His Control
Raven
Isighed, staring at the men’s perfume set that I was holding in my hand.
I had gone out to Stratford Upon Avon’s largest shopping centre to buy a gift for Uncle El’s upcoming birthday.
It was the afternoon, but I still couldn’t get Robyn’s words from earlier out of my mind about how I needed to tell someone about my being on the verge of going into heat.
But forgetting that, more than my heat, I needed to tell Liam about Damon’s and my rejection.
I was going to tell him yesterday in the car, but then that stupid pain played up.
Then last night, I waited for him, but he had come late, and I had fallen asleep.
Damon had linked me earlier, asking me why I hadn’t told Liam.
Last night, Liam had talked to him, and it was clear he didn’t know.
I explained to him that I had been about to tell him twice, but stuff came up.
I had booked a table in a restaurant in town, and I was going to tell him.
I wasn’t sure what to do about my heat; I figured I’d talk to Liam, and we’d go from there. I loved him, but I didn’t feel as if I was ready for that last step, not when he felt guilty. What if I said it, and he refused? I’d be hurt, but I needed to talk to him regardless of the outcome.
He had promised to meet me. Although he was supposedly on house arrest, I was glad he was allowed to get out. Staying indoors would only drive him crazier, although I didn’t think Uncle El realised Liam’s always broken more rules than he knows. I wasn’t complaining. I had liked our road trip.
I paid for the fragrance and headed out, glancing at my watch; twenty-to-six.
Perfect, enough time for me to get dressed and head to the restaurant for seven!
I got into the backseat of my car, pulling out the outfit I had decided to wear for tonight.
A black, long-sleeved, high-collared dress with a cut-out back.
What’s not to love about black? I glanced towards my tinted windows before I undressed and slipped it on, pairing it with some net tights and heels.
Taking my makeup back out, I began working on my face.
When I was almost done, a sudden surge of pain coursed through me, but this time, it was accompanied by a raging fire.
I felt as if my entire body was burning.
A whimper left my lips as I dropped my lip liner.
Screaming at the spasming pain, my lower region throbbed, and I bit my lip, Liam’s face flashing in my head.
I wanted him.
Liam… I called through the link. My mind felt fuzzy, and my entire body felt hot and crazy.
Raven, what’s wrong?
Liam, I need you to come get me, I whispered.
Where are you?
Outside Red Fort shoppi- ah! I whimpered as another pain rushed through me.
I needed this clothing off! I grabbed the collar of my dress, tearing it off completely.
I’m coming. His voice was soothing, yet he was clearly worried.
Fast, I moaned.
I wanted him. My mind was hazy as I ripped through my tights and pushed my underwear aside, parting my smooth lips and began rubbing my clit.
Liam…
I imagined it was him touching me, imagining him running his tongue down my stomach, pushing my thighs apart before he drove his tongue into me.
“Liam…” I whimpered, moaning as I felt my orgasm building, moving my finger faster. “Fuck…”
My eyes flew open, my back arching as my orgasm ripped through me. I dropped back onto the seat, feeling a little cooler and somewhat returning to my senses. My cheeks were hot, and the flames that were licking my body were still there, but it wasn’t as tense. I was aching for so much more…
I gripped onto the seat in front, whimpering as another jarring burst of pain rushed through me.
Wait… was calling Liam the smart thing to- ouch!
I whimpered, clamping my hand over my mouth, not wanting anyone to hear me. A sudden tapping on the window made my eyes fly open, my heart thundering when I saw Liam.
Open the door, love.
I reached over, unlocking the door and pushing it open slightly.
My entire body burned with a dangerous desire to jump him right then.
His eyes instantly blazed magnetic blue the moment my scent hit him.
His heart thundered as his eyes trailed over me.
I was in my lingerie and torn net tights, and, even in my hazy state, I could tell he liked what he saw from the pure carnal hunger in those shimmering deep blue eyes…
“You’re in heat…” He swallowed, slowly getting in the car. His nostrils flared as he shut the door behind him and cupped my neck, touching his knuckles to my cheek. I whimpered at his touch, the sparks that coursed through me making me throb.
“Fuck, Liam…” I whimpered. I needed his touch. I climbed into his lap, and he tensed, gripping my arms.
“Raven… look at me,” he said through gritted teeth, trying to calm his racing heartbeat.
