Chapter 35 Screw you
Chapter 35: Asher
Seeing her perfectly naked body right in front of me, my wolf went wild with hormones shutting from every cell.
My cock twitched painfully, wanting nothing but to thrust deep and hard inside of her.
The thoughts in my head got pushed aside as all my traitorous wolf wanted was to claim her right there.
My hands trembled as I restrained myself... Fighting my wolf to stay put and feeding my energy with anger. If I was mad at her, I wouldn't see her body as intoxicating as I was.
"Asher, I will—"
"Shut up!" I growled, not wanting her sweet voice to tempt me further. "Do not say another word, Scarlett!"
With that, I walked to the first door my legs could reach and fisted my hands in irritation.
It was already difficult to ignore her and she wanted to make it worst by speaking. What was even greater than that was the fact that I just couldn't bring myself to stay focused!
"Fuck!" I growled punching into the wall. But even with my eyes flaring with anger, I could see her...
I could see those perky breasts and hardened nipples begging to be sucked...
I could see those silky thighs of hers that practically whispered my name under her pleas...
"Holy fuck!" I cursed over and over, but it was a permanent memory she had inscribed in my head. It just refused to go away further fueling my anger! And it didn't even help that she was just a door away from me!
What crime did I commit— Just because I had her released, didn't mean that I wanted her. I wanted nothing to do with her! Not even my body! Not even my—
"Asher please..." Her voice cut through my weakening thoughts and I paused, glaring into space.
"I know you are angry with me... But please I— I am ready to give you everything you want."
I tried to focus on the shower head just a few paces away or even the sink but my brain turned it off. If I kept myself here, it would make me seem weak. She would think she was some sort of goddess that could disturb me enough to hide here in a fucking bathroom!
With the thoughts, I pulled the door opened and glared at her. "Do you have a death wish on you?"
Her eyes caught mine and for a second she was lost for words before she quickly shook her head. "No, I only— I just want us to work things out. Asher you are my mate... I can't deny that—"
"Yet you could perfectly deny me of a child and make a fucking fool of me!" I shut back— hating the fact that my boner kept increasing in my pants.
"You are right... Asher I know that I was wrong and— all I ask is a chance to fix this. Let me give you the child you want..." Her eyes were starting to get wet with tears and I was almost falling for it but I braced up.
"I am not stupid, Scarlett." I pushed her away from me and moved to the opposite end of the room.
"Asher I will never try to—"
"Oh for fuck sake! Do you think I will just fuck you now and then tomorrow you will tell me that you are pregnant with some bastard child and I will just accept it?!" I snapped, daring her to counter me.
Her eyes only widened but her lips trembled as she struggled with her next lies. But I wasn't going to hear it.
"What's the proof that you are not already pregnant for some idiot and you want to pin it on me?! Huh?! Tell me, what is the fucking prove that you are clean?!"
"You— you can have me tested again, if that will make you believe me!" She cried out, the wave in her voice touching a nerve within me.
Involuntarily I found myself hating the pain that her voice portrayed...
"Okay let's even assume that you are not— because you wouldn't possibly want to place yourself in such a deadly position..." I hissed. "But you have fought this union ever since I told you my plans. You went high and low to stop my semen from growing in you... Now tell me why I should believe that the rebellion inside of you is gone! Tell me!"
"Asher— I... I can—"
"See!" I snapped, "You can't even make up sentences because all that you have in that head of yours are lies!" My voice echoed leaving behind a silence that was too thick for me to breathe in.
If I remained there with her, I was going to fuck the living brains out of her which was exactly what she wanted for her dirty plans to succeed. To avoid that I grabbed a new shirt from the wardrobe, changed into it and headed to the door.
"Make sure that I don't find you here when I return!" I growled but just before my hand pulled the door open she replied.
"I love you Asher... and even though I know that the throne is all you want, I am ready to give in... because I love you."
That disgusting itch filled a part of my heart once more but the traitorous hesitation only lasted only for a second before I stormed out of there.
As much as I wanted to erase every thoughts of her out of my head, I failed. The further I walked, the more her words echoed in my head... The more my wolf wanted her...
Going to the study to bury myself in work was useless. The best option I had was the Sin-city Club— a place where my throbbing cock could get the relief it wanted.
I went straight to the parking area and took one of the cars to town. Throughout the drive, I kept my thoughts fixed painfully on the road, hating the way images of Scarlett kept flashing in my mind— It was like a painful curse that I couldn't break.
When I finally got there, the smell of alcohol and sweat welcomed me into the dimly lit space blaring with music. My eyes scanned the area for the bar and something to cool the boner in my pants.
My wolf instantly hated the idea but I forged ahead casually walking to the bar. My eyes finally caught sight of the brunette on one of the stripper poles. Her little ass wiggled against the pole exciting the hungry lookers...
I felt nothing but she was going to do.
"My king!" Someone called, gaining my attention to them.
I slowly turned to find the manager, bowing so low, his face was almost touching his chest. "My king, I didn't know you were coming here tonight... Please what will you like to have? It will certainly—"
"The brunette on the pole and a private room." I simply cut in.
The man instantly jerked up. "Of course. Consider it done!"
He moved to the bar just a few feet away from us. He said something to the bartender who instantly tensed as he looked in my direction. Then the manager returned to face me.
"Please come with me, my King. Everything will be done..." He turned, beckoning to me to follow him deeper into the club.
As we moved, I saw the bartender move in the direction of the stripper, hopefully to get her to me by the quickest way possible.
The manager took me to a private elevator and I could feel him stealing glances at me through the journey. I knew he probably wanted to say something but I wasn't in the mood to listen to him or anyone. I ignored him till we got to the right floor.
He led me to the last room in the hallway and bowed.
"She'll be here in a couple of minutes, my King. Will you like something to drink in between?" He asked with a smile so deep, it disgusted me.
"Just get me the girl." I growled, going to sit on the bed.
The man was about to make another disgusting comment when the sound of heels clicking on the tiled floor of the hallway echoed. He stole a glance outside and popped back his head in with an even brighter smile.
"Ah! She is here!" He exclaimed. "I must say, you have made a wonderful choice. Elana is one of our—"
"Leave." My voice was low and he knew this wasn't good.
Without saying more, he jerked out of the room, just as the brunette appeared. She was now dressed in a long coat and her hair was packed at the top of her head— much to my distaste.
"Drop your hair. Take off the coat and dance for me." Came my simply, yet dangerous instructions.
"Of course my king," the girl whispered, her voice instantly starting a spark within me.
—A spark that had nothing to do with her and everything to do with Scarlett.
She took off her clothes, and her naked body was like a cruel reminder of Scarlett's beautiful body, begging me to touch it.
As the whore began to dance, her body swaying to the silent beat of my internal rage, all I saw was more of Scarlett.
"Stop!" I suddenly growled.
The girl froze, her eyes filled with fear. "I am s—sorry... I will try another routine—"
"No! Do not dance anymore. I need your mouth around my cock. Now." I hissed.
Like a controlled puppy, the fear in her eyes shifted and she rushed towards me. Her shaky hands worked over my belt as fast as she could and began to massage my cock...
It felt... Good... But it felt like Scarlett...
"Screw this!" I hissed, pushing the girl away.
I slapped a couple of bills on the bed and stormed out of the place.
This was useless.
There was no point wasting my time there when the one person I needed was back home... The one person I wanted to punish!