Chapter 47 - Heat

~~~ Hayden ~~~

From the stories I have heard, when a werewolf female goes into heat, the sexual longing that takes over her body is something unearthly, the rampant urge that rushes through her veins all the way to her core releasing waves of arousal has the power to strike down her mate, to shake him as an earthquake would, to make him lose his fucking mind and any sense of self command over his own fucking body.

Neither one of the male or female would be able to control themselves around each other until the heat reduces, a mating process that could take days, a process in which the male would have to bury his seed deep inside the female over and over again, not until every ounce of his energy is completely drained, but until the female’s needs are completely satisfied.

My mate is not just a werewolf, she’s a hybrid, part vampire, part wolf, that must explain why those stories I’ve heard did not cover half of what I am feeling right now.

The sexual driving force that radiates from Allaya executes a compelling force over my body, any sort of sane thought has abandoned my mind, if I don’t make love to her soon, I’ll literally die.

“We need ice to cool down her body, lower her fever!” Xander demands interrupting my inner battle.

‘What the fuck does he know about what our mate needs? Our mate needs us!’ Maddox is grunting inside, making everything even harder.

“Hayden, what’s happening to me?” She is crying out desperately, breaking the little concentration I fought so hard to gather. “It hurts, I need… you!” She grips my shoulder, staring at me with raw passionate desire.

FUCK!

I cannot keep it in my pants much longer, this woman is undoing me with a simple gaze, my cock is pulsating painfully against my pants, begging to meet my mate’s love tunnel.

“We need to put her in a bathtub and add ice!” My father cuts in, I bite my tongue before a string of curses leaves my mouth.

The fuck with that, what we need is some time alone, me and her! Should I really spell it out for them to understand?

“My sister’s room, her mother's!” Gabriel suggests, and while he dares to attempt picking her up from the floor, a loud possessive growl leaves my chest before he could even graze her.

“Don’t touch her!” I growl in a life-threatening tone. “Nobody will touch my mate, ever!” My tone screams ‘not debatable’.

“I’m her uncle, you know that, right?” He quirks a brow at me, I’m not impressed.

“I don’t fucking care! Nobody can lay a finger on her, nobody but me!” I highlight, he raises his hands in defeat, his lips forming a rather amused smirk.

The motherfucker!

~~~ Allaya ~~~

The burning ache between my legs is mystifying my soul, twisting my mind, and clouding my judgment.

The pain is excruciating and it will not stop until my body is nurtured with the thing that covers the most, only my mate can extinguish the fervid fire in my belly.

Hayden being this possessive with me did wicked things to my already ruined form, unleashed my inner beast in ways one cannot put in plain words, but to try to put it mildly, I will not be able to resist much longer.

The moment Hayden gently takes me in his arms, a jolt of sensations makes me grow much warmer and liquid than before between my legs, if that was in fact possible.

I wrap my arms around him and hold on like there is no tomorrow. His muscles seem carved in stone, his t-shirt hugs him like a second skin, and damn, he carries me around like I weigh nothing.

My brain cells are malfunctioning as I imagine him on top of me, ripping off my clothes and ravaging my body. Dear God, I cannot trust myself to suppress the hungry beast inside!

A reeking with pain shout escapes my chest, I sink my nails in his back as he lays me in the filled with ice bath tub.

“You will be fine, babe, it will soon be fine!” He assures, affectionately kissing my closed eyes, but I can feel the hot electrifying lust oozing from each and every inch of his skin.

The bone-chilling ice is piercing my figure on the outside but does absolutely nothing to the fever inside or the burning spot between my legs, I cry my torment out.

“Is it better?” My father Xander poses the damn question.

Really??? Is this how he believes I’ll get rid of this unbearable heat?

“No, it’s not better!” My voice came out harsher than intended. “Father, you have to get out of here, now! All of you have to get out!” My tone left no place for negotiations. “I said ‘now’!” I underline, they are not moving fast enough.

After what seemed like an eternity, I watched the door closing behind them.

“They are gone now, Allaya!” Hayden stares at me as if I were something to eat, his eyes glowing with excitement.

I get out of the bathtub, he takes a step back as I start removing the wet clothes under his wonderstruck regard, needless to say that he is stunned to immobility. He doesn’t take his eyes off me as every piece of garment that was covering me is being tossed on the floor, every piece except for my underwear.

I take a step towards him to reduce the distance between us, and I take his hand and desperately shove it between my legs as my life depended on it, in a weird way I feel like it depends on it.

This was his cue to tenderly lift me in his arms again and take me out of the bathroom, smoothly place me in the bed, far too delicate for the wild urge that runs in my veins, culminating in the lower part of my abdomen.

“Hayden, I need you, I need to feel you everywhere!” I demand. “I need it now or else I’m going to lose my freaking sanity! I swear it hurts! Fix it!” I beg.

“I’ll end our pain, baby!” His hoarse voice made me shiver in anticipation.

He gazes at me as if I were the only woman on this Earth for him, taking in every inch of my body as if he tries to memorize it.

“What are you waiting for?”

“Let me look at you, my love! Your body is a masterpiece, it should be fucking displayed like an artwork, though I confess that I’m so lucky to be the only one that sees it, I would kill anyone that would dare to look at you with sexual desire.” His eyes suddenly darkened a shade. “Am I your first one, Allaya?”

I feel my cheeks blushing at the unexpected interrogation, but my mind cannot seem to cooperate in forming words, nothing comes out of my mouth.

Watching that there is no response from my part, he lowers his head and removes my bra. “Has anybody sucked on these nipples, Allaya?” He inquires, pinching them, just before taking one in his mouth, moans of pleasure are sitting on my tongue but I withhold them.

“Let them out, I want to hear you moaning for me!” He requests and my body instantly executes, against my protests.

“Good girl! Now let’s see that pussy that is longing to be gratified!” He utters slowly, taking down my panties.

He then leaves a trail of kisses from my belly to my sensitive spot, he stops and makes eye contact before moving his mouth on my core, his tongue coming in contact with the inner walls of my pussy.

Oh God, how I missed this divine sensation only he can provide!

But he didn’t stop there, no, he pushed a finger inside and I could swear I landed on cloud nine, angels are singing and I’ve just been blessed by gods.

Is this how heaven feels like?

“Fuck, this is the holy grail, sweetheart, you are so tight, I can’t wait to get inside you! You owe me from the last times as well, and I’ll make sure you’ll pay your debts!” His husky voice echoing through my entire being, my sex drive is massively increasing and I become greedier by the second.

I push him aside, my recently found supernatural force is rather useful. “Just strip, wolf!” I ordered. “I need more of you!”

This night is getting intense, this torture has to end and it will end right now!