Chapter 47 Punished
Chapter 47: Asher
"Oh... How I am jealous of you..." Albert chuckled, sending flames of rage through my groin.
"Shut up!" I growled, jugging another bottle of beer.
I hated how his words reminded me of Scarlett. I hated how my wolf purred for her.
I hated how I couldn't get her out of my head. I hated every single thing that reminded me of the connection we shared!
"—you are so young... You must be having so much fun!" Albert continued babbling.
I was going to cut him off again when the other soldiers that had left returned with their mates and partners. They were kissing and laughing, obviously having a good freaking time.
"Screw this!" I hissed, pulling myself off the floor.
"Oh but we are not—" Albert tried to say as he saw me leaving.
"I am done here!" I hissed and walked out of there.
My mind was jumbled and packed with so many thoughts, I couldn't even hold on to one. I was angry, I was horny and it was all because Albert had decided to remind me of my fucking mate!
To ease my temper, I decided to go to Angel. This was why I brought her here— to help me forget Scarlett. It was finally time for her to prove her worth.
I could still hear the cheers and laughter coming from the men but I shut them out. I walked even faster, raining curses at the corridors until I could no longer hear them.
But it didn't stop Albert's words from echoing through my head, contaminating every part of me with thoughts about Scarlett...
Our bond... Her body...
"Fuck this!"
Fisting my hands I marched straight down to the guest room and kicked the door open.
"My king!" Angel squeaked, jumping to her feet.
She was dressed in only a small silk dress that left her huge back side and breasts almost spilling to the ground— the perfect outfit.
"I— I thought you wouldn't be coming back in..." She stuttered as she stood there, not knowing what to do.
Rather than reply to her, I slowly walked to the bed and sat down.
"Do you— hmmm, have you had anything to eat? I can get the—"
"Angel," I growled, stopping her rambles instantly.
"M—my king?"
"Come here..." I leaned into the bed, only resting on my elbows as I spread my legs further. "Make me forget."
The veil of confusion had instantly vanished from her face and it was replaced with a sparkle of dark excitement as she swiftly went on her knees.
Her bottom lip disappeared into her mouth as she slowly began to take off my belt. Her fingers felt gentle, yet somehow I found them oddly cold...
But I didn't stop her. I watched her every movement, sealing my wolf away at a far corner of my brain to stop it from ruining this moment for us.
"Oh... It's hugely beautiful..." She gasped as my hardened cock sprung out of my pants.
Her finger grazed over the tip, the sensation sending a shiver through me and for the first time, I relaxed, banking on the hope that this was actually going to be good.
But the moment she popped my cock into her mouth, my blood recoiled in disgust. Her mouth was cold. Annoyingly slurpy as if she had too much saliva in there...
Yet, I tightened my teeth and forced myself to focus on other things she was doing, hoping that would at least bring me some sort of relief.
Her fingers began to trace around my groin, moving roughly over my balls as her moans became louder.
"Oh... My king.... This is so good— you taste so good..." She sang over my cock, much to my irritation.
Her head started bobbing over my length, swallowing me whole... I felt the drumming sensation despite everything but she refused to keep quiet.
Even with my cock shoved down her throat she still continued mumbling unintelligent stuff. But I still endured.
What broke it, was when she started pulling at my balls, tapping her hands over it like it was the next best thing for her.
"Yes! Ooh... I can't wait to feel you inside of me... Fuck me! Fuck me!" She started crying as she plopped my cock out of her mouth and began layering wet kisses all over my lower region.
And at this point, I just couldn't take it anymore. Not when my wolf thought this was the right moment to remind me of how much better Scarlett tasted—
"Stop!" I growled, abruptly pushing her off me.
She stumbled to the ground in shock but as she saw the color of my eyes, she quickly recovered.
"I— I'm sorry," she mumbled, fixing her dress. "If you— hmm, if you don't want that, I can do something else."
Her eyes went to the covered tray by the bed side table and she hurried towards it. "I can eat... I can do anything you want me to..."
She grabbed the food— grilled chicken— and began to slowly rub it over her body, till it got to her mouth.
"I can— hmm— I can do it all... My king— just say the word..."
My eyes narrowed in disgust at what she was doing but for some reason she misinterpreted my glare as approval.
In a flash of a second, she tore off the tiny dress she had on and got on her knees, letting her large ass in the air.
"I am all yours— please take me— fuck me! Please!" She cried.
I was instantly repulsed by her. But I couldn't find it in me to give her a response. I simply fixed up my zipper half way and walked out of the room.
There was no way in the deepest pit of hell I was going to fuck her after she had rubbed fucking chicken juice all over herself— and I sure as hell needed to be fucked by the one person my wolf couldn't get over.
My legs shamelessly took me straight to my old room, where I knew she would be. I could blame it on the fucking alcohol, but my wolf was jumping with excitement.
My cock hardened even more at the very thought and I couldn't turn back.
I unlocked the door and fixed my eyes on her form on the bed.
"This is all your fault!" I growled, my sharp voice pulling her out of sleep instantly.
"Asher?" She whispered, pulling herself out of bed. "Are you okay—"
Her legs stopped and she dared narrow her eyes at me. "You are drunk."
"And fucking needy and it's all your fault!" I hissed and without giving her a chance to even breathe her next air intake, I zoomed to where she stood and pushed her body against the wall.
Her eyes were wide with shock as she stared at the lust moving dangerously in mine.
"—And you are going to satisfy me... In every way possible!"
I instantly crashed my lips over hers, kissing her with so much passion, she melted in my arms. And I hated to admit it, but it was exactly what my body needed.
My lips moved to her neck, kissing and biting, leaving my mark on every inch of her skin as my hands imprisoned her under my touch.
In a matter of seconds, her breathing became in sync with mine as I tore off her long night dress and moved my mouth to her chest— her perfect pair of breasts.
"A—Asher..." She moaned, the sound driving my cock nuts.
I wanted to bury myself deep within her, but I also wanted her to feel the frustration her body was causing to me. She had no right to have this much control over me.
She had no right to be so irresistibly beautiful.
My mouth took in her erect pink nipples, sucking roughly onto them until her fingers pulled at my hair, silently begging me for more.
With my mouth still exploring her pink nipples and taking in her sweet intoxicating scent, I let my hands grab her waist as I explored deeper.
My strong arms lifted her right leg, exposing her naked pussy to my sex starved fingers. I rubbed roughly over her mounds, loving the soft cries she made to the air.
"Please..." She begged but my mouth returned to her lips, shutting her up.
She had no right...
Two of my fingers found her opening and I pumped them deep inside of her. Thrusting so deep, her juices coated them like rain.
And it was at this point that I became ready. With one free hand, I tore open what was left of my zipper and I directed myself to her opening.
With one mighty shove, I was buried deep inside of her, swallowing her cries.
"Hmm... Asher!" She moaned as I started thrusting even harder.
I flipped her over, so that her back is facing me and her breast is glued to the wall. Then I push myself inside her again.
"Hold still... Because this is your punishment...." I growled into her ears just as I resumed pounding inside her. Hard.