Whirled by Fate

Am I going Crazy?

Jaxson

Chapter 7

I leave Ayana sitting on the couch. It killed me to walk out the door, leaving her waiting on me to kiss those sweet juicy lips. Bloody Hell! The woman had a pair of lips on her that looked so enticing Lilith herself would be jealous. The bottom lip was slightly fuller than the top lip, but they both look plush and soft. I can imagine just how good those lips would feel against mine and, even better, my d**k. s**t! I need to think of something else before becoming full-on hard as I leave here. I don’t need anyone. ‘Asking me about my trunk?’ as the blanket says. Bloody Adrian! He had to have known what the blanket said; he was the one who handed it to me. He’s such a prat. It wouldn’t surprise me if this was bloody payback for upsetting Janessa yesterday. Exiting the elevator, I walk through the lobby towards the front door. “Mummie, look at the elephant on the blankie!” A little girl with her mother asks, pointing at the elephant on the blanket wrapped around my body. “Mummie, what does the blankie say?” The mother looks towards the words, and her face heats up like a red clown nose. Bollocks! She quickly places her hands over her daughter’s eyes and dashes to the elevator avoiding me as if I was the bubonic plague. Sigh. I really need to make it home. “Good heavens! Do you see the elephant on that young lad, Jillian?” Two old grannies that are sitting down for afternoon tea look me over. “I certainly did, Irma, although it’s a shame the elephant on the blanket covers it as it swings.” “Wait…is that Prince Jaxson?” Walking briskly to the front door, I cover my front as best as I can. As Lycans we often show each other nudity when we do our monthly runs, but I draw the line at grannies lusting over my c**k and bells. Bloody hell! I could be their grandson for Goddess sakes! I finally make it out of the building to my car, avoiding patrons' eyes. As soon as I get in the car, a call pulls up through the dash. Call from Mum. Sigh. “Answer.” I say to the car system. “Jackie darling, were you a good boy and did what was expected of you?” s**t! I forgot I was supposed to tell her about her getting the job. Surprisingly Ayana is a talented designer. My assistant had a copy of her portfolio, and once I looked it over, I saw that she could be an asset to Titan. Furthermore, I wouldn’t mind her presence in the company. There’s been something strange happening with us. It first sparked during the interview. I could barely focus with her scent cascading around the room. After the heavy petting we were just doing, I’m curious what will happen, but I do not know if it will end well or badly. And did I mention how entranced her eyes make me? Everything leaves my mind when I look into her eyes. It’s almost like some force radiates from them, captivating me every time she looks my way. Not only do they charm me, but they are a peculiar color, and not many have eyes that color. When she’s angry, her eyes flash a cold silver deadly as a bullet. Still, they become like two pools of liquid mercury as tranquil and fluid as the metal in the heat of the moment. “Darling? Did you hear me?” Momentarily I forget where I am and release a sigh bracing myself to tell her. “No, mum, I did not get a chance…some…distractions occurred.” “….” “Mum?” “Distractions, eh? Alright, darling, will we see you for brunch today?” Goddess, save me. She was pissed; I can just feel it. “Yes, Mum.” “Good.” The call ended without a hitch, and as I sit there in silence, I wonder what I should have written on my tombstone once she hears how I’ve messed this up. Here lies the poor cowardly prince of Titan. The one who was hung by his bollocks by his mum. Yeah, that sounds about right. Cranking up my car, I pull out into traffic, getting ready to head back to my place. Praying to the Goddess for a smoother future. Descending up the hill to my manor, I pull into my driveway, my hands clenching the steering wheel. It seems that the fates hate me because that small red convertible is sitting in my driveway. f**k! Maybe I should pull back out and drive to Drake’s, but then I would have to explain why I could not go home or why I was wearing this blanket. Argghhh!!! No! I will not run from my home. She is an uninvited pest that keeps popping up unannounced. I need to insert some rules and now because if not, I would not survive this mating. Stepping out of my car, I walk through my front door and deposit my keys on my hall rings. “What the hell are you wearing?! Did you seriously walk around like this?” Brianna screeches, her body teetering on those stilts she calls heels over to me. My wolf angers instantly, who is this female to shout at me in my home. She takes a step back from me after noticing my wolf riding my senses. Growling, I advance towards her, my eyes tract the sweat on her brow and the movements of her throat as she swallows. She’s not worth our time, ol’ boy. Backing down, my wolf agrees his presence pushing back to the back of my mind. I walk past her to my room, leaving her in the front hall a hot shower on my mind. Walking into my room, I pray the git stays away as I open the shower door to set the temperature to warm. Once the shower is ready, I drop the blanket to the floor and step into it, slowly turning the dial to cold to cool myself down. The water hits me full force, but it doesn’t ease the beast inside; instead, my wolf growls as images from an earlier flash in my mind. Ayana soft moans and whimpers as I suck on those succulent n*****s arouse in my mind making me exhale shakily in need. Groaning, my d**k starts to thicken the shaft, throbbing as the blood courses through it. f**k, maybe a good wank will set me straight. Reaching down, I take my d**k in hand, stroking up and down my shaft precum leaking from the tip. Slowly I move my hand up and down as more images of Ayana licking her lips in arousal, her tongue sweeping teasing passes. Goddess, I need those lips on me! Moaning, I pick up the pace faster, stroking as I envision her lips encased across