Olivia’s POV
“Again!”
I ran the course all over again at lightning speed and stopped at the finish line, panting, with my hands on my knees.
Sephora looked at me and gave me a single nod. That was probably all the praise I would get from her.
I rolled my eyes as she turned her back and walked away, and Grayson walked up to me instead.
“You are getting much better at the training drills. You have improved significantly and in such a short amount of time.”
I felt my lips curl into a smile; Grayson always knew what to say to encourage me, unlike his associate, stone-faced Sephora.
“How about you try your transformation again? It was a bit slower last time. Let me see if there has been a significant speed improvement.”
I nod and take a few steps back. I closed my eyes and focused all my lupine energy, merging my strength and body with Nima’s. I could feel her energy bubbling inside me, and then it exploded out. I stood before Grayson in my wolf form, my golden fur flowing around me.
My wolf wasn’t as big as Grayson’s or Sephora’s, but it was much more majestic, and her fur seemed to gleam in the light.
“Five seconds. It is still a few seconds slower, but it is much better than your previous attempts. Well done, Olivia.”
My grin spread even wider. Sephora walked up to me, and I felt my mood dampen. What morale-destroying thing was she about to say to me now? Grayson looked at her sceptically, but I glared at her furiously. She was scary, but I wasn’t going to back down from her.
“Good job. You try again tomorrow.”
Those six words etched themselves in my mind and soul. Did Sephora just compliment me? Grayson and I were both grinning from ear to ear. My heart was bubbling joyfully; I could tell that today was going to be a good day.
They walked away, and I hurried into the changing room, excited to get dressed and tell Andre about my day and how I was finally able to impress the strictest trainer ever.
The thoughts of Andre immediately dominated my mind, and as much as I tried, I couldn’t get him out of my thoughts.
I began to feel tense and needy, and my thighs felt damp with my juices.
I felt my wolf calling out for my mate. Images of the intimate nights and days that we spent together filled my mind and made me hunger for him even more.
I picked up my phone and called him. His deep voice filled my ears and made me desperate for his touch.
“I’m done with my training. Where are you?”
“I’m in my study. You can meet me there.”
I felt elated and put my phone away. Pleasant shivers ran down my spine. I grabbed my bag and hurried out of the training room.
My heart was beating rapidly, and the closer I got to his study, the more my body groaned for him.
When I got to the door, I took a deep breath. I pushed the door open and saw him signing some documents at his desk.
I walked over to him and gave him a hug. He, however, grabbed me and placed me on the table.
“You seem really happy. How was training?”
His eyes sparkled like emeralds, and the gentleness in his voice spurred me to talk about my day of training. I was so excited as I told him that Sephora had approved me.
“I can’t wait for the next training session.”
In my excitement, I pulled him into a kiss. My body felt weak as his tongue rode mine. His lips were soft, and he tasted like sweet wine.
I pulled away and was panting. My hands were on his chest, and I was slowly losing control of my body.
Andre pulled me close to him and took a deep sniff of me.
“Something is wrong, Olivia. What is it?”
My face flushed a hot pink, and I looked away. I was a bit nervous. I didn’t know how to tell him that I wanted him. He had fucked me so good yesterday, but I still wanted more.
“Olivia?”
“Andre,” I said, taking a deep breath. “I want you.”
A mischievous grin took centre stage on his face.
His eyes revealed that he was full of naughty ideas. He stroked my face, gripped it gently and pulled my face close to his; his lips were just a few inches from mine.
“I have never seen you this ravenous and receptive. Are you sure that you are okay?”
He seemed concerned, but his smile still remained.
I gave a nod.
“I’m fine, Andre. I just want you deep inside me. Please.”
I was softly pleading with him, and he kissed me softly.
“I think I enjoy this new you. Who am I to complain? I’ll take whatever I can get.”
Before I could think, I was turned around and bent over the table.
His palm landed flatly on my butt, and I groaned.
“Andre, please be gentle.”
My face felt hot, watching him pull down his trousers and taking out his hard dick. It rubbed my skin lightly, and my libido skyrocketed.
“I don’t think I am going to be gentle, Kitten. I am going to treat you like my little slut.”
Without warning, he yanked off my underwear and penetrated my juicy body.
“Fuck! Olivia. You’re so wet. I slipped inside you so easily. You are a naughty girl.”
His strokes were deep and hard, and he grabbed my hair to keep my butt arched towards him.
My claws dug into the wood of his desk as I felt him fill me up and pull out of me again.
“Ahhhhhnn! Andre.”
His name was all I wanted to say. I wanted to let him know how good he was treating me and how much I loved his dick being deep inside me.
“More, Andre! More. Please don’t stop!”
He smirked and bent his lips close to my ear.
“I wasn’t planning to. You are going to take all of me, you greedy little kitten.”
His tempo was steady, but his strokes were deep and hard. My pussy throbbed pleasantly as the walls gripped his cock tightly.
My juices ran down my legs and soaked his cock, making squelching noises every time he went into me.
I could feel my legs getting weaker and my body tightening.
“Andre, I’m going to cum. Please make me cum.”
He went harder and faster, and I began to lose my grip on the table.
My body trembled violently and covered Andre’s cock in my white creamy juices.
I was panting hard, and the room was spinning around me.
“Andre, that was amazing.”
He smirked and pulled me closer.
“Who said that we had to stop there?…”