YOU REJECT ME?!

Bahm's 🤴🏻 POV



I was having an awful dream.


Not even like my past dreams about hell.



This one was different.



My demons were talking to me, but I couldn't wake up. I was weak, hurt..embarrassed... They wanted to me do something, something bad.



"Hungry...."

"Feeeeeeed usssssss"

"Ssssssomethingggg tassstyyyy"

"The girl!"

"Yesssssss the girl!"  The whispers turn up a notch.



"Noooo, not her!" One of the demons spoke out.


My wolf demon.



"Sssssheeeeee rejected usssssssss!"



"Killl herrrr"



"No, torture herrrrr!"



I wanted to wake up, I didn't like where this was going. Kill who, why?



"Sssssheeeeee rejected usssssssss!"



".....Hunnnnnieeeeeee."



My heart ached.



I was starting to wake up and back to my old demon self, but I felt broken. My heart was ripped out of me.




"WHERRRREEEE ISSSSSS SHEEEEEEEE??!!!!"



I bellowed and growled so loud the nymphs in my room all scurried out, and the Witch Doctor that was standing at my bed side, flew out the doors.



"Where.. The.. FŪCK..is..SHE??!!!" I slid out the bed naked and my assistant let out a 'tsk'.



"Master, please rest up." She yells out still facing the walls with disgust on her boyish face.



I didn't need to rest anymore. I did enough of that when my demons were asleep that WHOLE FÛCKING YEAR!



"WHERE IS SHE I SAID!" Everyone cowered out the doors not even glancing in my direction.



I could feel fire emitting from my nostrils. Smelling my blood boiling and the veins under my eyes pulsating. I already sensed they knew who I was referring to.



Two yellow eyed nymphs dressed in a leafy two piece walks up to me with their heads bowed, kneeling, and holding a traditional Baji pants in their hands.



I took it from them in a hasty manner, making them flinch, but they continued trying to dress me.



I paced the room quickly, pulling my hairs that seemed freshly cut and hollering.



"Kris..." I turned to face him and broke.



"Where is she?"



"Bahm.. Shes in New York, but—"



WHAT THE HELL was she doing in New York, when she was MY MATE?!!



'SO SHE REALLY DID REJECT ME?'



I flipped out, not even giving him a chance to finish talking. Tossing everything in the room upside down. Flipping the bed, throwing shit out the glass balcony, kicking the ornaments over.


My heart was broken. My demons were not at peace.



Why would she reject me?



Me?



I... I fúcking showed her so much love in my lowest form! How dare she deny me whats mines! After all of it!!!



Every moment we shared!



All the bonding we were doing with each other!



The sensuality of it all!!!!



The emotions I was struggling to hold back was about to go way over the top.


I fell on my knees and sobbed in my hands.



It hurt. It really did.



-"Huuurt haaa...like she huuuurt youuuuu!" My demons were poking at me and it was....oh so...soothing.



'Don't listen to them Bahm, don't do it.' I tried whispering in my head.



"Kris...Kris...do you know... what she did to me?"

I was a hysterical mess. Letting the streams of tears finally flow down.



My chest was heaving in and out, and my magic pulsating throughout my whole body to be released in the darkest ways possible.



For the hundreds of years I practiced self control, I was about to break it all for getting rejected.



I could throw up blood right now!



Kris looked at me with glossy eyes and puts his hand over his heart.



"She left me outside Kris...

...WITH A HARD DICK, KRIS!"



My sobs all gone, and every sweetness I've held for her, disappears.


She abandoned me like a real dog. She got all her fulfillment's and tossed me aside when things got real.



"She uses me? ME?!!" I croaked through tears and snots.



I was trying to steady myself, because Kris's poor heart couldn't take the way my anger and hurt collided. If I continued to anger myself, he might even have a stroke!



"Bro..bro... Come on. " he said while picking me up off the floor.



He grabbed my face and looked me in my eyes before giving me a big and tight hug.



"I miss you too bro." I ping him mentally.



"I want to kill her Kris." I said out loud.



"I really want to....

She rejected me..." I started crying in his arms.





