Chapter 3 Bad Dream

Bad Dream

Nikolai

I got up early and had my hand do the job for me. I would have taken her right there if I had stayed any longer.

I was taking a shower when I heard her enter.

"Let me give you pleasure, Master," Ava said from behind me. She was kneeling when I turned around, her hand already coming to hold my cock. I groaned at the feeling of her hand around my length and my wolf purred. He was already putty in her hands. I wouldn't have done it but there was no going back now.

The shock of her willingly touching me registered somewhere in the back of my mind. But there is no fucking way I'm going to dwell on it when the most beautiful woman I've seen in my entire life is kneeling in front of me.

She kissed the tip of my head first and then took my cock in her hot mouth, her tongue swirling around the head. My cock jerked in her hand. I felt my wolf come forward and fight with me for control for the first time in years. He was going crazy trying to figure out if she was his mate or not. And he wanted to take control and find it out himself. And then I felt the thread snap and he was at the forefront. Fuck this, it was not going to be as gentle as I wanted it to be. My wolf won't let it. I put my hand in her hair and gripped it tight.

"This isn't going to be gentle, Ava." I gritted in a warning and started fucking her mouth.

She almost took half of my length, I know she tried but she needed more practice. But this was more than anyone ever had. I fucked her mouth as I would her hot pussy- hard and fast, which would no doubt be as sweet and tasty as her. I was plummeting in her mouth like a jackhammer. I could hear her gagging when my tip touched the back of her throat and it turned me on more but she wasn't relaxing her throat.

"Relax your throat." I groaned.

Tears were streaming down her eyes as she tried but she couldn't and now my orgasm was close. I gripped her hair harder when her throat relaxed slowly, taking more of my length in her mouth now. Her beautiful but teary eyes are on mine. It was because of the gag reflex but I hated her tears. And when I was close, she did a thing with her tongue and I burst in her mouth.

"Swallow every single drop," I ordered as I came, letting go of her hair and slipping out a bit so she could suck comfortably. She did as she was told and then licked me clean before finally letting me go.

My dick was getting hard again but this was enough, for now, her throat was going to be sore for quite some time. I pulled her up by her arms. She was so tiny that she hardly reached my shoulders. Fucking cute.

"Thank you, Master, for letting me serve you." She whispered after she swallowed and licked her lips like she liked the taste of me.

But for some reason, I felt guilty. Like I shouldn't have let that happen. My shoulders slumped. I felt like I had taken advantage of her. And I knew I had. I couldn't control myself. The moment I felt her lips around me, I was a goner. But I need to make it right. She's my mate. And it's not just my needs anymore, it's about her too. I want to show her that I'll take care of her. And I'll do it with my actions.

"Never thank me, Kroshka," I told her, my thumb caressing her cheek. She sighed and leaned in my palm.

"Let's get you all cleaned up," I whispered, pulling her in the shower with me, let me serve her now.

I worshipped her body, cleaning her, not letting my hands linger anywhere. That was the least I could do after using her like that. The tension finally left her stiff form. When I was rinsing the soap off her face, I saw that there was too much pain in her eyes.

"I apologize. I took advantage of you." I whispered as I caressed her cheek. Her breath hitched but she didn't reply. Did her throat hurt? "Did I hurt you?" I asked quietly after I finished bathing her. The thought of hurting her, hurt me, it tugged at my heart. I knew I shouldn't have taken her so roughly but my wolf was mostly in control. I was thinking with my other head too.

Why did it hurt me so much, I wasn't sure. It bothered me but I pushed it out of my mind. She needed me right now.

"No!" She sobbed. I took her in my arms, hugging her, pressing her soft body against my hard one.

"What is it, Ava?" I asked softly in her ear. Her arms came around me but she didn't answer. My heart clenched, I couldn't stand her tears, whatever had caused them.

"What is it, Ava?" I demanded quietly in my Mastertone, knowing she will answer now. I needed to know the source of her pain so I could work to reduce it.

"I'm sorry for yesterday. No one has ever taken so much care of me. You are so kind to me and I wanted to please you." She whispered, her form shaking. Fucking hell. This was the last thing I was expecting. I thought I hurt her and she was crying because of that!

"Get used to it, my Ava. You are mine and I take care of what is mine. Always." I told her, brushing her tears and then kissing her forehead.

I will sort out the mate deal later. Ava isn't my mate but she is perfect for me. Sweet, caring, and submissive. I don't have time for an overbearing, defying, and bratty mate anyways.

I am never letting this angel go, she is bound to me forever. She may have escaped the hell she was in but there is no escaping me.

She gasped at that and looked at me with wide eyes. I winked at her, giving her a smirk.

