A Passionate Night
A Passionate Night
(Matthew’s POV)
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Olivia was held in my arms, feeling my heat through the thin fabric. She instinctively resisted and took a step back, her eyes wide with uncertainty.
I surprised her by retreating first, sitting down on the sofa. My voice was soft, a stark contrast to my earlier intensity as I beckoned her.
“Come here.”
I was giving her a choice, waiting for her to come to me willingly. Olivia hesitated and took another step back, her heart clearly a whirlwind of conflict.
A flicker of deep disappointment and sadness crossed my face, a rare c***k in my stoic facade. The sight of her rejection struck something deep within me.
I stood up to leave, my voice quiet. “Rest early.”
As I turned away, I heard her sharp intake of breath. The sound of her tears was more than I could bear.
With tears welling in her eyes, she took a decisive step towards me. In an instant, I turned back, closed the distance between us, and swept her into my arms.
I carried her to the bed, my heart pounding with relief and desire.
I gently kissed the tears from her eyes, my voice low and husky. “You want me too, don’t you?”
Overwhelmed and shy, Olivia could only avert her gaze. I pinned her hands above her head, refusing her plea to turn off the lights.
“Look at me,” I commanded, wanting to see her completely, to drown in the sight of her.
I kissed her, feeling our tongues intertwine. Olivia moaned, her body beginning to tremble beneath me.
I moved down, taking her n****e into my mouth and circling it with my tongue. “You’re perfect, Livvy.”
I kissed her body addictively until I reached her c******s. “Are you this wet for me?”
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Olivia’s face was flushed with desire and embarrassment. She embraced me and kissed me again, her voice breathless.
“Give it to me, Matt, I want you.”
I could no longer hold back. I entered her, thrusting into her, slamming into her with desperate need.
Every stroke made her cry out louder. “Don’t stop,” she begged. “Don’t ever stop.”
In the throes of our passion, I whispered commands and confessions into her ear. “Don’t hide things from me.”
I thought of her as my little liar, someone I had to use all my wits to keep. Later, as she slept soundly in my arms, I held her close.
I whispered my deepest fear into the darkness. “My love, don’t run away again. If you run again, my heart will break.”
Hearing the children’s car approach through my enhanced Alpha senses, I reluctantly left her side to greet them.
(Olivia’s POV)
The next morning, I woke up feeling surprisingly well–rested. There was no soreness thanks to my wolf’s enhanced healing.
The pristine state of the room made me wonder if the passionate night had been a dream. Until I undressed and saw the tell–tale love bites scattered across my skin.
Mortified, I tried to avoid Matthew. I asked Briar to let me know when he had left for pack business.
However, Matthew was standing just outside the bathroom door and overheard me. He playfully teased me through the door.
“I’m busy today, I won’t wait for you, Miss Shy.”
When I finally emerged, he was waiting for me with a single pink tulip. The delicate flower seemed to glow in the morning light.
“I bought it myself,” he said softly, his eyes tender.
The simple gesture moved me to tears. A pink tulip – the symbol of eternal love.
He pulled me into an embrace, his voice laced with genuine concern. “Did I hurt you last night?”
Overwhelmed by his tenderness, I stood on my toes and kissed him. The kiss was soft, filled with all the emotions I couldn’t voice.
(Tasha’s POV)
I returned to the Kane Estate deeply unsettled. The previous night’s encounter with Ethan
Moonstone had left me terrified.
But what I witnessed upon my return ignited a different kind of turmoil. I saw Matthew kissing Olivia with a tenderness I had never seen before.
When Matthew noticed me, he instinctively shielded Olivia from my view. His voice was cold as he dismissed me.
“Tasha, you’re dismissed for the day.”
The gesture, meant to protect Olivia, felt like a dagger to my heart. He had never looked at me with such protective instincts.
Consumed by jealousy, I went downstairs. Beta Tristan was organizing the day’s schedule, referring to Olivia respectfully.
“Luna Olivia’s security detail needs to be adjusted for the concert,” he said to another guard.
I snapped at him bitterly. “She’s not Luna. Neither the Kane family nor the European court has officially accepted her.”
Beta Tristan could only sigh, his expression weary. “For the Alpha King, his own acceptance is all that matters.”
His words stung because they were true. Matthew’s devotion to Olivia was absolute, regardless of protocol.
Driven by resentment, I stepped outside into the shade of a tree. My hands trembled as I dialed Faelan Moonstone’s number.
“I’ve made up my mind,” I said, my voice hard with determination.
“I will give you their signed partnership dissolution agreement. I’ll help you ruin Matthew’s reign.”
My voice grew venomous as I continued. “I’ll make everyone believe that Olivia is the culprit for his downfall.”
As I finished speaking, my eyes widened in shock. I met Olivia’s beautiful grey eyes watching me from the garden path.
