AZURA
I am raging. There is not a bone in my entire damn body that is not burning with fury.
I glare at the damn sexy dick of an Alpha in the seat beside me, who is acting like he owns the entire fucking world, although his pain still echoes in my body. How? How is he even able to bear it when his body is screaming in agony?
He now turns those sexy ice-blue eyes that always seem to ask me if I want to fuck on me. I squash the thoughts, my eyes blazing as he stares at me, as damn arrogant as ever with that 'I don’t give a shit' expression.
“Do not look at me like that,” I growl.
His eyebrow raises, and I clench my jaw, my hands gripping my thighs as I try to control myself. I swear to the goddess, if I hit him now, we’ll have a damn accident. Plus, he’s driving crazy fast.
“I’m not even looking at you in any specific way,” comes his deep, husky voice. I hate that I still find him so damn hot when I’m so fucking pissed. “If this is about locking you in the car -”
“If this is about that? Fuck yes, it is! I could have helped!”
“Yeah, maybe, or he could have grabbed you and ran,” he shoots back coldly. I exhale sharply, slamming my hand into the dashboard in frustration.
“So, it was okay for you to risk yourself? Why? Because you’re a fucking Alpha male?”
“I ain’t doing this shit with you right now.”
“Oh, we fucking are.”
I reach for the gear stick, only for Leo to grab my hand, forcefully lacing his fingers through mine and bringing them to his lips. Fuck, don’t! I try to yank free but fail. He is still damn stronger physically. My heart skips a beat as the arrogant dick kisses my knuckles before I pull free.
“You can kiss my ass, do not try to ignore this conversation!”
“I already have countless times. I wouldn’t mind doing so again,” he smirks.
“Leo! I’m serious! You were hurt! You locked me up, and what if something happened to you? How would you feel if I was the one out there and you were locked up?” I shout, trying to suppress the aura that is beginning to glow around me. Leo’s eyes meet mine, and he instantly pulls up to the side, the car screeching to a stop, and with one swift movement, he has his seat pushed back as he yanks me into his lap at the same time, making me gasp. “Answer me!” I shout, feeling my frustration rising dangerously.
“I did it because I fucking need you and our pup safe, alright?” He growls, his eyes flashing a steely blue. I shake my head; I can’t believe how damn hypocritical he is.
“Do you know how terrified I was, knowing you’re dying, Leo? Knowing your body is in pain! What if something happened to you?” I can feel and see my aura shimmering around me.
“I can handle myself, baby girl, can we not do this shit? You need to control your powers, no matter how fucking hot you look right now. I’m not fucking sure this car can survive an explosion from within,” he growls huskily, gripping my face in both his hands.
“No. If I was in your place, you wouldn’t just let it slide. You would be so damn pissed!” I say, trying to calm my anger, withdrawing from his touch.
“Yeah, I would be, and I know that, but I also know I’m a fucking hypocrite like that,” he responds arrogantly.
I don’t know if I should cry, scream, or hit him. So, I do what I do best and resort to violence. I smack his shoulder, but I can still feel his pain inside of me. I don’t want to hurt him more.
“When I heal you, I’m going to hurt you. Bad,” I promise menacingly. To my irritation, he simply smirks, his hand twisting into my hair, well, wig, but since it’s clipped in so damn tight, I can feel it yanking at my head.
“Good. Now hear me the fuck out… you know I’m fucking right no matter how fucking pissed you are.” His scent is already messing me up, the warmth of his breath fanning my neck while his free hand is under my dress, squeezing my ass. I shake my head; he isn’t getting it.
“Leo, you’ve got to realise… it’s a two-way thing. Women can protect their partners, too.”
“Yeah, but you aren’t just a woman. I needed to protect our pup and the mother of my kids. I ain’t fucking losing you, and I ain’t risking shit until I know what the fuck he is. I’m not apologising for doing the right thing or what I think is right. Now stop glaring at me like you’re damn Scarlett, 'cause I ain’t no fucking Elijah who will bend to your goddamn will.” I stare at him, my mouth hanging open in disbelief as I scoff. The cheek of this ass….
“You did not just insult Dad! There is nothing wrong with listening to your mate!”
“Yeah, take your own advice, Sexy Mama, and sit that booty down,” he says, jerking his head arrogantly towards the passenger seat.
“You are such an ass! Besides, I didn’t want to be in your lap. You pulled me over!” I smack his shoulder again, about to climb back into my seat, only for him to pull me close, his hand leaving my hair and grabbing my neck instead.
“You like a fucking bad boy, remember? Now deal with it,” he replies huskily.
Our eyes are locked, and suddenly the sexual tension in this car hits the roof, suffocating me. Our hearts are pounding, my own thumping violently. His hair is a sexy mess, and the expression on his face confuses my emotions. Do I kiss him, or do I bite him?
“Do both?” He suggests huskily.
His grip tightens, and I gasp when he cuts off most of my oxygen, his lips crashing against mine in a smouldering kiss that makes my pussy wet. His lips mould against mine in a bruising, passionate kiss, one that consumes me whole. He dominates me entirely, and even when I fight back, I’m unable to overpower him. I bite down on his lip, drawing blood, but neither of us stops kissing the other. I hate that he is so dominating and how I am unable to overpower him, but at the same time, I damn well love it. I try to grab his hair, only for him to grab my wrists, pinning them behind me as his hard cock throbs against my pussy.
Fuck you, I murmur through the link, sounding far too soft and breathless for my liking.
