No Reservations, Part One by Viola Grace
Chapter Ten
She let him slip from her lips, and she got to her feet. He bent and lifted her dress and slip up and over her head in one move.
Olivia didn’t cover up. She let him look like he had let her look. When he stroked his hands over her breasts, she exhaled softly, when he wrapped his hands around her waist, she smiled, and when he lifted her and set her on the bed, splaying her thighs wide, she blushed.
“Aw, Olivia, you are lovely, and your slick shines in the light.”
She heard the whine from her lips before she could stop herself.
He grinned. “I am also so happy that you can let yourself react now without injury to yourself.” As he said it, he slid two fingers in, and she arched.
She wanted to pretend that her body hadn’t been waiting for him, but the light touch going deep made her arch, and she cried out as she came at the careful contact. A surge of slick covered his fingers, and she moaned as she fluttered around him.
“Beautiful, Olivia. That was lovely.” He slid a third finger into her, which continued the tension and pulses around him. He flexed his hand and widened her. Olivia squeaked.
Argus bent forward and nuzzled her breasts, sucking one and then the other. She felt like her face was on fire as his fingers were lubed with every thrust. She had learned over the last few weeks that her breasts alone could bring her to orgasm if she was determined.
He seemed very determined.
She twisted her hips against him and sobbed. She shook, and her whispered begging came to her ears. “Please, Argus. Please fuck me. I’ll be good, please, please.”
He murmured against her breasts. “You are very, very good, Olivia. I just want to make sure you remember your first time.”
“I already will; now, I want it to blur with a thousand other times.”
He chuckled and moved, so his head was above hers. “A thousand?”
She stroked his cheek and murmured, “I would have gone for a million, but I didn’t want to pressure you. Please!”
He nuzzled her neck and murmured, “We have planned out your marks, but today isn’t the day.”
She was disappointed. “It’s not? Oh.”
He kissed her. “Soon. Very soon. We just want you to know us without the marks and with the marks, so there is a basis for comparison. We have plans for you.”
She shivered and whined, her hips rolling against his hand. She gripped his shoulders and stroked her hands over his back. Olly touched warm skin over hard muscle wherever her hands roamed, and as his kisses got intense, she met him stroke for stroke, trying to get him to put her out of her anticipatory misery.
When he pulled his fingers away, she was on the edge of another wave, and as he looked into her eyes, his cock was nudging at her. She clutched at him, pulling at him, the desperate whine still rolling through her.
He nuzzled at her neck and murmured, “Olivia.”
She was arching against him and trying to get him to move inside her. Her body was giving off waves of scent, and she squirmed under him.
“Olivia.” He kissed her and nipped her lip.
She blinked and looked into his green eyes. “Argus?”
He thrust into her, and she gasped, arching, and her release licked through her with lightning in her veins. She opened her mouth in shock as she tightened around the first half of his length but moaned and rocked against him as he went deeper with every slow slide.
He undulated against her, working into her bit by bit until she could feel the edge of his knot. Argus kissed her, a slow, licking kiss that urged her to lean up and meet him, motion for motion.
Argus kept her sheltered between his arms as he thrust into her, and her whines and thrusting hips matched him as he kept slow and deliberate moves, drawing out and sliding in.
The wet sounds between them she had gotten used to, but she was still blushing as she raised her legs and angled her hips to take him deeper.
She grabbed his head and licked and sucked frantically at his mouth as she got closer. She panted, whined, and finally hid her head against his chest as she shook. He slowed, but he didn’t stop. His hips stroked slowly until her aftershocks had stilled to a light, occasional flutter, and then, he started again, stroking faster, deeper, and bringing her back to her frenzied state.
She was clinging to him in a hurricane of senses. Her body was hot, wet, aching, and needing more, and she knew he would give it to her. His thrusts thudded against her, and when she was on the edge again, he locked.
She whined and twisted, but she was pinned, panting.
He kept control and rocked against her, moving his hips and stroking her from the inside out. He brought his fingers down and stroked her clit, and she went off, twitching and clutching at him as her body found what it wanted and then demanded more.
She rolled her hips against him, her eyes narrowing at the tug, and then, she pressed a hand to his chest, focused, and began to contract around his knot with tight pulses.
Olivia watched, and his eyes went wide, narrowed, and then he rutted against her with hard thrusts that moved her on the bed. She screamed as her concentration shattered and pleasure rushed in. He kept going.
* * * *
Dexter listened to the moaning, growling, and screaming coming from upstairs. “How long do you think he is going to take?”
