Olivia’s POV
I 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 crippling pleasure, but he pulled me close to him and held me tighter. I was stuck in this limbo of euphoria. There was no escape.
“You aren’t going anywhere. Do you still think our mate bond is silly? Can something silly give you such pleasure? Answer me, Olivia!”
He dipped his fingers deeper into me, and my body arched closer to him. The pleasure was powerful, and it nearly consumed me.
“Andre!”
He didn’t stop, however, and wasn’t going to stop until I gave in to him until my body and mind were in sync with his.
“Did he ever make you feel this way? Tell me if you ever moaned his name the way you moan mine.”
He pinned me to the bed and rubbed his soaked thumb over my clitoris.
I felt my body shudder and spam. I was losing control, falling deeper into an abyss and wondering when it was all going to be over. Did I even want to stop falling?
“Andre, please…ahhhhhnn”
Moans silenced my pleading as they erupted. My body began to tingle. I felt my toes curl and my eyes rolling as I was plunged into a world of ecstasy.
Andre, pl…please…please…. I… I can’t take it anymore!”
He gripped my hair and stared into my eyes. His voice was husky and menacing.
“No. You are going to take all of me. You seem to forget that I am your mate. Maybe I’ve been too easy on you, allowing you to flutter around with men. Do you really think that I have forgotten your little act with Jaxon? Now, you come to the defence of a complete male stranger and expect me to be okay with it. And now you call what the Goddess has blessed us with silly.”
I could feel the anger and jealousy in every word. His eyes were dark, and his face took in the way he squirmed at his touch, but I could tell that he wasn’t satisfied.
“Ahhhhhnn!”
He lowered his head to my ear, and I felt goosebumps dot my skin.
“You should see your face. You chose to deny yourself this pleasure and go out with someone else. Fuck! You should see how your soaked pussy craves my fingers. Your warm juices are all over my fingers, and your pussy is gripping them so tight. You’re soaking for me, kitten. You can’t deny it. You can’t deny how I make you feel. ”
He plunged into me again and silenced me with a kiss. I felt my breath being taken away. I was muffled, and I couldn’t do anything about it.
I could feel every nerve inside me teetering on the edge. I was so close to spilling my juices. I couldn’t stop…
Suddenly, I felt a sensation drench me, like cold rain. I felt my senses come alive.
I felt my wolf bubbling. I could feel desperate for freedom.
“Nima, what are…?”
I felt a surge of energy take over me. I felt stronger and felt empowered to resist Andre.
My mind began to think. Why did I have to let him control me? Why did I have to let him hold me back? I understood he was looking out for me, but I was old enough to care for myself.
I didn’t need him babysitting me. I was his mate, not his daughter or ward. I had a life outside him.
No. This had to stop. Andre was important to me. Whatever I said to him was out of anger. I never thought our bond was silly. He was the one that the Moon Goddess had destined me to be with. But my father was important to me, and he also needed a place in my life.
I couldn’t let Andre control me.
Father had died so much for me when he was alive and even gave him life just so that he could protect me. I had to do this for him. It wasn’t going to bring him back, but I doubted that I would forgive myself if I didn’t do it.
I felt my power growing steadily. Nima was restless. I could feel her prowling in my head, desperate for freedom.
“Andre…”
My voice was no longer breathy and timid. My body no longer shudders powerfully with every touch.
“Come for me, kitten. You know your body wants to.”
My body came alive as if that was a trigger word. I felt Nima’s energy rush through my veins. I felt empowered. I felt free.
My own strength surprised me as I grabbed Andre and flipped him over.
I was fast as I pinned his hands to the bed and glared at him. I relished the surprise in his face at my actions, and my lips curled into a smile.
He was no longer in charge.
“You don’t get to make the orders here, Andre. Not anymore…”