Chapter 33 #2
Years of emotional abuse can twist how you see yourself. I’m not surprised it got to a point he stopped seeing the strength in his struggles.
“Everyone could see your strength. Sometimes I wonder if that played a hand in how they treated you. Jealousy isn’t rational.”
Anxo drops his gaze. “I never properly thanked you for dragging me back home. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have found Nevaeh and August. Every bit of happiness I have now is because you didn’t give up on me. I owe it all to you.”
I pat his shoulder. “Then you brought Hazel into my life. I’d say we’re even.”
The door slams open, and Hazel storms in, looking deliciously furious.
“You want to explain why I woke up with a ring on my finger?” She hisses.
Anxo quietly slips out, and I already know everyone will hear the news within a few seconds. That man can’t keep anything from his mate.
“You want to explain why Anxo handed me a big ass list of people you’ve pissed off?” I counter.
She presses her lips together, still glaring like she’s going to stab me.
“That’s what I thought.” I step into her space, grab her face, and kiss her hard. “Good morning, fiancé.”
“You didn’t even ask me!”
“I didn’t want to give you a chance to say no… or pull an elaborate prank. That ring means you’re stuck with me forever. I’m yours now. No escape. No loopholes.”
She throws her head back with a sigh. “I guess I’ll settle.”
The audacity…
I don’t know why she’s acting like she got the short end of the stick when I can see the smile she’s trying to bury since the second she stormed in here like a tornado.
“I gave you a beautiful ring, and all I get is ‘I’ll settle’? You’re such a romance killer.”
“You put a ring on my finger without asking me, and I’m the romance killer?” She chuckles.
“Yes. Now admit it. Say you love me. Say you’re honored to spend the rest of your life with me. Say I’m your perfect soulmate… the beauty to your beast.”
“Oh, honey, someone lied to you. I don’t see any beauty here.”
I gasp dramatically, but my cruel mate just laughs.
“I’m kidding.” She pulls me in for a kiss. “You’re the most beautiful man I’ve ever laid eyes on.”
“See, now I don’t believe you.” I turn away with a pout. “You hurt my feelings. He’s offended, too.” I point to the tent growing in my pants that’s always ready for action when she’s around.
I have zero shame. None.
“Men.” Hazel shakes her head, but my breath catches when she drops to her knees. “Let’s see if I can make it up to him.”
She unbuckles my belt, tugging my briefs along with my pants. I barely have time to steady myself when I watch her run her tongue over her palm before grabbing my cock like it belongs to her.
It takes everything in me not to come right then and there.
Her grip is firm, confident as she pumps me. When her tongue skims over the tip, a shiver runs down my spine, and I bury my fingers in her hair, barely holding myself up.
She’s a catalyst for my self-control.
Leaning back against the table, I cup the sides of her face, pushing her beautiful raven hair back as I watch her tongue trace my balls to the tip of my cock with slow, deliberate movements before finally taking me into her warm mouth.
I know she’s trying to undo me when she hums softly, swallowing around me like she can’t get enough of the taste, savoring every second.
“Look up.” Hazel’s teary eyes lift to mine, hazy with lust. “You don’t look like someone who’s settling, baby. Look how hungry you are for your mate’s cock.”
Hazel glares at me, but I know her secret now. Every glare is just her way of hiding a smile. She’s never as unaffected as she pretends.
She loves me. I know it. It’s written in every look. Every touch.
Hazel pulls back slightly, her teeth lightly scraping against me, just enough to make my breath hitch, sending a sharp shiver down my spine.
Too close. Way too close.
She hums, and since I’m not done teasing her yet, I ease her back. I want to drag this out just a little longer.
“What was that? Hard to hear you with my cock in your mouth, baby.”
I didn’t expect her revenge to include grabbing my ass and taking me all the way to the back of her throat and swallowing around me.
My knees give out, the tension snapping all at once, and before I can even warn her, I’m coming down her throat.
Hazel is cleaning me up, thoroughly enjoying the fact that she made me lose control like that. We’ve barely had a second to recover when the doors burst open, and since my tongue is practically hanging out of my mouth and Hazel is still on her knees, we don’t react in time.
I look up just in time to see Seiji spin around with a scream. “Why is it always me?!?”
Hazel scrambles to pull up my pants and herself, but it’s too late. The damage is done.
Seiji stumbles out with his hands over his eyes, crashing into things as he loudly regrets every life choice that led him here.
When Anxo links us to start locking our doors from now on, we both lose it and burst out laughing until we’re on the floor.
Then we’re tearing into each other’s clothes like wild animals, ready to start over… after locking the door.
I love my siren.