Mated To My Human Beta

6. Touches made of Hell

-Arya-

We were silent for a while as my dad started the jeep once again, muttering something under his breath as he kept looking at Blake, probably wondering what game we were playing. I didn’t know, either. After all that, why was he here, and why did the twitch in my heart go away when he finally came?

I was confused as fu.ck.

I kept staring at the back of the i***t’s head and, as if he could sense me staring, he turned around, met my eyes for a second before turning back.

“So Axel, did Blake know?” Asher asked, his voice filled with laughter. He knew, too. I looked at him and he gave me a wink. My best friend was another i***t.

Blake’s back went stiff before he shook his head.

“Um, no, he did not know.”

“Really? How did he not know?” I said as I leaned closer and touched his back and he jumped. “You are so jumpy, Axel. What happened?” I said and Asher mouthed evil.

“No-nothing,” Blake said. This fu.cker was good, but I was better.

“Usually you have so much to say,” I said as I ran my fingers up his spine. I was being stealthy so that my father wouldn’t catch me doing it. He would probably kill Blake if he caught me doing this. For goddess’s sake, the man still called me little girl sometimes. He probably still thought I was the same girl who walked around the pack for a week, grabbing on to the end of his shirt.

I was so scared in the beginning that I barely talked with anyone other than the Beta, and Blake. There was something about them that calmed me, and eased my fear. Darkness scared me, and they were like my light. It took me a long time to come out of my shell, to not be so afraid of the dark.

“We will be stopping at the gas station in a while. If you want to go to the restroom or grab anything to eat, do it,” my dad said after an hour into the ride, and after ten minutes, he stopped.

I jumped out of the backseat and stretched.

Asher almost ran to the bathroom and my dad followed him. I laughed before I turned to Blake as he tried to speed walk out of the jeep.

“Hey Axel,” I said and he shifted from leg to leg and nodded. I leaned closer to his ear and he trembled. “Just yesterday, you wanted to do things to me, you know… and now you can’t wait to get away from me. What changed?”

I heard him gulp. This was for all those times he tortured me.

“And I thought about it, Axel, and I think we should do it. Do everything you told me you wanted to do to me,” I bit my lips to stop myself from laughing out loud, and accidentally brushed against his jaw. My heart thundered, but this was my game. f**k, I shouldn’t be seduced by my own game.

“I- when did I say that?” Blake whispered as his cheeks turned red. I composed my face and pulled back from him.

“You don’t remember?” I looked at him as I ran my finger along his jaw to his lips. His breathing hitched. Why was he affected? I knew he hated me. So, why? Was he just another guy who couldn’t control himself when a girl flirted with him, even if the girl was someone he hated and looked down on?

I growled inside my head.

“Ar-Arya, what are you trying to do?”

“To seduce you, Axel. You are so f*****g gorgeous and I just- I want to kiss you.”

He stumbled back and shook his head, looking red in the face. His breath came out in a hard, raspy gasp. I leaned closer to him and gripped his silky black hair in my hand. His hair felt so f*****g soft under my fingers.

I tugged harder than I should and he let out a deep growl in response. His blue eyes had turned into a midnight blue when the sky was wearing darkness. My body reacted strangely to that growl and my skin erupted with fire. And I felt like I would burn if he didn't cool me with a touch.

Fuck me. This wasn't supposed to feel like this.

I was traipsing into uncharted territory, and I had to be careful, or this would not be a game anymore.

His pupils were dilated as he looked into my eyes and my heart trembled.

“Kiss me,” I whispered and licked my lips. His eyes went to my lips and his mouth parted. He grabbed me by my shoulder and slammed me against the side of the jeep, and pressed himself to my body. My breasts were pressed against his chest, and for a minute, I almost forgot that this was a game.

My body tingled as he ground himself against me. He was so f*****g hard, and my p*ssy clenched, and I wanted him to do things, things no one had ever done to me before.

My fingers itched to touch his c*ck, to feel him like that. But I knew that would be… a foolish thing to do.

“Arya…” he moaned my name out. His voice was hoarse, lustful. It was like a mad song of the pied piper and I wanted to follow him to hell. Fire be damned. “Touch me.”

I didn’t know why my hand went under his shirt. Something was wrong with my brain and my hand. Nothing was making sense to me, except his body. This wasn't a game anymore, and knowing that scared me, but I still couldn't stop this madness.

This is NOT Axel, I said to myself, but I didn’t move away. I couldn’t.

He groaned when my palm touched his naked skin, and it made me heady.

The hurt, the anger, the resentment… everything was a blurry mess at that moment. He was a man, and I was a woman.

I could almost understand my feelings. Axel looked like him and he looked like Axel.

But why would he beg me to touch him, when he hated me?

My uncertainty was gone to be replaced by a deep hunger. I traced my fingers up his chest, down, teasing, learning every hard muscle in his body and he was hot, he was burning under my untrained touch, and it made my head spin. I could hear his heart flailing beneath my palm.

I gulped. The feeling of his skin was alluring.

He buried his face in the crook of my neck and inhaled deeply as if he wanted to breathe my essence in. His teeth grazed softly against my pulse as his hand went to my ass. He squeezed and pulled me into his hard body, trapping my hand between his chest and my breasts.