"We're late, let's go," I told her, giving her a towel to dry herself up and using another to wrap around my waist. Vladimir had kept a dress on the bed, as per my instructions. We both got ready and walked downstairs, my hand wrapped around her perfect little waist. Alexander and Isabella were already in the car with the rest of my men.

"You're late." He grumbled. "Bella, meet Alpha Nikolai Volkov. He helped me find you." He told her, his eyes softening at her sight. He had finally found his match.

"Thank you, Alpha Volkov." She smiled at me.

"Your welcome and call me Nikolai. This is Avalyn." I nodded at her. I wanted to see how Ava would react to other people.

"Hello, nice to meet you." Isabella smiled at her, extending her hand towards her.

Ava looked at me and I nodded.

"Nice to meet you too." She said shyly and shook her hand. At least she wasn't afraid of meeting other people. I wanted her to be a confident person and have friends. The ride to the airport was short, we got out of the car and went towards my private plane.

"You can take the room on the left," I told Alexander after an hour had passed. It was going to be a long flight, they might as well get comfortable. He picked up a sleeping Isabella and left.

Ava was gripping the armrest, looking scared of flying.

"Relax, Ava." I took a hold of her hand and pressed a kiss on the back of her hand. She relaxed a bit but not enough.

"Let's go to the room." Sleeping through the flight would be good. She followed meekly as I entered the room. I ringed the air hostess and then removed my jacket to get comfortable.

I heard a knock.

"Come in," I called out, loosening my tie and folding the sleeves of my black dress shirt.

"Would you like anything Alpha Volkov?" She asked, looking at both of us.

"What would you like to have for breakfast?" I asked Ava. She looked at me with wide eyes and I arched one eyebrow at her, waiting for her reply, it is her choice and there are people here to do as she said.

"Pancakes or fruits would be good." Came her soft reply. I smiled inwardly.

"Get both of them, two plates, with chocolate syrup on pancakes," I said in a dismissing tone.

Ava was sitting on the bed, looking around but her eyes peeking at mine every now and whenever she would look at me, the pink in her cheeks would deepen.

"Talk to me, Ava. Why don't you let me hear your voice?" I smiled at her.

I usually found the useless chattering of women annoying but I want Ava to talk. I want to hear her endlessly. The only time she spoke was to reply to something I said. She hasn't uttered a word otherwise.

"A slave is not supposed to speak unless spoken to, Master." She said softly, looking away from my eyes. My jaw clenched at her reply. She was not a fucking slave!

"You will not refer to yourself as a slave Avalyn!" I said, my control slipping.

"You are precious little one, you will never undermine yourself like that again. And you can speak whenever you want to. No one is going to say or do anything to you for that." I told her, sitting on the bed and pulling her in my lap.

"Thank you, Master." She smiled. She has dimples on her cheeks, she is so beautiful. How could have I missed it?

"Can I ask you something?" She asked.

"You just did." I chuckled and she blushed. "But ask anything," I told her.

"Where are we going?" She asked.

"Silverwitch Bay. We are going home, Krosha." I kissed her cheek.

"And what does Kroshka mean?" She asked, finally turning her head to look at me.

"It means 'Little one' in Russian." I smiled at her, staring into her chocolate brown eyes.

"Come in," I called out when I heard a knock.

The air hostess came in with a trolley and put the plates on the convertible desk beside the bed.

"Is there anything else you need?" She asked us. Shaking my head at her, I turned to Ava again.

I took her plate and began feeding her. There was a look of utmost devotion in her eyes at that moment. Life was ironic, I had bought her as my slave and now I was becoming her's.

"You have not eaten anything, Master." She whispered and took the other plate in her hand, bringing a piece in front of my mouth. I opened my mouth a bit wider and instead of having just the cranberry from her fingers, I bit her fingers softly too, sucking at him, my eyes trained on hers all the while.

"So tasty." I moaned, smirked, and winked at her. She giggled at that. She giggled! Fuck yes! I made her laugh! I wanted to pump my hand in the air and celebrate my victory. But I stilled and stared at her while she giggled to take in her pure beauty. Her eyes sparkled and the corners crinkled. Cute dimples dug the middle of her cheeks, making her look like an angel. Her lips turned a shade darker and her nose turned up slightly. Goddess, she's beautiful! I made it my life's mission to make her laugh.

Her giggling voice is my favorite sound now.

"You have a beautiful laugh," I said brushing her lock behind her ear.

She stopped laughing and froze.

"Thank you." She finally breathed and relaxed.

"Go to sleep," I told her after we were done eating. We still had four hours to spend here and I wanted her to rest, she did not have enough sleep during the night. She nodded and lay down, falling asleep quickly.

