The Dark Thrall Mating Olivia

Chapter Thirty-Three

I knew that it was from my heat, but being pinned between Jay and Killian and watching them kiss. Knowing that Jay was tasting my release on Killian's lips. It made the dull ache between my legs almost unbearable. My legs were shaking as I sat on the back of Killian's motorcycle. The vibrations made my pussy clench up, I was desperate to come. When he pulled his bike to a stop, I let out a pained whimper, my fingers scrabbling at the clasp of my helmet.

Everything was too much and I was on sensory overload. My wolf was clawing at the surface, needy and wanting.

"You okay, little wolf?" Killian asked, turning to look at me. I shook my head, unable to say anything. He climbed off of his bike, his hands came up to the helmet straps and he undid the clasp, being careful not to touch me. I was thankful for that, every touch of his skin against mine on the drive over here had been like torture making me want to beg them to pull over and fuck me. It didn't matter how they did it, I just wanted them inside of me.

"Olivia," Jay said, coming over to Killian and me as he pulled the cabin's keys out of his pocket. "We will take care of you. If you'll give me your phone, I'll text Gloria and let her know where you are,"noveldrama

I nodded, handing him my phone. Our fingers brushed against each other and my body pulsed. Pressing my thighs together, I let out a panting moan. Killian sat his helmet down on top of his bike before taking the keys from Jay. His hand moved to mine and then he pulled it back so that he wasn't touching me. I hated this feeling. Needing him to touch me but knowing that it would make my entire body hurt until we were joined.

Once we were together and the hunger was stated, my body would relax and I would be able to

think again.

Killian and I walked up the steps, he put the key into the lock. Pushing open the door before he stepped back, letting me go first. I walked into the darkened cabin. The scent of their coupling hung in the air along with the sharp scent of lemon-scented cleaner.

"Can I get you anything?" Killian asked from behind me.

I turned to face him, toeing my boots off. "No, I need you."

"I'm all yours little wolf," He said, his glowing eyes sweeping down my body. "Whatever you

need from me, whatever you want from me. It's yours."

"I just, I need you." I started to pull off my shirt and his hands shot out, stopping me. "Wait, just wait a moment."

I whimpered, dragging the hem of my shirt through my fingers as I took a half step back from him. When he touched me, it made the heat grow worse. "Killian."

"I want to undress you." He stepped around me in a slow circle that was all predator. "You have no idea how long I've waited for someone like you."

Jay came into the cabin, closing and locking the door behind him. He sat my phone down on the coffee table before he moved to the fireplace. He crouched down, picking up one of the logs that were stacked neatly beside the fireplace. He put it into the fireplace and I watched as he sucked in a breath, blowing out a stream of fire onto the log. It was easy to forget that these men were dragons, that they were so different from me.

He stood up, walking over to the couch before he sat down, his dark gaze watching us intently. I looked at him, worrying my lower lip. "Jay."

"I want to watch the two of you." He said in that commanding tone, his alpha-like power moving over my skin making me gasp.

Killian stepped behind me, his hands moving around my waist to grip the hem of my shirt. He pulled it off and I lifted my arms up to help him. His fingers traced up my arms as he pressed his lips to my shoulder. "I could spend all day exploring you."

He moved his fingers to my bra, undoing the clasp to let the black lace fabric fall to the floor with my shirt. He trailed his hands up my sides, sharp nails scraping softly over my skin. Goosebumps rose along my flesh and I tried not to shiver at his touch.

It was a losing battle as heat filled me and my body shook at his next caress. His fingers brushed against the side of my breast and I brought my arms up to cover myself. Killian let out a low growl, stopping me. I dropped my hands to my sides and his fingers moved over my breasts. Rolling my nipple with his thumb and forefinger. He pushed my hair away from the side of my neck. His breath was like fire against my skin. Like the fire that I watched burning brightly in the fireplace, chasing the chill from the crisp autumn air that seemed to follow us into the small cabin.

I never thought I would be in here with someone like Killian. There was something about him that scared and excited me, something wild that I didn't have a name for. Whenever he came into the dinner, I would always feel his eyes on me. Like I was prey and he was hunting me. "Don't cover yourself up when you are with me." His lips pressed against the side of my neck. He pressed his hard, muscular chest against my back. "I want to see every part of you. How your body responds to my touch. Don't hide anything from me."

Killian's voice was low and gravelly with arousal. Between each word, he kissed his way down my neck and over my shoulder. Teasing my skin with soft nips of his teeth and gentle touches of his tongue until my breath came in sharp pants. He undid the button and that held up my skirt, pushing the denim fabric down my legs so that it pooled at my ankles. I stepped out of my skirt, kicking it to the side so that it wouldn't trip me. His fingers traced along my hip, in that same scratching caress. A promise of the pleasure that he was going to give me with this mating.