Chapter Seven
Deepa fell back into an uneasy slumber after Axel left. She woke up hours later to find him naked on her bed, hovering over her body.
"I thought I told you to get out!" she hissed.
The moonlight illuminated his bare torso and well defined muscles, causing a heat to ignite within her core.
"You're so beautiful," he whispered, his gaze fixed on her, his cock already hard and ready.
Deepa pressed a foot on his chest to push him away, but Axel pulled it to his mouth, running his warm tongue along her toes.
Deepa shuddered, back arching.
"Do you still want me to go?"
Deepa shook her head.
Axel let out a sigh of relief. He took her foot into his mouth, sucking on her toes before moving to her leg, kissing and licking his way higher.
He pushed up her dress and kissed the soft flesh of her inner thighs, his hands gently pushing her legs apart and pulling off her panties.
Deepa was still groggy from sleep, but she knew exactly what he was going to do, the anticipation making her wet.
"Fuck," he grunted pressing his nose between her legs. "You smell amazing."
Deepa flushed, her body responding to the heat of his breath.
"I can't stop thinking about you," he groaned, his tongue darting out to taste her.
"Axel..." Deepa whimpered, her hand tangling in his hair.
He buried his face between her legs, his tongue sliding inside her, eating her out like a man dying of starvation.
His moans sent vibrations through her body, her back arching, her toes curling.
He licked her slowly, his tongue circling her clit and dipping into her core, lapping up her juices as Deepa trembled and groaned.
"You're so fucking wet," he moaned, his blue eyes meeting hers. "Is this what you want? Huh?"
Deepa whined, her fingers tugging his hair. "Just shut up and lick it."
Axel smirked, his tongue returning to her folds. He continued slowly, driving her crazy as he lapped her up.
She was trembling, her thighs tightening around his head. She wanted more, needed more.
"Suck it," she whimpered.
"Say it again," he growled.
"Just suck it," she moaned.
He smiled, his mouth closing around her sensitive nub.
Deepa cried out, her fingers digging into his scalp as his tongue flicked back and forth, making her tremble.
"Yes..." she gasped. "Like that."
Axel's arms looped under her thighs, holding her tightly in place as his tongue moved faster.
"More..." she panted, her toes curling.
Axel's mouth worked on her clit, sucking and flicking and lapping, driving her wild.
"Don't stop," she gasped. "Please don't stop."
She could feel the tension rising inside her, the pressure building as her orgasm grew closer.
She was so close, so very close.
"Axel," she whimpered.
His arms tightened around her thighs, his mouth devouring her as his tongue drove her closer and closer to the edge.
"Fuck," she moaned. "Right there."
The sensation crashed over her, her back arching as her whole body tensed, the pleasure surging through her, causing her to cry out.
Axel's grip tightened, holding her down as her body spasmed and shook. His tongue kept moving, his lips sucking on her clit.
Deepa shuddered, her body going limp as her orgasm subsided.
Axel planted a soft kiss on her thigh.
Deepa allowed him to climb over her body, slipping his cock inside her soaked folds.
She let out a whimper, his hard shaft stretching her wide.
Axel's hips rocked back and forth, slowly fucking her, his face buried in her hair, his hands cupping her ass.
She groaned, her legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him deeper.
He was an arsehole, but it felt wonderful when he was buried deep inside her.
His thrusts were slow and steady, his mouth trailing kisses down her neck, his lips brushing over her ear.
"You're mine," he murmured. "Just mine."
"Shut up," she hissed.
Axel's fingers gripped her hips, his movements quickening.
She bit her lip, her hips rolling to meet his, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing around the room.
Axel groaned, his fingers digging into her flesh.
"I'm gonna cum," he gasped, his thrusts becoming more erratic.
Deepa wrapped her legs tighter around him, pulling him closer. She could feel him tense, his whole body shaking as he came, spilling his seed deep inside her.
Axel collapsed beside Deepa, pulling her into his arms.
Deepa sighed, allowing herself to sink into the warmth of his embrace.
"You're mine," he murmured against her neck.
"I'm not a fucking object," she muttered back.
Axel's hands ran up and down her spine, his lips brushing over her skin.
Deepa's eyelids grew heavy, the warmth of his body lulling her to sleep.
Axel was gone from her bed in the morning. He ignored her at breakfast, quickly wolfing down his food without saying a word, obviously still angry at her for staying.
Deepa glared at him while chewing on her toast.
Two could play at the silent game.
Most of the household disappeared after breakfast, no doubt going off to cause havoc for Deepa's old co-workers. She hoped that they didn't kill anyone that she liked.
Ryan remained, inviting her to drink tea with him in a courtyard. The white metal table and chairs were surrounded by several rose bushes.
“Nastya's creations,” said Ryan when he noticed Deepa staring at the flowers. “She loves to plant seeds and watch them grow.”
“They're lovely.” Deepa slowly took a sip of green tea, trying not to spend too much time staring at Ryan.
Perhaps her grief for Parker was making her see him in Axel's brother's face.
Ryan elegantly poured himself another cup. "Have you ever heard of fated mates?"
Deepa shook her head.
"It's a rare thing,''' said Ryan. “Sort of like love at first sight. It's when two werewolves become overly attached to each other the first time that they meet."
"Oh."
"I've had my suspicions, but after watching both you and Axel interact, I think that this may have happened to you. You both clearly hate each other, but you can't seem to stay away."
"It's because he keeps stalking me.” Deepa shrugged.
"Yes." Ryan nodded. "I think that's true. But I've noticed that you also initiate without any good reason."
Deepa frowned, taking a sip of her tea to avoid facing the confusing thoughts swirling around in her brain.
"It doesn't seem healthy for you," Ryan said. "Thanks to Axel, you were turned into a werewolf, lost your boyfriend, your job and your life. Yet you're constantly drawn to him, even though he obviously resents you as well."
"Yeah," Deepa muttered, looking back to the roses. "It doesn't make sense."
"I do have one thing that could help you.”
"What?"
"My mother once separated herself from my father for years, with this." He placed a small bottle of white pills on the table.
"What are they?"
"Suppressant pills. They only work for human turned werewolves. They suppress the werewolf urges and make it possible to lead a regular human life."
"Really?" Deepa picked up the jar and unscrewed the cap, the bitter scent of medicine wafting from inside.
"Take two once a day, and you should be able to stop your inner wolf from going to Axel."
Deepa's heart skipped a beat. "That's...amazing."
"Don't get too excited. It's not a magic cure all. If you stop taking the pills your inner wolf will come back with a vengeance, but if you continue taking them for the rest of your life, it will be like you were never bitten at all."
"I see." Deepa nodded, a grin spreading across her face. "This is incredible. Thank you."
"No problem." Ryan's mouth curved up into a gentle smile. "It's the least I can do."
Deepa grabbed two pills, swallowing dry before returning to her tea.
She couldn't wait to be rid of Axel forever.