AKIRA'S POV
I had felt just about every emotion that came from Ares. But the emotions I was feeling now were heavy– glaring.
It ranged from hurt to disappointment and then to anger. The anger was more prominent. It was pumping through my veins, fast. And it was what woke me up from unconsciousness.
And it was all my fault. If only I had listened.
I inhaled slowly as I tried to figure out where I was with my eyes shut. I was on a bed– that, I figured.
But there was someone here, someone who wasn't Ares was sitting very close to me. Although I knew Ares was in the room also.
I gasped in pain and my eyes shot open when I felt pressure on my wound.
I looked beside me to find the culprit and it was Madam Yelena.
She gave me a sad smile. "Akira, how do you feel now?"
My eyes roamed around the room and in my peripheral gaze, I saw Ares standing next to the vanity stand in my room. He was sitting on the edge of it, with his hands folded and he was looking right at me.
I quickly averted my gaze and looked beside Madam Yelena to find a first aid kit.
I looked back at her. "I feel terrible."
And I did. My head was pounding, my throat was parched, my muscles were sore and aching, I sounded like someone had used sandpaper to scratch my throat and I was in trouble with Ares.
I felt terrible for putting him through this. If only I had listened...
"Here," She passed a cup of water to me and I gulped it down as fast as I could. And moaned in relief when the cold water went down my throat.
"Thank you," I croaked out.
She nodded as she took the cup from my hand then she looked at Ares, who was staring at us intently, and then looked back at me.
"I'm disappointed in you, child." Her voice was soft when she spoke, almost hushed. She brushed my overgrown bangs. "What happened to you trying to earn his trust?"
I choked on my next breath. All that has gone south now that I had betrayed him and went against his words.
"I just wanted to take a walk, I wanted to look around. I didn't know it would end like this." I whispered, tears clouding my vision.
Madam Yelena gave me a look filled with pity as she proceeded to wrap a bandage around my head. When she was done, she closed the kit and pointed to some drugs on my bedside drawer.
"I'll send someone in with your food soon. When you're done eating you have to take your drugs." She instructed.
"Thank you, Madam –"
"Leave us, Yelena." Ares's hard voice cut me off.
Madam Yelena gave me another sad look as she arranged her things and stood up.
She leaned down to place a few pillows behind me before placing a kiss on my forehead. "Thread carefully with him, Akira."
I gave her a sharp nod and watched as she left me in the lion's den.
My heart sank when she shut the door and I carefully relaxed into the pillow before daring to take a look at my mate. My very furious mate.
I swallowed when our gazes clashed. His grey eyes were back to being cold again and I could feel the change through our bond.
I decided to break the neverending silence and spoke first. "I'm so–"
"You're sorry?" He barked out. "No, Akira. You can't be sorry."
I swallowed again.
"Ares, I know I made a mistake. But believe me, I am." My sentence was a weak whisper.
He straightened from the dresser and began to stalk towards me on the bed. I wanted to sink into the bed and disappear as he drew closer.
"I asked you to stay put, I told you they were vicious." He hissed once he got closer. "But what did you do Akira? You not only went against me, but you lied and decided to put the lives of others in danger while at it. Why, Akira?"
I winced. I hoped Eve and Lenny were okay. Poor Magnus, I hope he was fine too.
"I just wanted to –"
"I get it!" He snapped at me. "You just wanted to take a walk around the pack. Same old shit, Akira. But as your mate, when I ask you to stay put, you do as you're told, Akira. I was worried sick about when I went to the study and I couldn't find you."
"I –"
"Don't fucking speak, Akira." He chastised. "I order a search party only to find your friends and Magnus battered and my mate – bloody and unconscious in the hands of Magnus. The same Magnus that I told you wasn't trained yet. What the fuck, Akira?!"
His breathing was harsh and he clenched his fist. "You're really fucking lucky you ran into the nice guys, Akira. If not..."
He couldn't finish the sentence, but I knew what he meant. If not I would be dead by now.
The pounding in my head was insistent now and I hissed in pain as I raised my knees and cradled my aching head in my hands.
"I'm sorry!" I cried out, I couldn't even dare to look at his face. I shut my eyes firmly and my entire body shook as the tears began to stream out. "How many times do you want me to scream out how sorry I am? I know I messed up, Ares, believe me, I do. I have no reasons, no excuses, for my foolish actions but I truly am sorry, Ares. Believe me."