my tip. Her tongue running along the veins under my shaft until she takes me deep down her throat, my balls hitting her chin. Faster, I pound her face as she stares at me with those mercury orbs of beauty hollowing her cheeks as she sucks the devil from my loins. “Unn.” I grunt, my release striking me hard as thick ropes of my seed shoot out, coating my shower wall. Gods! A cold shudder wrecks my body as I slowly come down from my climax. Not the release I want, but it will have to do because sooner or later, I will have Ayana in my bed. Her thighs spread wide over my shoulders as I pound her sweet cunt until I lock inside her sated. s**t, my c**k starts to harden again at the prospect of being between her thighs. Bollocks look like another wank is in store. Before I can relieve myself again, the door flies open to the bathroom, and Brianna walks in. Her eyes move over my body; her wolf flashes in her eyes as she peruses my c**k against my stomach. “What do you want, Brianna?” I snarl at her as her eyes stare hungrily at my erect c**k. Seeing her interest slowly starts to deflate at her scrutiny of it. Well, I’ll be. Seems her staring at me like she wants to devour me was all it needed to soften. Chuckling, I shake my head, lathering up my body to clean my sweat during my wank. Ignoring Brianna’s presence, I did not notice the frustration on her face at seeing my erection deflate before her. Grinding her teeth, she continues to watch me clean myself before plastering a fake smile on her lips. “Where were you this morning? I called earlier, and Mrs. Jameson said you weren’t home. So, where were you?” Disregarding her question, I shut off the water in the shower, grabbing a towel hanging on the nearby ring on the wall. Drying my hair quickly, I wrap the towel around my waist, exiting the bathroom to walk into my closet to choose a suit for brunch with my parents. Something sporty or causal, I think to myself. Although before I can make my way inside completely, Brianna’s hand grabs my arm, jerking me to try and face her. “Don’t ignore me, Jaxson Edwards! Where were you!? You were supposed to be at my apartment to help me choose an outfit so we can match at brunch!” She whines, placing a ridiculous pout on her lips. Sneering down at her hand on my arm, my wolf bristles that her hands touched my skin. “Ms. Simon, I think it wise to unhand me at the moment.” My voice lacing with an undertone of my power makes her immediately let me go. Done with her insufferable attitude, I turn back towards my closet, looking for my black suit. What color shirt should I wear? Navy? “Purple.” My wolf insists on our eyes landing on a lilac shirt near the back of my closet. “Pfft, I know people think wolves are color blind, but that color does not go with this suit and style.” I say to my wolf, ignoring his suggestion to grab a burgundy button-down. He grumbles at me in the back of my mind shaking his head at me. Why is he so moody? I can’t wear such a light color with black, and the only reason I have that shirt in my closet is because it was a gift from mum. I only wore it a couple of times to please her, and now it just stays in the back of the closet; besides, darker colors suit me far better than light colors. Satisfied, I discard the towel around my waist to put on my chosen ensemble. Jumping out of my skin, I feel a coldness touch my back as her hands move up and down my back muscles. “Jaxy, I’m sorry. I was just so upset about the discussion last night that I lashed out. Please forgive me.” She says, looking up at me, batting her eyes at me. Disgusted, I remove her hands from my body and glare at her. However, before I can reprimand her, she attacks me, placing her lips on mine with her slimy tongue, trying to force an entrance through my lips. Growling, I push her away. “ENOUGH! Have you gone mental?!” I reach up, wiping the lipstick from my lips as I glare daggers at her. Satisfied, she saunters closer to me like she has done no wrong. “You want me just admit it! No one is better than me, Jaxson; it’s why our parents decided we should mate. It’s fate.” Laughing in her face, I sneer at her as she narrows her eyes at me. “Are you a bit daft? Because our mating is nothing but codswallop.” Not wanting to listen to her talk any longer, I grab the rest of my clothing to dress in my room, leaving her fuming in my closet. “URGH!” Brianna screeches, running in behind me. “I am your future queen! No ONE can compare to me!” Finishing up the dressing, I grab my favorite watch to offset my look. Taking one last look at the ignorant bit, I walk towards my bedroom door. “Are you sure?” I say to her with a confident smirk watching her eyes shadow with disbelief than fear as I leave my room to head back downstairs. Picking up my key fob from the indoor table, I briefly greet Mrs. Jameson then head to my car. Getting into the driver's side, I close the door and rev up my car when suddenly the handle to the passenger side jiggles as Brianna tries to open it. After she sees that the door is still locked, she removes her hand, waiting for me to unlock the door. I need to invest in a bug zapper for my car doors for this pesky gnat. When she noticed I wasn’t budging, she stormed to the front of my car to stand there with her hands on her hips. c*****g an eyebrow at her, I revamp the car's engine in warning. “I’d move if I were you.” I mind linking her, unblocking my mind for a moment, then slam the link shut. I don’t want to give her too much freedom in my mind again. I’m still scarred by the images she sent me. Unmoving, Brianna stands there, oblivious crossing her arms in front of her chest, tilting out her left hip. “Alright, suit yourself.” Accelerating my McLaren 720S Spider one more time, I release the vehicle from park, pressing down on the gas. Frightened, Brianna’s eyes widen as she jumps out the way. “YOU ARE MINE JAXSON EDWARDS!” She shouts from the ground, my eyes sparing her one last glance from my rear-view mirror. Not for long, I’ll find a way to break the bloody contract even I must beg my parents.