Chapter 8

AYRA




"Ayra! Where were you? We saw the ashes in your bedroom," Reese said, pulling me into a hug the moment I stepped into the living room.




"Sorry. I followed Nathaniel somewhere to see if I could get back my memory. "




Nikki's eyes widened in surprise. "So, the rumors were true. You and the Alpha had a run in the woods."




"Seriously, how fast do the rumors travel around here?"




"Well, did you?"




"No. I followed him somewhere to see if I can remember anything about my past."




"Did you remember anything?"




The woman and the man flashed through my mind again. "Not really. I need to take a bath. Can we have this talk later?"




They both nodded. 




"Come downstairs when you're refreshed," said Reese.




I climbed up the stairs, coming across Seth along the way.




"Hey." I waved at him, but he merely walked past me, ignoring me completely. 




I shrugged. Maybe he was having a bad day. Too tired to mull on it, I walked into my room, all traces of the ashes gone. I made a mental note to thank the girls for cleaning it up.




I stripped off my clothes, placing the dagger on my pile of clothes. The tub was half-filled with water when the lights in the bathroom flickered off and on.




I snatched the dagger off my clothes, gripping it tightly in my hand. I could hear my heart thumping furiously in my chest. The light flickered off once more, but this time it didn't come on.




I heard the footsteps loud and clear this time around, and without pausing, I lunged for the person behind me. 




My lips curled up in satisfaction when it dug into flesh, and then it was… nothing. I slashed again for good measure, but all I heard was the whooshing of the blade through the air.




When the lights came back on, a pile of ash was on the floor. 




I'd killed a demon. 




I couldn't help but laugh at my small victory, glad that my enhanced senses had returned - at least my hearing had.




I heard footsteps coming from outside my room. These were loud and angrier, and I quickly concluded that it couldn't be another demon. Those slimy creatures were silent and careful when they wanted to attack.




I grabbed a towel, wrapping it around my body before stepping out of the bathroom just as my bedroom door flew open.




There in the doorway was a fuming Nathaniel, his face contorted in rage.




"The fuck are you doing here?"




"Trying to take a bath. You interrupted me."




"Why were you afraid?"




"So I'm not allowed to feel emotions again? To answer your question, another one of your friends visited. I killed the demon in my bathroom."




He pushed past me, flinging my bathroom door open. "There was a demon in here? Who told you to leave the house?"




"You mean, your house? I didn't know I wasn't under strict orders not to."




"Get your things. You're moving in with me," he ordered.




"Excuse you?"




"You heard me, Ayra. You're moving in with me."




He turned on his heels, heading for the wide-open door.




"No!"




He turned to look at me over his shoulder with a hostile glare on his face. "Excuse me?"




"I am not moving in with you. First, you mark me without my permission, and now you want me to move in with you. You do not control my life, Nathaniel."




He moved with lightning speed, and the next thing I knew, he had my back pressed up against the wall, his arms caging me in on either side.




"Don't test me, Ayra." I huffed turning away from him. He grabbed my chin, turning my head to face him. "Look at me when I'm talking to you. You have ten minutes. Ten minutes to get your shit together, and come over to the house. A minute later than that and- "




"And what?" I challenged. "What will you do?"




He pulled away from me, promise shining in his eyes. "I'll punish you."




                                     ***
NATHANIEL 




"Come here, Ayra," I said, fighting hard to keep my voice calm even though I was anything but.




She left her bags outside my home office before walking in, folding her arm across her chest.




"When did I ask you to get here?" I asked.




"Ten minutes."




"Good. How many minutes has it been?"




She shrugged, a smile tugging at her lips. "I don't know. I don't own a wristwatch. Do you?"




"I do. It's been sixty minutes."




She didn't try to hide her smile anymore. "Oops. Time must have flown by."




As a being who liked order and obedience, and has thrived on it for years, it irked both me and my demon that she was purposely being disobedient. 




