The Dark Thrall Mating Olivia

Chapter Twenty-Three

"What, that we'll get to teach you so many things that you'll enjoy?" Killian grinned, his tongue tucking behind his teeth as he looked down at Olivia. I could tell that his thoughts were headed to the same place that mine were. That it would be our touch alone that she would come to crave. That we would get to see a side of her that no one else ever got to see or ever would again.

"I didn't think of it that way." She said, picking up her water glass and taking a sip. When she set the glass down, she traced her fingertip over the condensation on the glass before looking at Killian and then back to me. She didn't say anything else, but I could see the curiosity there.

"If there is anything you wanted to know, we would be happy to answer your questions. Or if you don't feel comfortable-"

"No, it's not that." She said, her words coming out in a jumbled rush. "I'm just trying to think of where to start... I don't want to say the wrong thing and scare you guys away."

"Little wolf, nothing you could do could scare us away," Killian said, tracing his fingers along the collar of her sweater.

"He's right, nothing you could say would send us away, Olivia."

I liked seeing him like this. It had been so long since I had seen him want someone. I hoped that after tonight, Olivia would agree to be ours. I wanted her and so did Killian. There was no denying the attraction that I felt for her. I hoped for it to grow into something deeper. I could see her loving Killian and I, her body changing as she carried our offspring. I wanted that with her. The waitress stopped by our table, a tray balanced by her shoulder. "I hope you three are hungry."

"Famished." Killian chuckled and Olivia looked up at him, batting her long dark lashes. "Me too." Her words were soft, but they made his skin ripple. He sucked in a breath, his eyes flickering to me and I uncrossed my ankles. Bumping my boot covered foot against his. The waitress sat down our plates in front of us before heading off to check on the rest of her tables. I looked down at the rare steak that sat on my plate and the small red potatoes. The scents made my stomach growl. I picked up my fork, stabbing it into the steak before slicing the tender cut with my knife. Taking a bite, I closed my eyes, letting the burst of flavors hit my tongue.

"If you think that's sexy little wolf, you should see what he does when I'm on my knees for him." "Killian." Olivia gasped and I opened my eyes, looking at the two of them as I swallowed.

"I'm just saying if you want me to show you..." He trailed off and Olivia looked over at me, her eyes darkening as her wolf peered out.

"You both should eat," I smirked.

Killian untangled himself from Olivia, pulling his plate closer to him. He leaned over the plate, inhaling the smells of his steak. It wasn't as rare as mine, a little bunch of steamed asparagus sat beside the meat. "Smells good."

"It does," Olivia said, unrolling her silverware from the white linen napkin. She smoothed the fabric over her lap before picking up her fork and knife. I watched her cut off a piece of her blackened chicken, taking a bite. She chewed it slowly before swallowing, "So, how does the submissive-dominant thing work? Like, yes, I know you're his dom but would you be mine too?" "If you would like that, then yes." Like didn't even come close to describing how much I wanted that. As dragons, we were more possessive than other shifters. It was ingrained in our very DNA to be possessive and obsessive about what was ours.

"We could go slow if you'd like." Killian said, finishing off his wine.

"Slow?"

"Before we do that, we need to come up with a safeword." I said, I could go slow with her but I didn't want to go past what she would enjoy. If she was as inexperienced as I thought, then she would need more from both Killian and I.

"Like for me to tell you if it's too much?" She asked, tucking her hair behind her delicate ear. The low light caught a small hoop that was in her cartilage.

"Yes, I wouldn't want to push you past what you would enjoy." I looked over at Killian as I spoke. This word wasn't just for me, but I wanted him to remember this word would go for him as well. My mate could be intense in his need to bring pleasure to his partners.

"We could do colors if you would prefer." Killian chimed in. "Red to stop, yellow to keep going but take it easy, green to keep pushing."

Olivia picked up her glass, taking another sip of her water as she thought over what Killian and I had said. "How about whiskey? We can still use the colors, but if I forget them..."

I sat down my knife, picking up my drink, and taking a sip. Finishing it off, I sat the glass back down. "Whiskey it is."

***Olivia POV***

"Whiskey it is," Jay said, his lips twitching in the ghost of a smile as he sat down his empty tumbler. The look in his eyes didn't speak of going slow. That look was dark and tempting, with hints of a promise that I wondered if he would be able to keep. His tongue tucked behind his teeth and he closed his eyes.noveldrama

My wolf wanted to give into them, for it to be hard and fast. For them to both claim me, as a wolf, I was hard-wired to seek out an alpha. Jay was all alpha. Killian was too, but there was just something about Jay that made me want to do what he wanted, despite my worries. I had the feeling that he wouldn't let me fall and if he did, they would both be there to catch me and soften the landing.