I left her there and joined my men outside again.

"You finally met your mate!" Mikhail clapped my back, smiling.

"She is not my mate," I muttered slowly but they heard me and stilled.

"What?" Mikhail asked.

I shot him a glare. "Exactly what I said."

"Then how the hell are you already so whipped?" Mikhail asked annoyingly.

"Shut the fuck up," I grumbled, my hand itching to punch him.

"But you wouldn't do all of this just for any girl. She has to mean something to you." Vladimir said.

I nodded. "I feel a connection with her. It's like this thread that burns brightly whenever we are together." I frowned, not understanding it myself.

"I have this theory." He started. "She has a very faint werewolf scent." I nodded, it was the first thing I noticed about her. "It can be that either her wolf isn't present anymore or that one of her ancestors were werewolves and she was blessed with a mate." It made sense. "But because of it, you aren't sure if she is your mate or not."

"I am an Alpha. The moon goddess wouldn't put me with omega or a weak wolf." I said. It was the law of nature. The strongest wolf leads the pack. It's kill or be killed. Survival of the fittest. Pairing me with a human with werewolf ancestry doesn't make sense.

"Which is why I think that either her wolf is not present for some reason or the connection you feel with her is something else and you still have a mate out there."

My wolf growled out loud at that.

"We will have to do something to bring out her wolf..." He trailed.

"We need to come up with a plan. And fast. I need to know if she is my mate." I said and got up, going back to the room. I might just have to start believing in heaven if she is my mate.

"No, no, please, no..." She was saying under her breath, her tears not stopping. At that exact moment, I knew that life had been very hard for her, more than I had assumed. My heart clenched seeing her writhe like this.

"Love, you need to wake up. Wake up, Ava." I rushed to her side and tried to coax her awake as worry gripped my heart. She is not snapping out of it, shaking her awake didn't seem to work too. I knew what would work and I hated it!

"Get up, Avalyn!" I ordered in my Mastertone. Her eyes instantly snapped open to mine. Her eyes were wide in fear and were full of tears, her chest heaving hard. The only tears she should shed are happy tears.

"Are you okay? What happened Ava?" I asked softly, not wanting to scare her more.

"Yes, I'm okay, Master, it was just a bad dream." She whispered, wiping her tears. Her face was wet with tears and snot. And she was drenched in sweat. She needed a shower again. It would help relax her.

"Okay." I smiled at her. I know she is lying. She is a bad liar and my wolf can sense lies easily. I let it go, I will ask her about it when she isn't so shaken up. But this is going to be the last time she lied to me. I will make sure she knows that.

"Go and have a shower," I told her, pointing towards the bathroom door.

"Yes Master, thank you for waking me up, Master." She rushed and walked quickly into the washroom, she was still breathing hard.

I have to know what is troubling her! I know it was probably fucking González but it can be some Master before him or someone before she was taken away from her normal life. This is all so fucked up. I will be her savior, I promised myself. Whoever has hurt her will face my wrath!

I paced in the room, waiting for Ava but she was in there for a long time and I am not a patient man. I opened the door and leaned in the doorway, watching her rinse off the soap. As if instinctively knowing I'm here, her eyes snapped to mine. I smirked and she and she blushed, ducking her head at my sight.

Eyes on me. I commanded her with my eyes, not uttering a word. I wanted to test our connection— her ability to know what I want without me saying it. It burns so bright that she has to feel it too. Wolf or not.

Slowly she slid her eyes up to mine, continuing her bath but not taking her eyes off me. My hard length was pressed against my pants painfully at her naked sight but I controlled myself.

'Not yet Nikolai', I reminded myself. I want to make love to her when it is our first time, not fuck her on an airplane. It will be in our bed, with Ava wrapped up in my sheets and she- I groaned at my thoughts, my cock growing even harder. I haven't had sex in one week and I'm going crazy now. Ava finished her shower, dried herself, and walked up to me, her gaze still on me and then trailing down to my hard length.

"Let me help—" She started extending her hands towards my cock but I gripped her hand.

"No." I gritted, but happy that she is getting bold already. She would not do this now, I wasn't going to use her for my convenience like this, it was her chance to get pleasure now.

"Attention passengers aboard, we will be landing in twenty minutes, you are requested to take your seats, thank you." Came the announcement.

"Go out and sit on the recliner by the window, I'll be out in a few minutes," I told her, kissing her forehead and then shut the bathroom door after she walked out.

She must have been used by so many bastards, I wasn't going to add on to that list, she is a person, not just a fuck-hole. I will do right by her. She is my mate, I knew it deep in my heart.

Or at least I hoped.