I pushed away from my desk, prowling over to her. When I was close enough, I yanked her hair back. "You get off on disobeying me, don't you?"




"I don't know what you're talking about," she replied meeting my gaze head-on, her eyes filled with liquid fire as she silently challenged me.




I could feel my demon brushing to the surface, eager to punish her for her disobedience. I willed him back. She wasn't ready for him yet.




I pulled her face closer to mine, taking her lips in a punishing kiss. She was unresponsive for a few seconds before she threw her control to the wind, matching the pace of my kiss.




She pressed her body flush against mine, pulling my head down so she could deepen the kiss. I slowly trailed my hand up the back of her thigh, waiting for her to object.




When she didn't, I took as the go-ahead to go higher, yanking at the flimsy material of her underwear. She hissed against my lips, but she didn't object. 




I broke the kiss, pressing her face down on my desk.




"What are you doing?" She asked over her shoulder as I kicked her legs apart.




"What does it look like I'm doing?" I shot back, pushing her skirt up to expose her naked ass.




"We shou- " She broke off on a moan as I sank two of my fingers inside her wet heat.




"You were saying?" I mocked, thrusting into her lazily.




"We shouldn't," she spat through gritted teeth, digging her fingers into the wood.




"Why not?"




"Sandra. She wouldn't like this."




I chortled. "And yet here you are spread wide in front of me, your cunt grasping desperately at my fingers."




A blush tinted her cheeks in embarrassment, but she kept grinding against my fingers. I pulled my fingers out of her, chuckling when she made a sound of disapproval at the back of her throat.




"Do you want more?" I asked, the hard length of my cock pressed against her pussy. "Well?" I asked, moving my hips in little circles.




Her eyes fell close as she snagged her bottom lip between her teeth like she was trying to hold back her moans.




I wrapped my hand around the front of her neck, pulling her back against my chest. "Do you want more?" I repeated, plunging a finger deep into her. "You want me to sink my cock into your dripping cunt, don't you? You want me to claim every inch of this pussy until it's all you can think of?"




"Yes. Fuck yes," she cried out. 




"Too bad you aren't getting that," I said, pushing her face down on my desk once more. "Not until you learn to obey."




She whimpered, but that quickly changed into a moan when I palmed her clit.




I smirked to myself. *So she liked a bit of pain.* Information to use for another time.

I lowered myself to my knees, dragging my tongue along her slit. Her breaths came out in short pants as she anticipated my next move, mewling when I sucked her clit between my lips, twirling my tongue around the swollen bud.




"Fuck," she hissed, her fist coming down on my desk. 



I hoisted one of her legs on the desk, giving me better access to glistening sex. The teasing flew out of the window as I came down on her pussy, feasting like it was my last meal, all the while thrusting my fingers in and out of her, making sure to graze over her G-spot. 




Her thighs shook as her orgasm slowly crept up on her. Just one more graze over her sweet spot, and she'd be coming on my tongue, her sweet juices pouring out of her in waves.




But I couldn't let her get away with her disobedience, so I pulled out of her, rising to my feet abruptly, leaving her a shaking mess on my desk.




"Why'd you stop?" She asked, her lids heavy with desire.




"When did I say to get here? Fifty minutes ago. Maybe if you'd come on time, I'd have spared some time to fuck you." I cupped her sex, smiling when a shiver ran through her body. "You're not allowed to touch yourself. There'll be more consequences to pay if you disobey this time around."




I gave her pussy a final slap before pulling away from her completely, rounding the table to take my seat. "Leave!"




She straightened herself, her eyes filled with hatred for me. "Fuck you."




"Crave my cock that much?"




"I hate you," she spat acidly. 




"That's what you're going to tell yourself for wanting me? Go ahead with that."




She squared her shoulder, walking out of my office with her head held high.




*Oh, Ayra. It will be fun to toy with you.*


I now understood why my demon was sold on her.