Harmony
I hear a loud ass car approach the house and know Ella’s decided to drive her new baby blue Bugatti to school. I remember her grandad giving it to her for her birthday and how her face literally lit the hell up.
“I want one of these for my twentieth,” I tell her as I get inside.
“I ain’t gonna lie, this car is sick. Put your seatbelt on. I’m not used to it fully yet.”
I buckle up. “Don’t kill me.”
She rolls her eyes as she slowly pulls away from the house. “I won’t.”
She’s quiet, and I wonder if she’s feeling nervous about seeing Davonyé today for the first time since her change. “So, how you feeling?”
“Nervous. I’m good with my ware, I just need to be careful.”
Ha! “Careful? You gonna avoid Davonyé, then?”
“Don’t be stupid.”
“He’s gonna try get you alone, I reckon. I bet he’s gaggin’ for some werewolf pussy.”
She shrugs. “He belongs to me now, so he can have whatever he wants.”
“Girl...” I laugh cuz this is definitely a different side of Ella, and I love it. “You ain't gonna be able to control yourself when he's so close. As soon as you smell him, you're gonna be like a bitch in heat.”
She doesn’t reply to that and I see her bite her lip, losing herself to her thoughts. She must be so scared of hurting him. Wares and humans don’t usually fuck around, and if they do, the ware has gotta have the most epic amount of self-control so they don’t kill the human.
Wares fuck loads, and rough, too, everyone knows that. My parents have given me the talk and I’m well aware of how intense that shit can be, especially between mates. Everything is so much more heightened. The way they smell to each other, the way their hands feel on their bodies. Hell, I only touched Jaheim’s hand and already I’ve been fucked up by it.
I decide to leave her be and pull out my phone, seeing another message from Carisse on WhatsApp. I don’t open it. I need to link her, but I’m worried about letting onto her that I like her brother.
She’ll never be happy about it cuz she’s made it clear she doesn’t like my fuck and leave attitude when it comes to men. She worships Jaheim, too, and always bigs him up whenever he comes up in conversation, so for me to even look at him a kinda way around her is gonna be met with some serious resistance.
But he’s my mate, so I’m gonna need to find a way to get around that problem.
Ella parks her Bugatti in the Uni’s parking lot and I notice all the admirers staring at us, but what I notice most is the way Ella looks when we get out the car. She must sense her mate’s close, and the ware in her must be begging for him now.
I walk around to her as she pulls out her cell. “Can you smell him already?” I whisper.
She shrugs her bag on her shoulder. “Yeah.”
“Girrrrl, you best calm your ass down before you end up changing and putting on a freak show for everyone.”
She nods and stays quiet until we get inside the building. I really feel for her, but I know she’s gonna be getting some banging sex later and envy her for it. Least she can fuck.
“I gotta run, but good luck, alright?” I give her a quick hug. “Text me if you leave early and I’ll get dad to pick me up.”
She’s definitely gonna be leaving early. One look at each other and they won’t be able to stop that shit.
“Thank you.”
***
I got a text from Ella telling me what I already knew; that she’s with Davonyé. I’d text my Dad from this morning anyway, and he’s waiting for me in the parking lot now.
I jump in his Escalade and hug him before he drives.
“Good day?”
“Yeah, Dad. You?”
“All good.” He gives me a quick look. “Princess, I wanted to ask you something.”
“Uh, okay…”
“So, I was clearing the balance off your Amex…”
He knows about the free schools. “And you saw the random purchases of buildings?”
He gives me another quick glance. “Yeah.”
I knew he would, but he’s never said anything about the donations I make, so I thought he’d let this slide, too. “I wanna do this on my own, Dad.”
“Do what?”
“They’re gonna be free schools. You know I donate to various charities through the month, right?”
He nods at the road. “Yeah, I saw those.”
“Well, I decided to do something better, but I wanna do it on my own. I’ve watched Mom for years, so I know what I’m doing.”
He frowns. “Hey, I never said you didn’t. I just don’t want you not asking for help if you need it. I know your more than capable.” He smiles to himself. “You are my child after all.”
“Okay, good.”
“I’m proud of you, Baby. Have you told Ariella?”
I shake my head. “Nah…”
“Why not?”
