FIFTY TWO
"Sweetie, it's going to be okay," My mom said softly as she ran her hand through my hair.
I wanted to cry but I think I have cried all the tears left inside of me.
It's been three days since I found out I was pregnant.
I want a pup, I want to start a family, I also want love but I am starting to wonder if that will happen for me.
I decided that I was gonna tell Tyson even though I am sure he won't want nothing to do with us.
"Sweetie, you need to tell him. It will be okay," she kisses my forhead.
We were currently sitting in the drive way of the pack house in the car.
I take a deep breath before stepping out.
I walk up to the pack house and open the door, stepping inside.
I hear Ari in the kitchen and I head straight towards her.
Her head snaps towards me as she is with a strange man. That must be her mate.
"Olivia!," She beams as she runs to embrace me in a tight hug.
I chuckle, "I missed you too."
She pulls back and grabs her mate's wrist as she pulls him over towards me, "This is my mate, Daniel!"
I smile, "Nice to meet you, Daniel," I shake his hand before looking back to Ari, "Where is Tyson? I need to talk to him."
"He is in his room. You know he looks like shit," She frowns.
"Thank you. We can catch up later," I give her a weak smile.
I leave the kitchen and take a deep breath as I head up the stairs.
As I make it to Tyson's room I feel a wave of nausea hit me.
My stomach turns as I turn his door knob to enter, closing the door softly behind me.
I look around at his room and see a mess, several holes in the wall and glass is shattered all over the floor.
I hear the shower water going and I take a seat on his bed to wait for him.
I felt nervous but I knew this was for the best. Soon after I take a seat the water stops and not even a minute later Tyson walks out with a towel wrapped around his waist. My face flushes and warms up at the sight of him.
His eyes snap to mine and I see nothing but sadness, his eyes had the darkest bags underneath them.
"O-Olivia?" He questions softly.
I nod my head biting my lip, "Yes."
"What are you doing here?" he asks.
"I...uh...we need to talk..." I whisper.
He nods his head as he comes to take a seat next to me. Butterflies errupt through my stomach as my skin fills with goosebumps as I look at him. Tara, Amelia, and Ari were right, he did look like crap.
"I need to talk to you too," his voice soft.
"I need to tell you something..." I trail off, "before you say anything, I should go first."
He nods his head, "Go ahead."
"I am p-pregnant..." I murmer, hesitation clear in my voice.
He freezes and I can hear his heart beating out of his chest at a rapid speed. He takes in a deep breath as he run his fingers through his wet hair before standing up. He looks at me and his eyes soften but they are full of shock as he is trying to intake everything.
"Pregnant?" he whispers.
I nod my head, "Yes."
He takes a seat beside me, his eyes still trained on mine.
He moves in closer, turning his head to the side.
His eyes widen and I know he is listening to the heart beat.
His head snaps back up to mine, his eyes meeting mine.
He raises his hand slowly before placing it on my stomach. My stomach flutters at the mere touch.
"Olivia, I need to tell you something," He says softly, his hand still on my stomach.
I nod my head and he moves closer, resting his other hand on my left cheek. I am sure I look like a tomato right now.
"I-I..." he pauses as he takes a deep breath, "I love you."
I swear my heart stops, my breath hitches. I look at him, studying him closely, searching his eyes.
"W-what?" I stutter.
"I love you and I am sorry I acted the way I did that day. I regret it deeply," He lets out a sad sigh.
I move his hands from my stomach and the other one from my cheek.
Hurt flashes in his eyes. I stand up, moving in front of him.
I straddle his lap, his wet skin touching against my shirt, his arms wrapping around me as he pulls me closer to him.
My arms wrap around his neck. He loves me. Fay is going crazy with excitement.
"We are having a pup," He whispers as he nuzzles his face into the crook of my neck.
I nod my head slowly, "You love me?" I question carefully.
"Yes," he says lightly, his lips brushing against the nape of my neck sending sparks rushing through my body.
I bit my lip holding back a moan, "Then show me."
His head snaps up, his eyes meeting mine once again.
He doesn't ask questions, I raise my arms as he glids his hands up through my shirt, grazing my skin as he slides it off, dropping it the floor.
He watches me closely as he unclasps my bra letting fall down my arms. He takes it off slowly as he drops it the floor.
He trails soft kisses diwn my neck, licking the at my sensitve part of neck causing me to let out a soft moan.
"Fuck," He groans as he lips us in a blink of an eye, now on top of me.
He trails kisses down my bare chest and stops as he gets to my jeans.
He unbuttons and unzips my jeans as he pulls them down slowly, pulling them off and letting them fall to the floor.
He presses his lips against my panties, making me arch my back pressing into my lips.
He hooks his fingers into them hem of my panties as he pulls them down, letting them pool to the floor.
I sit up as I hook my finger into his towel, lightly pulling, letting it fall.
His hard throbbing cock springing up, waiting to be inside me.
He grabs me lightly by my throat throwing me back down onto the bed as he hoovers over top of me, in between my thighs.
He smashes his lips onto mine in a har raw passionate kiss, lightly opening my mouth as his tounge darts in, exploring my mouth, my tongue fighting with his.
I can feel his hard throbbing member at my wet entrance.
Slowly he pushes in making me moan against his mouth.
"I love you," He groans against my lips, pushing deeper into me.
He trails kisses from my lips down to my the nape of my neck, his canines extending scrapping against where a mark is supposed to be.
I let out a loud moan as he continues kissing that one spot as he thrust slowly and deeply into me.
He leans up, grabbing my legs as he places them onto his shoulder, wrapping his arms around my legs as he hold them to his chest. My toes curl, my back arches, my head rolling back as I close my eyes in ecstasy as he slams deeps into me.
"Tyson," I moan loudly, my hands finding their way to his thighs, digging my nails into his skin.
"Olivia, fuck," He groans as he slams deep into me.
I feel my orgasm rise as I am on the edge needing to cum. I let out a loud screaming moan as I cumm all over his throbbing member. He slams into me one more time, groaning as he fills me with his warm cum. He slowly pulls out, dropping my legs as he hoovers over top of me again.
"You look beautiful when you cum," He murmers softly, his lips brushing against mine.
I blush as I wrap my arm around his neck. Softly I place a kiss on his lips. Make up sex is pretty fucking fantastic.
"Say it," he says soflty against my lips.
"Hmmm?" I hum against his lips.
"Tell me you love me," He smiles.
"I love you," I say softly as I smile.