The room was suddenly filled with sounds of me crying and horrendous hiccuping from me.
Ares grew silent, he only stood above me and watched me cry. And crying, I did. I cried until the pain in my head went numb until there were no tears left to cry. And I kept wondering what would have happened if we came across the bad guys. They would have killed us all and sent my body back to Ares. And that would've started another war. A war that I knew Ares would come out victorious, but at what cause? The death of innocent people?
After a few minutes, I felt the bed dip down and a hand ran through my curls. My tensed body relaxed at the contact and I started crying again when I realised how much I missed his touch.
When Ares realised the position was uncomfortable for him, he proceeded to sit beside me. And I balled his crisp white dress shirt in my tiny fists and cried my eyes out while he soothed me with calming words and pressed kisses all over my swollen and red face.
"I'm sorry." I croaked out again. I winced, I couldn't even fucking speak without my head threatening to explode.
Ares tipped my chin and pressed a soft kiss on my busted lips. "I know. I just can't –" He released my chin and groaned, shutting his eyes and tilting his head back in the process. "I just can't begin to think about what would have happened to you if you had ventured into the wrong place at the wrong time, Akira."
I winced and nodded. "Me too." I ran my hand against his chest and tried to smoothen the creases on his ruined dress shirt. "I'm sorry about this," I said when it seemed like I was ruining it the more.
He scoffed and held my relentless wrist. "You can make a mess on me anytime you deem fit. I really don't fucking care, doll."
My heart started its relentless pounding when I heard his nickname for me and I tried to giggle at that but I knew it would only hurt me, instead, I gave him a weak smile.
"How long was I out for?"
"Two days."
I gasped but before I could say anything else, a knock resounded on the door and a maid stepped in with a tray of food in her hands when Ares responded.
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Everywhere was hot. I groaned and opened my eyes to find half of my body on top of Ares. My breasts were pressed against his bare chest and my right leg was flung across his lower half which placed my core directly on his bulge.
I tried to move but his hand on my waist tightened. I huffed and stilled. He was still treating me like a fragile toy. It has been three weeks since the incident and my wounds were healed already but Ares still felt like I needed to be treated and watched like an egg.
He never let me out of the room or his sight and whenever he does, I have to go with Cyrus.
Of course, when I had decided to help Madam Yelena out in the kitchen some days ago and he walked by and saw me, he had flipped at the both of us. Repeatedly saying that I was human and I needed more time to heal.
He had even mentioned halting all sexual activities until he felt like I was okay and then, I wanted to put him in a chokehold.
I looked at him. His usual scowl was absent as he slept peacefully and his lips were parted invitingly.
I was hot and sexually frustrated and it was the middle of the night.
I huffed and moved about so now I was directly on him. A moan quietly slipped out when I realised I was sitting directly on his cock and when his large hands placed themselves tightly on my hips, another traitorous moan slipped out.
I didn't want to wake him up but I knew I wanted him to touch me. I was so horny and wet.
My lips parted as an electric shock zapped through my body and ended on my core and I moaned out in pain.
Everywhere was still fucking hot.
Jesus.
"Ares," I whispered as I tapped his shoulder. I tried to breathe properly to distract myself from what was happening but it seemed like my body was unwilling to cooperate.
He only groaned and shifted underneath me. As if realising I was on him, his hands on my hips began to grind me on him but his eyes were still shut close.
I gasped as my clit continuously made contact with his cock with each grind and he grunted sensually with each grind. I finally realised that Ares was having a sexual dream about us.
"Ares, wake up," I whispered out into the darkroom as our grinding became more heated. The straps of my nightie slipped from my shoulders, exposing my left breast in the process and my nipple puckered in the cool night air.
I almost wanted to cry when the breeze caressed them. They were so fucking sensitive, a single tug on them would have me cumming on the spot.
A particularly hard thrust from him made his cock slip out of his briefs and I cried out when my bare cunt felt his thick rod. I grabbed my breasts and began to play with my sensitive nipple while grinding furiously on him. I wanted the heat, the burn inside of me to end. It was too much.
I placed a hand on his shoulder and used the other to tap his face, hard.
"Wake up." I hissed. I couldn't take advantage of him in his sleep no matter how horny I was. He had to wake up and explain to me what was happening.
