Chapter 72: Accept me(R18)
Axel
"When would it be my turn?" I asked the moment I stepped closer to Gessia, ignoring the way she flinched slightly at my presence.
Most times, she could barely even look at me directly, even though I knew she wanted me just as much as she wanted my brothers.
Not love.
She was far too complicated for something as simple as love, and somehow that made me trust her even less.
It would have been easier if she lied. Then I would know exactly what kind of person she was dealing with. But not knowing made me cautious enough that if her ritual had failed, I would have killed her before Thor or Rex could stop me.
"...we need to wait until she’s better. Her insides need time to settle too, just to make sure there are no complications when she’s carrying the next—"
Annoyed by the sound of her voice droning on, I cut her off before she could continue.
"My rut is next week, and I intend for her to conceive right after," I told her bluntly, unwilling to sit back and watch Rex parade around with his newfound strength.
Worse, I could sense it.
Call it instinct, but I knew the thought had crossed his mind just like it had crossed mine.
Killing one of us would make things easier. Less competition. Better still, it would allow the remaining two to grow stronger much faster.
"Next week is not going to work. She needs rest," Gessia replied immediately, and I knew she meant it when she sighed and forced herself to meet my gaze.
"I mean it. If we rush things, it could affect her. She’s naturally weak and doesn’t heal like a normal werewolf would," she said, her eyes steady enough to show she wasn’t simply trying to delay things.
"She’s an omega. Even without a rut, you should still be able to make her conceive," Gessia added gently, looking directly into my eyes.
I frowned harder as I watched her step closer.
There was a confidence in her now that hadn’t been there before, almost as though she understood that being the only one capable of performing the ritual guaranteed her safety.
"For this one... I don’t mind spending it with you," she murmured, pleasure already flickering in her eyes as she moved nearer.
We had slept together before, but that was long before she started chasing after Rex.
"Rex isn’t enough for you?" I asked, watching her meet my gaze with a sly smile.
"Why should I settle for less when I can have more?" she whispered.
And I knew exactly what she meant.
She didn’t want only one of us.
She wanted all of us.
"It’s just pleasure," Gessia whispered, her hands sliding over my chest through the opening in my shirt, her fingers brushing against my bare skin.
"There’s no reason why I alone can’t satisfy all of you. I even have potions that will make you feel the greatest pleasure," she cooed softly.
And I was tempted.
Mating and hunting were the only things capable of making me forget everything else.
Forget that I was responsible for my pack’s massacre.
Forget that if I had left Raven to the beasts, they would still be alive.
Gessia slid her hands beneath my shirt, standing on her tiptoes before dragging them slowly down toward my waist and the hook of my pants.
"You want it here and now?" I asked, not minding in the slightest.
She instantly shook her head and pointed toward her lab.
There was an eager intensity in her eyes as she gestured for me to follow, and I did, stepping into her lab before shutting the door behind me.
Slowly, she let down her blond hair that had been packed into a bun and turned toward me.
But I was already moving.
I unbuttoned my pants before I even reached her.
Wrapping my arms around her waist, I pushed her back against the wall, there being no bed nearby to use.
Using one hand, I shoved her skirt upward, making it obvious there was no need for her to undress.
I pulled aside her underskirt until my hand touched bare skin.
"Axel!" she gasped, wrapping her arms around me as she leaned forward, trying to kiss me.
But I hated kissing.
I had never understood the point of it.
Lifting both her legs easily, I held her firmly against the wall as she wrapped them around my waist.
I found her center immediately, sliding myself against her warmth before slowly pushing inside.
"You’re right," I grumbled, hearing her gasp as she breathed out shakily.
"Of course. What do you expect when—"
I didn’t let her finish.
I pushed deeper before pulling back and thrusting into her again.
She was warm, and suddenly all I wanted was to bury myself completely inside her.
Which I did in one hard thrust.
She gasped sharply, clutching at my shoulders as she struggled to take the full size of me, and I allowed her a moment to adjust.
The pleasure was immense, thick and consuming as it spread through my mind while I started moving again.
Each thrust drove deep enough to steal the breath from her lungs.
My pace only increased as the pleasure building inside me doubled.
It swallowed every other thought until she might as well have been nothing more than the wall beneath my hands.
She kept trying to kiss me, which only irritated me more.
I pushed her back harder against the wall, gripping her firmly as I thrust my hips forward with a rough growl.
"More!" she gasped desperately, sounding almost drunk on it, but I wasn’t doing any of this for her.
I thrust faster and harder as heat spread beneath my skin.
The pleasure kept building until it became almost unbearable.
Part of me wanted it to keep going forever.
Another part knew it still wasn’t enough for me to care about making it last.
With one final thrust, I released inside her, hearing her whimper as she clung tightly to me, moaning in a way I quickly found irritating.
"More," she begged weakly.
But I simply pulled out, watching her crumble onto the floor before turning toward the door.
"I’ll look for you during my rut," I told her.
I heard her curse just before I shut the door behind me, but I didn’t care.
If she wanted me for whatever reason, then she might as well accept what I gave her and thank me for it.