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There were maids and nymphs all standing outside my chamber doors, and they were too scared to come in.



Did they not know I didn't want to be satisfied by anyone here!



Do they not know what the hell is going on?



Who ordered them to come!!



I was feeling another wrath come upon me, but Kris pulls my body into a hug before I could walk towards the door. I was going to unleash hell on the poor servants outside.



"Bahm, forget about her.. she rejected you.. she's not worthy of your love." He spoke ever so softly to me, and instead of wanting to chop his head off for telling me to forget my mate, he was actually right.



Unlike ordinary wolves, I could survive without my mate. If I turned feral and die, I would just come back to life being the immortal that I was, and pick up from where I left off.



The other person on the other hand, would die before I even did. I'm sure Hunnie was already feeling like death already. She's suffering for not completing her demon-wolf's mating process.



I wonder how long before her body could hold out before it's dying to mark mine? I'm not your average wolf, so anything could happen to both of us in this process. It's definitely going to be a learning experience.



"Let the Nymphs come in. Just enjoy them right now, I can feel your body calling out for some release, don't deny it." Kris whispers to me and brings his eyes low to the tent in my silk pants.



I couldn't not think about her...I only wanted her... her succulent....curvy, golden, buttery scotch body.



She was round and sweetly juicy. I remembered everything that happened.


Everything!


I'm more embarrassed that I couldn't communicate with her or use any of my senses in that form. It was queer.



The fear and the arousal I brought to her drove me mad as I was stuck in my wolfy mind.



'That's what it was!...She didn't know me well enough to bring back all of me!! The half Demon King in me...' The thought came so fast.



I opened my eyes inhaling a bunch of aroused nymphs all walking up to me with teary eyes, scared I would reject them.



'Reject...' Heh...



They all quivered under my gaze and I wasn't really wanting to have sex right now, but my cock was throbbing and aching from that whole year.



Giving in with a sigh and walking over to the bed I glanced over at Kris who was laying down on the handcrafted chaise sofa, looking like he was getting ready to watch a great show.



He had no idea at all...well actually he did. I couldn't keep any of my thoughts to myself through our mind connection.



"I'm going to need all of them today" I told him through the link.



He smiled at me a devious, maniacal smirk and sat back in the lounge, unfolded the towel from around his waist and folded his arms behind his head with the other wrapping around his phallus.



The nymphs began rubbing and kissing me all over my body. There was four of them in the room and because of their small frame, I usually have ten of them hanging around my chambers, waiting for their turn.



I closed my eyes, forgetting all about Hunnie and becoming my regular self.





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I was wrong.



Not only was I not pleased by their bony bodies, I demolished the first and second nymphs body, the third one was already crying tears as I rammed her from behind, searching for a dead end!



I loved to see them cry. Their cute ears fold down and the pinks in their faces become as red as the hand prints I leave on their asses.



Most of them a little over five feet and couldn't always handle my massiveness that I held between my legs.



I was pumping away deep into their wet and swollen cores. Imagining the best.



Shoving their heads into the bed while doing them from behind, and having the utmost disgusting control over them. Still searching.



My unsatisfied body just kept searching. Searching for a different kind of feeling.



What feeling? They are so hot for me right now.



What feeling?



Hunnie?


Shit...I've been searching for her this whole time. Is that what's going on right now? These nymphs aren't cutting it.



Mood ruined. Thanks a lot Hunnie!





After the first Nymph helped the third one off the bed, I laid on my back, mellowed out and waiting for the fourth nymph to come ride me. I was angry I couldn't release without Hunnie.



She stayed on my mind until the fourth nymph came over.


She straddles my legs, and looks at my annoyed expression.



"Which way massa?"



"Turn to me." I said clenching my teeth.



They all knew I wasn't in the best moods and still wanted to satiate me. It turned me on a little more.



Taking to long to hop on, I hurriedly sat her on my shaft forcefully and she let out a gasp. Awakening certain sleeping demons in me.



I wanted to hear those gasps again.



I wanted to hear, taste and smell fear. It was becoming a craving for me...