Why my body was heating up inside.
Why it felt like a burning furnace inside of me.
Why I want him to fuck me so badly tonight.
I groaned in relief when his grey eyes finally snapped open.
"Akira?" He croaked out. He sat up and leaned on the headboard before looking at me. "Did I hurt you? Are you fine?"
I started laughing, I didn't know why but my laughter slipped out. "No, you idiot." My laughter ceased and I lowered my voice as I leaned into him. "I'm horny, Ares. Let's have sex."
He gave me disbelieving look and ran his eyes down the length of my upper body. His eyes became hooded when they met my exposed breast. "You're not strong enough, doll. I don't want to hurt you."
I gave him a look of my own. He was crazy if he thought I was going to let him talk me out of this. "I don't care, Ares. I'm not a fucking child who needs extra care, I'm so horny it's almost painful, I just want you to fuck me, right here and right now. Please."
My breaths were coming out in short pants and his hooded eyes were set on my parted lips before going down to my breast.
I gasped when one of his hands snaked up from my hips to the nape of my neck and fisted my hair. My mouth opened into a silent moan when the other hand grabbed my breast and squeezed my nipple.
I moaned, so loud it almost sounded like a howl.
What the fuck was happening?
His lips parted and with a small frown etched on his face, he spoke. "You're in heat."
It was my turn to frown. "What do you mean?"
"Well, most female werewolves and Lycans go into heat weeks, most time days or immediately after meeting their mates and only the touch of their mates can reduce it. Most times it happens if weeks go by and their mates do not mark them." He hummed, tilting his head. "I had no idea it happened to humans too."
"The feeling sometimes might be very unbearable for most supernatural creatures and that is simply putting it. But I guess it's different for humans." He added.
I stay silent for a while. Just watching him
"Does that mean this is happening because you haven't mated with me or marked me?"
"Yes." His hooded eyes met mine again. Now watching me. Gauging my reaction.
I gave him none.
"Do you want to mark me?" I left out the mating part because it didn't matter what happened, Ares and I were going to have sex.
"Yes." He replied with one word. He wasn't sugarcoating it.
My heart was pounding hard, and it wasn't because of my arousal.
When Ares said he was willing to go all-in, I didn't realize it also meant to the extent of marking me.
I don't know why but it never occurred to me that I would be marked or Ares would want to mark me.
"Do you want me to mark you?" He watched me silently. His gaze was unwavering. Piercing. Intense. "I won't do anything without your consent, Akira."
"Yes."
No hesitation.
I wasn't thinking.
I never did.
He looked at me. Deep in thought, his eyes searched for my soul through my eyes.
They always said the eyes were the windows to your soul. So I was letting my guards down. I was letting Ares find what he was searching for.
I wanted him to know that I was all in.
No going back this time around.
As if sensing my thoughts, he roughly tilted my head back and when our gazes locked, he gave me a sinister grin. "I don't do vanilla, little one. When I fuck, I fuck hard and rough," He twisted my head and placed his lips on my ear. "I don't think your little body is ready for that just yet, so I suggest you let us go back to sleep and maybe I can let you have my fingers when you wake up."
I pouted my lips and shifted on his cock. "But I want it now, Ares. I can take anything you throw my way, I promise."
His body shook as he laughed at my words and my heart sank. He thought I was inexperienced and couldn't take him. I was sure he had been with more experienced and older women who could satisfy his every need and take him however he wanted.
"You don't want to have sex with me," I stated flatly.
I began to move to stand up when his hand on my hair tightened, forcing me to look at him.
"Trust me, Akira, I want to have sex with you. I want to watch as I split your untouched little hole open just for my cock and it struggles to take me, I want to watch as pleasure takes over and you turn into a little slut just for me, I want to take you in every hole I can, over and over again, I want to sink my fangs in that pretty little neck of yours and watch as you turn delirious with pleasure and pain," He ran his hand down my spine and I shivered. "The filthy things I want to do to you shouldn't even be spoken of. The question is, can you take it? Can you take me?"
I held his gaze, a normal human girl would be scared out of her body and soul at his foul and perverse words, but I wasn't.
He had ruined me.
So I nodded my head. "I can take you, Ares." My lips split into a wicked grin. "Give me your worst."
I was just like him.