“Why are you so f*****g maddening, Arya Tamran?” he hissed under his breath as I pulled his hair again. A low moan left his lips. "I can't-"

I rubbed against him, and he stopped talking.

“This is a f*****g mistake, but why can’t I stop?”

A mistake. It was like a splash of ice-cold water on my heated skin. What the hell had I done?

I quickly pulled away from him and he blinked, looking muddled. His eyes met mine. Eyes filled with confusion and conflict.

“Because you don’t care I am human when I touch you like that. I am good enough for you in bed. After all, I am beautiful, and I have a p*ssy.”

He jerked away from me as if I was on fire. His eyes, dark and dangerous, met mine and he didn't look pleased to hear me say that. He tugged my hair again before he let me go.

“What the f*ck are you-”

“I know it is you, Blake,” I said. “And I meant what I said.”

He let out a low growl as he stalked closer towards me, his eyes glowing in his anger. “I don’t-” He looked really mad. “You think-I-” He shook his head as if words failed him. He punched the jeep with a snarl. I didn’t even move a muscle.

“Are you guys done? Stop. The Beta will be here in a minute,” Asher hissed as he put his hand on Blake’s chest and pushed. Blake snapped his teeth at Asher before he pulled back from him.

"Do not touch me."

“Yeah, whatever, Blake. You guys need to stop this madness. My neck hurts from watching you two do this all the time. Make up your mind, Blake. Do you want to kill her or kiss her? For the Goddess’s sake, you are twenty-one, and in a year, you will be the Alpha.”

“I don’t want to kiss her,” he his before he turned away from us and stalked away.

“What are you doing, Arya?” Asher glared at me. “Is this some kind of psychological warfare? Your revenge for what he said about you?”

I winced. It had started as a game, but... it was f*****g pathetic that I had lost to him in my own game.

How could I explain to my best friend that, for just a moment, it had stopped being a game? I couldn’t even explain it to myself.

I sighed. I should just have kept my hands to myself.

“I am going to pee,” I said as I marched towards the restroom and slammed into Blake’s chest. He sighed as he grabbed me by my shoulder and steadied me before he walked away without another word. I glared at his back before I went to the bathroom.

I quickly peed and then went to the store and bought a bag of peanuts, candies and a kitkat before I walked back to the jeep and glared at my best friend, who was now sitting in the front.

“It is your punishment for being an i***t,” he said without blinking. I jumped into the backseat and Blake looked out the window, refusing to meet my eyes.

My dad started the car and sighed. “Do not kill each other until we reach Alerean.”

Blake’s eyes flashed as he stared at me.

“Why would I do that? She is determined to die anyway,” he mumbled under his breath. I heard it loud and clear.

“You would love it, won’t you?” I hissed.

He flinched.

“Will you two just shut up? This is not fun anymore. If you can’t get along, stay the hell away from each other. Arya, if he really wanted you dead, he wouldn’t be here. Blake, she is a strong woman, and you need to understand that she is capable of protecting herself,” my dad said in a harsh voice. I had never seen my dad getting so angry over anything. He was normally calm and collected.

“Sorry, Beta.”

“Sorry, dad.”

Once again, it was dead silence.

I looked outside the windows as cold wind pressed against my cheeks. The night was filled with the buzzing sounds of insects and the howling sound of the wind.

“I wouldn’t love it,” Blake said after a few minutes of silence.

I turned to look at him, but he wasn't looking at me. His eyes were closed and his cheek was pressed against the window. My heart felt weird as I looked at him like that. He looked sad, and a part of me wanted to do something, anything to make him look not so sad.

"I know," I whispered. His eyes snapped open as he looked at me.

"Why is this so hard?"

I didn't answer. I didn't know what he was asking me, and I was sure I wouldn't have the answer even if I knew what he was talking about.

I didn't know when I fell asleep, but when I woke up, I was leaning against Blake's shoulder and his head was resting on top of mine. He was so close.

"You two look quite cozy," Asher said as he looked at me through the rearview mirror. He was driving the car. "But it is time to wake up. We are here in Alerean."

I blinked and looked outside.

Alerean was almost the size of a small town. It was like a different world in itself. Long winding roads paved with concrete greeted us. I gasped.

I had heard about the place, but it looked truly breathtaking. It wasn't dark or dangerous as I had assumed. It looked bright, magical.

And then I saw a big, brown wolf jumping in front of our truck. Asher braked hard with a curse. Blake jumped up and pulled me towards him, wrapped his arm around me, as if he was protecting me. A loud growl left his lips in warning.

The wolf shifted, and turned into a handsome guy. His dark hair was to his shoulder, and there was a scar along his cheek. He didn't look self-conscious at all as he gave me a wink.

"You are the human everyone is talking about," the mysterious stranger said in a voice that was like dark music.

"Wear something," my dad groused.

He smiled. "She is going to see a lot of this," he said without turning his gaze away from mine. "Welcome, human. This is going to be fun."

He shifted back into his wolf and disappeared down the wood trail.

"He is gone. You can let me go now."

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