If that’s what you want, his rough reply follows, and the next thing I know, he is pushing me back entirely against the steering wheel one-handed, the other going to his pants. My eyes widen in surprise, knowing we aren’t that far from the venue. If the police do a search, which they will -
“Fuck!” I cry out, my mind going blank when he rips my panties off me. I look down to see his dick is hard and ready for me.
“Now ride that cock like a good little girl,” he smirks arrogantly, slamming me down onto his dick. I gasp, feeling him stretch me out. He releases my arms, and I grab his shoulders, sinking my teeth into his mate mark. The soft groan that escapes him only makes me feel better.
“And why the fuck should I behave like a good girl when I’m pissed as hell?” I murmur, trying not to moan as pleasure courses through me.
He yanks my dress down, freeing my breasts as he squeezes them. I run my tongue up his neck before nibbling on his ear, realising that, just like me, he has three piercings on the bottom of his ear. He is fucking me hard and fast, one hand now around my neck while the other grabs my breasts. I meet his thrusts with my own, both of us in perfect sync.
“I prefer you better when you're pissed, anyway,” he whispers seductively.
Damn Rossi, how the fuck do you stay mad at him when he’s so slick with his words?
Our lips meet once more, hunger, anger, and passion fuelling me. This is my heaven, even when the entire world can be chaotic. In this hell, this is my heaven…
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Fucking in a car is damn hot, yet no one mentions the bruising to your back thanks to the steering wheel or how cleaning up kinda sucks unless you are prepared in advance! But it’s still so damn hot, and I’d do it a hundred times over!
Well, we weren’t prepared, but luckily Leo’s private underground garage is directly linked to his cave. I’m able to clean up before we both just decide to stay here for the night, despite the fact that Leo is still working via the mind link and on his laptop.
I take some selfies of my hair and makeup for Mama and the others. Is it weird that I actually like the red? I mean, I wouldn’t dye my entire head red, but I wouldn’t mind a wig on some days… hmm, it would be great for undercover nights out with Leo. I hit send, sending my photo to the group chat, and smile when Mama comes online.
‘Wow, you look gorgeous, baby girl.’ She texts as Kia and Raven both send a string of emojis.
‘She looks like you did with the red, Mom!” Kia adds.
‘Oh damn fine, I’m sure Leo is loving that colour on you.’ Raven adds with some winking emojis. I smirk, my stomach fluttering. Well, he had complimented me before we left, and the way he looked at me was like always as if I was the most beautiful thing on the planet…
‘Oh yeah, he loves me.’ I text back.
‘Care to explain why you have a bruise around your neck?’ Liam asks. I freeze, going back to the image. Oh, fuck!
‘Liam, isn’t that obvious? LOL.’ Kiara texts.
‘Fucker's dense.’ Alejandro adds. My poor brother… dense as always. Guess his mind didn’t even go in that direction…
‘Right.’ Liam’s not-so-cheerful response follows. I guess Dad is busy.
‘I didn’t realise it was still noticeable… but I’m fine, don’t worry. Leo is the last person who would hurt me. Besides, I’m the one who tends to hit him a lot….’ I trail off, suddenly feeling sick to my stomach. An alarming thought comes to mind.
Is my violence something I got from the dick, Fred?
No longer able to join the conversation, I answer Raven’s asking if the baby is okay and if I’m going to find out the gender. I greet Dad when he enters the chat, and he compliments my red hair before I slowly put the phone down.
Am I abusive?
“Azura?” I look up, noticing Leo has just stepped out of the bathroom freshly showered. “Hey…” He instantly realises something is wrong, coming over to me and crouching before me.
“I’m fine,” I say, forcing a smile.
“You’re not,” he states, frowning. “What is it?”
This is going to sound stupid… I look down at the red wig that I now suddenly grab from the bed to keep my hands busy, trying not to pay attention to Leo’s hand on my thighs.
“I just… I hit you a lot… do you think I’m like… you know… like…” I can’t say it. He understands instantly, though, and I know my walls are definitely up.
“No. Not in any fucking way. You have a strong tendency for violence, but you aren’t abusive. There’s a difference.” He runs his fingers through my black locks, his piercing eyes softening. “You’re nothing like him, Azura. Remember that. As for hitting me… hit away. They don’t do shit anyway. Maybe work on your strength?”
My eyes flash, and I smack the cocky shit's shoulder as he snickers. I can’t deny that he made me feel better. He always does. I lock my arms around his shoulders, resting my forehead against his.
“I love you… although… I don’t think this is love… it’s something so much more. You’re my addiction, my oxygen, my damn all.” His hands caress my waist, and his lips meet mine in a slow, deep kiss.
Same, love. That word doesn’t come anywhere near covering whatever this shit is… It truly doesn’t.
We kiss for a few moments, relishing in the feel of the other's caress and touch, until Leo’s phone rings, and he moves back slowly to answer it.
“Yeah?”
“Hello, Leo. I just wanted to let you know that Emmet Garrons’ trial is set for tomorrow morning at ten,” Raj, the Beta, answers.
“Thanks for letting me know,” Leo replies before hanging up.
Our eyes meet, and the mood suddenly becomes serious. After all, this is going to be a big day. Not only will Emmet be held accountable, but Leo’s truth will be told to the pack. Although when he told me about letting the pack know about his cartel, deep down, I had a feeling he wasn’t sure how they’d take it… but I was certain they would support him fully because Leo is a true leader and king.