Ambrose chuckled. “Well, I know that when I have her, it is going to be hours before you see either of us again. When we start doing marks, each of us with have a full evening, with her curling up with her bond mates to sleep.” Ambrose chuckled. “I am the first mark.”
Dexter looked at his pride mate nervously. “So, I will have an entire night with her?”
“Until you settle into sleep. Then, I will join you.”
“Wait, so Argus goes last?”
Ambrose shrugged. “He chose the most protective marking. He has to wait.”
“Is that how it works?”
“You marking her won’t interfere with my mark, nor mine with yours if you take her from behind, but Argus’s is too easy to mess with on the first day. No way to keep it clear.”
“But... he knew that.”
Ambrose nodded. “He chose it for its alert value. If anyone grabs her, we are going to know about it.”
Dexter frowned. “Is that an actual thing?”
The older alpha sighed and rubbed his neck. “On the black market, an omega like Olivia could bring in millions. Her ability to hide her designation makes her incredibly valuable, and she’s stunning. In the right light, you would mistake her for a supermodel. Well, the right light and if she lets us get her nails done. This year’s award season is going to be a lot of fun.”
Dexter’s felt his eyes light up. “So, I won’t just be running around with you two to all my family stuff, and the advertising shoots and... wow. I hadn’t considered that.”
Ambrose smiled. “I have been looking forward to the design award ceremonies and having her sit close enough that I can get a hand under her skirt to see if she can hold it in until the dinner is over.”
Dexter chuckled. “It’s quiet. What do you think is going on?”
“Well, his knot is in, and now, they wait.”
* * * *
Olivia shuddered as his tongue made long strokes up her neck, tasting the sweat and leaving her shaking. “I feel like I just exploded.” She moaned.
“You did. A few times. It’s a good start.” Argus continued calmly licking at her. He chuckled. “I wish I could spend all day with you, but the others need to gain your confidence as well.”
She sighed and blushed. “It is going to be a mess when the knot gives way.”
He smiled. “Good. I want the mess; I want your scent all over my sheets. The boys are coming back to the house tomorrow. We wanted today without you being molested by them.”
“Do they sleep with you?”
He nodded. “Usually. The other guys have their felines that like them more than other people. You will meet them, too.”
“Where are the other ones?”
“Out back. This place is a registered big cat sanctuary. There is an office and everything in the back. We have staff who feed and care for the animals.”
“Wow. Wait, this wasn’t you. Was it...”
“Ambrose. He designed this place decades ago, and when he and I met on a job, it was time for him to get it built, so I built it.”
“You two get along?”
“More or less. Until now, we have all dated outside the pride, but our differences to most alphas throw people off.” He started purring as his knot finished pumping her full.
She squeaked at the feel of the rush of fluid that was coming out of her. It couldn’t have been more than a few tablespoons, but it felt like litres.
She moaned as he left her and trembled at the emptiness.
He stroked her neck. “Good girl, excellently done, Olivia. Now I know you, and you know me.”
She nodded and tried to huddle underneath him.
He wrapped her in his arms and rolled to the side, stroking her back. His deep purr calling to her own. She relaxed and calmed down from the nervousness of being fucked but not bonded. She would deal with that.
Her bond would come soon. She just hoped it was before her heat, or things would get tricky.
“Argus, if I go into heat again, do you take time off work or do you have somewhere I can hide?”
He blinked. “Oh, sweetie, we will all take the time off work. You won’t be alone.”
“I have been alone during heats all my life; I am just trying to figure out the rules.”
“Once we have bonded, delaying contact during a heat will hurt us as much as it hurts you. We will feel your stress and tension, and we will do what we can to alleviate it as quickly as possible.” He stroked her hair. “Don’t worry. We are going to be there for you.”
She chuckled and ducked her head. “That is almost as scary. I don’t know how to deal with that either. I guess I will learn.”
He kissed her forehead. “You will learn. Now, do you want to go to Dexter and traumatize him?”
She chuckled. “He is both eager and timid. It is a fun combination. I am horny and ignorant, so things are going to get awkward.”
Argus stroked her forehead. “If you have a doubt, let him lead.”
She nodded. “Do I go like this?”
“I think Ambrose might blow if you did, so... wear the slip from breakfast.”
She nodded and sat up, stretching and hauling her hair over her shoulders.
Argus toyed with a nipple and smiled. “Have fun.”
She got up, put on the slip, and kissed him before heading downstairs. It was time to get familiar with her youngest mate.
