Chapter Twenty-Three
After school I go into town feeling like something sweet so I stop at a cafe. The cashier gives me my order and I happily eat my muffin till I reach the parking lot.
“Elora.”
I look up and see my father standing by my car. Ugh, this will be good! I go to my car and stop in front of it, giving him a look as if to say, 'get on with it'.
“I'm so glad to see you. I've been going mad imagining where you were. Where are you staying? You look well,” he says. I scoff at his words.
“It's none of your business,” I say furiously.
“Honey, I'm sorry how things went down but you have to understand, a mate comes before anything,” he tries to justify what happened.
“Bullshit. Mates aren't the most important thing. For God's sake, there was a rejection situation with mine and you don't see me being a little bitch about it.”
It seems I always lose my temper with my father. I obviously feel resentment towards him. Actually, I never really lost my temper with him until I started getting older and realising his neglectful parenting.
“You rejected your mate?” my father asks incredulously.
Wow, he thinks I did the rejecting. He is the definition of stupidity at its finest. Instead of telling him the truth, I go along with it.
“Yes,” I say emotionlessly.
“What's wrong with you? First you tell me you want to leave the pack. Now you're telling me you don't want your mate. How is your wolf coping with this?”
“I manage. I always have, no matter what's thrown at me,” I say, but of course he doesn't realise how loaded my statement is.
“I don't understand. Do you want to go rogue?” He frowns.
“Rogue or not, you never loved me anyway,” I remark. His eyes go wide.
“You're my daughter. I'm just confused by what you want.”
“What I wanted was a father who would stick up for me.”
Every sentence I say seems to be affecting him.
“I'm sorry. Tell me where you're staying and we can rebuild our relationship,” he says softly.
“Why are you trying? You know I'm a burden to you. I always have been. You just won't admit it,” I spit my words at him.
“Elora, listen...”
“Did you rape my mother?” I cut him off, finally getting the balls to ask him the question I've always been unsettled by. His face pales, his eyes go as wide as I've ever seen them, he looks absolutely distraught.
“Do you really think that low of me?” his voice wavers.
“Yes,” I say sinisterly.
I get in my car and drive off, letting him wallow in what I think of him.
Taking the back road into the pack residence, I park beside Axe's car.
When I walk inside, I see Axe sitting on the couch.
All my thoughts of Joel disappear now that I'm staring at Axe.
And when Axe stands up and greets me with a hug, all my stress about my father goes away.
I breathe in his scent. He is my sanity.
“How was your day?” he asks.
“Better now. How was yours?” We walk to the couch and sit down.
“The usual.”
We watch tv for a bit, but it's hard to pay attention because Axe keeps twiddling my fingers and rubbing his thumb against my palm.
I look at him and see him looking at me.
He doesn't make a move so I get the courage and lean into him, pressing my lips against his.
I hold onto his neck while his hand grasps my thigh.
Our lips move sensually but I can feel this kiss getting hotter, especially when he pulls me onto his lap.
Axe runs his hands up my shirt and trails my spine with his fingertips, making me shudder against him.
He grows underneath me, pressing right between my legs.
“Axe,” I moan.
His hands go to my hips and he softly pushes them back and forth. When his erection rubs against me, the bliss I feel keeps rising. The more I grind on him, the greater the sensation feels.
“I don't want to stop, Elora,” he murmurs against my lips, speaking the words I’m thinking. I drop my head against his shoulder but keep moving my body. He attaches his lips to my neck, making my breathing even more out of control. “Can we take your pants off?”
My body obliges his request without giving my brain a second to think about it.
I slip my pants off then get back on him.
Without my pants, I can feel him even more.
He guides my hips even faster. When he groans it makes me want to keep pleasing him forever to hear that sound.
With just his sweatpants and my underwear, it feels wonderful and intense.
Sitting on top of the alpha with my pants off is exhilarating.
The sensitivity in my private region intensifies, making me gasp as I ride him harder to keep that sensitive feeling rising.
I wrap my arms around the back of his shoulders tightly as I feel a burst of pleasure travel through me.
Oh God. I drop onto him, feeling sleepy.
“Are you okay?” his raspy voice asks.
“That was my first...” I trail off.
“Orgasm,” he fills in for me. “Haven't you ever gotten yourself off?”
I sit up so I can look at him. I think about his question. Touching myself is something I've never tried. Maybe because the constant pain my body was in made me too tired to do so. I shake my head.
“Oh.” Axe pulls me closer and rubs up and down my back. He bites onto his lip, looking thoughtful.
“What?” I urge.
“I was just imagining you doing it.”
“Axe.” I gulp. A wicked thought goes through my head of me touching myself while Axe watches. God, I've never had these thoughts before. Axe is definitely bringing out my sexuality. “That will only stay in your imagination,” I say, and he chuckles.
“It shouldn't stay in yours, though. Touching yourself is a good release. I can't count the number of times I've done that over the last few years,” he says. “I really need to change my pants.”
I look down at his lap and see a wet stain on his pants. Shit, I was too consumed in my own pleasure to realise he finished too.
“Oh.” I look back up at him shyly, seeing his eyes are alight with fulfilment.
“I'm going to have a quick shower, then we can decide what to do for dinner.” Axe lifts me up and lays me on the couch, pressing a quick kiss on my lips and giving me a charming smile before leaving the room.
I let out a soft sigh, my body and mind feeling content for once in my life after that tranquil experience. I don't even have the energy to come to terms with how good I feel right now. Sleep comes easily and it's the best sleep I've ever had.