I shrug. “I dunno. I wanna make them succeed first.”
“Letting people know you care isn’t a bad thing.”
“I know…”
“But do you? You’re always making out to people that you don’t.”
“I’m working on that. What Ella said to me when we fell out kinda made me see how I must look to everyone.” I think I care too much, that’s the problem.
“But if she knew how sensitive you were, I doubt she’d think that.”
I shrug again. “Maybe.”
He sighs. We have this conversation every couple of months. He thinks I try to act too hard around people. “If you need anything, let me know. There are wares that can help you get things done quicker, and that’s not me helping you, that’s smart business.”
“I know, and I will.”
He pats my leg. “I thought we could go for dinner tonight? The three of us.”
“Yeah, cool. I have a little studying to do, but I’ll be good to go around seven?”
“Alright. Your mother doesn’t wanna stray too far from home in case your Aunt Abriya goes into labour.”
“No problem. Anywhere is good with me.”
We get home and I go to my room to study. My phone vibrates and I see Demus’ name pop up.
Demus: Yo, what you sayin’?
What am I sayin’? This nigga is fuckin’ weird. He was meant to link me last week but then came up with some bullshit excuse as to why he couldn’t. I guess it don’t matter now because I ain’t really on him anymore, but still, I don’t like being stood up.
Me: Nothing.
Demus: Come on na, Shawty. Why you being like that fo?
Me: I ain’t. I’m studying. Lata.
Demus: I said I was sorry.
Me: Good for you.
He types and then stops about five times before he goes offline.
Fuck that nigga.
***
We get back to the house around ten, but I don’t go inside with my parents, I grab my car and head over to Mikael’s instead. I arranged to link him during dinner, but as I drive the thirty minutes to his, I already know that this shit ain’t gonna go how I hope it will.
Again…
I’m the horniest bitch in the world, but nothing is getting my pussy wet these days except thoughts of Jaheim. And it would be easy to say, just think about him while I’m trying to fuck, but that shit don’t work.
I’ve tried.
This is the last time I’m gonna attempt it, and I’m gonna give it my all, too, cuz I’m fucking stressed and sexually frustrated like I ain’t ever been. I miss dick; I ain’t gonna lie about that. My favourite thing to do is fuck. I like big dicks tearing down my walls, just not my heart. I was never interested in relationships and hadn’t even thought about getting into one.
Not until Jaheim came along.
I thought it would be years before I found my mate, and I dunno how I feel about spending thousands of years with the same nigga, but I do know how I feel about sampling some mate-dick.
Excited as fucking hell.
I knock on Mikael’s door and he quickly opens it and pulls me inside by my arm. “Get your sweet ass in here.”
I check out his athletic body and dark skin as he pushes the door shut cuz he’s only wearing black sweatpants. “So what does Moni’s pussy need tonight, huh?”
I look up to his face. “To cum.”
He gives me a look. “And you gonna this time, yeah? You not just gonna get me off and leave?”
I know he was upset with me when I came here last week and didn’t cum with him. I felt off and gave him head before making up some bullshit excuse and leaving with a pussy as dry as the Sahara Desert.
I shake my head. “Nah, I wanna cum tonight.”
He takes my hand and pulls me down the corridor. “Good, cuz you know I love making that pussy quiver.”
Ugh… why is that shit not turning me on like it usually does?
We start kissing as soon as we get into his bedroom, but I’m suddenly consumed by guilt and I push him away.
He frowns. “What’s wrong?”
I look up at him, confused by these feelings. “I dunno. I just… I don’t think I can do this.”
“What I do this time?”
Shit, I’ve upset him. “Nothing, Kael. I think something’s wrong with me.”
“Like what?”
“I dunno. I’m sorry. I ain’t tryin’ to fuck you around. You want me to get you off?”
He shakes his head. “No, Moni, I don’t. You know shit ain’t no fun for me unless you’re cumming, too.” He steps closer. “Listen, you know how much I like fuckin’ with you, but this is the second time you’ve come here and not been feeling it. Maybe you need to get your head straight, aight? Just call me when you really want me.”
I nod, suddenly feeling even worse than I already did.
He sighs and then rests a kiss on my forehead. “Aight. Let me see you out.”