“I’m burning up, I…”
“Raven... love, listen to me. Let’s get you somewhere cold, a bath, maybe… ice…”
“Kiss me,” I whispered seductively, ripping his shirt halfway before he caught my wrists.
“You’re not yourself. I’ll kiss you, but we can’t go further…” he whispered. I knew I was breaking his resolve when I took my bottom lip between my teeth and looked at him with hooded eyes.
“Then kiss me, Blue Eyes,” I whispered, rolling my hips against his crotch. A horny moan left my lips, and he swore, suddenly lifting me off him and placing me down.
“Raven, let’s get you out of here,” he said, his voice hoarse and almost animalistic. It just made me want him even more. Getting out of the car, he got into the front, grabbing my keys as I glared at him. “I’ll tell Mom you’re in heat. She can tell us what to do. I don’t trust myself around you.”
“You’re responsible for this! So, you should fix it!
” I growled. I knew I was being unreasonable, but I needed him.
I wanted him. He turned the air conditioning on full, but it did nothing to satiate the burning desire inside of me.
“I don’t want to go to the pack, Liam...
not like this. The world already seems to know everything about me.
.. just take me to a hotel room or something.
I don’t want anyone to know,” I said, suddenly feeling upset.
Another jarring pain rushed through me, and I whimpered, curling up on the back seat.
Through my half-lidded eyes, I could see his knuckles were white on the steering wheel.
“What about Damon? Do you want him with you instead?” He asked, his voice low. Although he was trying to sound normal, I knew just asking me that question hurt. I frowned, feeling the throb deep inside of me return.
“We rejected one another, Liam… I meant to tell you... but... fuck… something came in the way…” I whispered, biting my lip as another jarring pain rushed through me. He didn’t reply, but I could hear the beat of his heart, knowing it was a shock to his system.
“After what I did…” I thought I heard him whisper, but I was far too lost in my own pain, the heat, and the need for more licking painfully at my skin. The leather of the seats burned, too…
“I’m going to go get ice… I won’t be long,” I heard him whisper and realised the car had stopped. I stared through the window. A supermarket…
Liam
They had rejected each other? When? How? Did Damon think I was rubbing it in when I talked to him yesterday? Fuck, I wasn’t…
I was late apologising... and although I wouldn’t deny it gave me hope, it also meant he had taken himself out of the running because of me. At that moment, I knew that even if things became better between us, they would never return fully to how they once used to be.
Once we parked outside a hotel, pulling an oversized hoodie over her, I helped her out of the car, holding two bags full of ice cube packs.
There were more in the car, but I needed to get her some sort of relief from the pain quickly, pain that I had inflicted upon her.
When the fuck will I ever stop causing her pain?
I could smell her arousal, a thousand fucking times stronger than ever, and I was hard. The urge to mate with her was fucking strong, but I refused to even think about that.
I lifted her onto my shoulder the moment I had our key card and entered the lift.
Once we were in the room, I dropped the bags and placed her on the bed, pulling her hoodie off.
My eyes trailed over her body, those perfect round breasts in that black lace bra.
.. with her narrow waist, curvy hips, and sexy thighs, in only her heels and those net tights, it only added to how fucking hot she looked.
“I’m going to run you a bath,” I said, trying not to look at her pussy as I licked my lips.
She looked up at me, her eyes full of desire, pain, and something else.
She nodded, curling up. I rushed to the bathroom.
I had asked for a room with a large tub.
Relieved it was a decent size, I opened the cold tap.
She screamed, and I froze before turning back to the bedroom and rushing over to her. Fuck…
“Liam… it hurts,” she whimpered, her legs parted and her back arched.
“Okay, wait…” I ran my fingers through my hair.
This is torture. I deserved it, though.
Opening the top ice bag, I grabbed a handful. Walking to the bed, I climbed between her legs and dropped the ice onto the bed. Keeping one in my hand, I ran it over her lips, watching the water melt and trickle down her neck. She was burning hot…
I leaned in, claiming her lips in a deep kiss. Instantly, her hands grabbed the back of my neck, and she pulled me on top of her. One of her legs wrapped around my waist before she yanked my jacket off, ripping my shirt down the centre.
I want you, Liam, she begged.
No, baby, but I’ll help, I promise. I can’t take anything more from you, I whispered tenderly. I felt awful. I had ruined her marking; I was not going to ruin her first time.