see her again tomorrow.

Hell, if she agreed, maybe we could take her out on a date and see where things went. If she could see herself with us.

A thrill of anticipation shot through me before I stepped beneath the warm spray of water.

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When I got out of the shower, I grabbed the towel that Jay had laid out for me. Rubbing it against my body before looking out into the bedroom.

Jay was lying on the bed. He had stripped down to a pair of black boxers, his back propped up against the headboard as he looked at the screen of his phone.

Flipping the light off, I hung my towel up over the door of the bathroom before walking over to the bed and slipping beneath the sheets. He didn't look away from his phone, but he did lift his arm up. Wrapping his fingers around my shoulder, he pressed me against him so that my head rested on his chest.

"Feel better?" Jay asked, stroking his fingers through my damp hair.

"Yeah," I said, letting the steady beating of his heart relax me.

"We have a meeting with her alpha tomorrow morning. I wanted you well rested for it." He said, shifting beneath me to sit his phone down onto the nightstand.

"So you're saying that maybe tomorrow she'll be ours?"

"I'm saying that maybe tomorrow we will find out if she would like to be ours. We can't just swoop in and hunt her." Jay chuckled, a warm sound.

"So you say," I said, trying to fight down a yawn. "Can you imagine how she would look during a hunt, though?"

"Killian."

"All wild eyes and feral-"

"Killian," Jay warned.

"Letting us chase her until we caught her. Her body naked beneath one of us-"

"Keep it up and I'll put your mouth to better use." His finger tightened in my hair, giving it a sharp tug.

"Fine, spoil all my fun." I pouted and Jay tilted my head back so that he could press his lips to mine.

"Go to sleep," he ordered, shifting us around so that he could wrap himself around my body. I smiled to myself, feeling more hopeful than I had in a long time.

****Olivia POV****

Lips moved softly against mine. Thick, warm fingers moved through my hair. It had been so long since anyone had touched me like this. The touches were gentle and it filled me with a longing for more.

I felt wanted and cherished. The slow press of his lips against mine grew firmer, more demanding. He trailed his fingers over the top of my cheek, touching me like I was something fragile and easily broken.

His fingers moved down over my jaw, his tongue pressed against the seam of my lips, seeking entrance and I parted them. Waiting for the touch of his tongue against mine, I wanted to know what he tasted like. Not just his lips, but every part of him.

Need thrummed through me, pulling at my core, making my heart hammer in my chest. It was hard to think about anything but his touch and how he was making me feel.

His hand wrapped around my throat, gripping me possessively, like I was his. A low growl filled the room, making my hackles rise. His lips twitched into a smile, his other hand moving to my waist.

"Stop teasing her." The other man ordered and I knew that it was Jay. His deep voice was husky with arousal for the two of us. "Kiss her like you mean it like she's ours."

"She is ours, aren't you, little wolf?" Killian asked, his hot breath painting across my swollen lips. "Yes," I whimpered and his thumb stroked up the side of my neck over the sweet spot where I would bear his claim if he chose to mark me.

"Say it." Jay growled out and I shivered, opening my eyes. I looked through my lashes at Killian. His eyes were glowing a bright blue with flecks of gold. His beast was looking at me, just beneath the surface, ready to strike. Ready to make me theirs. I wanted it with every fiber of my being. My wolf wanted it, too. She let out a needy whine that slipped past my lips. Killian's lips twitched, his tongue darting out over his lower lip. "Mine." He growled out. His fingers tightened, pulling me closer until we were kissing again. These weren't the gentle touches from before. No, this was the kind of kiss that made my knees go weak. It was claiming and demanding and everything that I had been searching for.

Everything that I needed. His tongue moved against mine, building up the heat between us with every firm stroke. It was like I was being consumed by fire.

I fisted my hands into the back of his shirt. Trying to take in every touch, every press of his tongue against mine. The way that he held me, just in case they changed their minds. I didn't know if I could take it if they decided I wasn't theirs after this.