I take a step back as he takes one forward towards me and my back hits the side of the table. His eyes see this and he looks back up at me. I look towards the door and back at him.
“Don’t females usually clean up the mess of their males? Do you consider me as yours?” Deimos questions me leaning forward closer to me as I lean backwards to maintain some distance between us. And to reduce the pace of my beating heart.
“I just cleaned it because it was messy. There was no meaning behind it.” I tell him moving my body as back as possible from him.
Deimos puts his nose into my neck taking a whiff of my scent as he whispers. “Hmmm. Keep talking mate. I miss your voice.” I shiver as I take a deep breath in.
“I-I need to go,” I say moving towards the right to go around him but he blocks my path placing his hand on the table. I look at his hand and sigh. I try to move towards my left and he blocks my path once more caging me within his hold.
Looking back at him into his eyes. He seems to be analyzing me. “You run, mate.” He says.
“What?” I ask him.
“You run when I come near you.” He says as I shake my head.
“Not really. You are just overthinking things.” I say looking away from him.
He steps closer to me as my eyes widen feeling his hot breath on my face. “You fear you will not be able to control yourself. You do not wish to give in.” He says confidently.
Lifting his hand he glides his fingertips up the side of my neck as I stumble to his touch. “My touch sparks a fire within you that you don’t have to power to extinguish. Fighting it should be hard for you, mate.” I remain silent not wishing to answer him as he lifts his hand and brings it towards my face. I move my face away from his path.
“You do not wish for me to touch you. You are punishing me, yes?” He asks me as my skin begins to burn. What Deimos cannot see is that every time he is near me my heart increases its pace and my body shakes with utter need. Need for him to be inside me.
By now mates would have mated and the female would have borne pups but, we are still in the beginning stage where the need to mate grows stronger with days. The longer we wait the more painful it will become. My next heat will be unbearable unless we mate and this scares me.
“I do not know what you are talking about,” I tell him my tone strong as he tilts his head to the side. Deimos holds my chin softly and lifts it slowly bringing his lips closer to mine. His hot breath fans across my cheeks. I clench my fists as my heartbeat increases.
I have missed his taste so much. I want it. I want him to kiss me. But I cannot give in. He hurt me! He can’t get me so soon. What should I do? Should I let him do it? Should I move aside? I don’t know anymore! Losing my self battle I close my eyes tightly preparing myself for his lips.
“I understand,” Deimos says moving away from me as he walks to the chair puts on his glasses and begins his work. “If you wish for me to kiss you mate, ask me and I’ll do it. I will not kiss you unless you ask me. I will respect your wishes.”
I scoff as my cheeks burn with embarrassment. He played me! He was testing my strength against him. I leave the room quickly shutting his door with a loud bang. I am embarrassed, frustrated and aroused. My feelings are all over the place.
As the sun sets and night is born, I wander around my room trying to distract myself as my thoughts are consumed by him. Deimos is both fire and ice, one day he burns me with the heat of his touch and gaze and another day he freezes me with his cold words and actions. He’s unstable with himself… with us and until he knows what he wants for sure I don’t want to give in. I cannot keep getting hurt by this male.
A knock interrupts my thoughts. “Alpha,” Elriam says and bows deeply as I open the door.
“Yes, Elriam,” I say softly.
“It is time for dinner, the pack is waiting. The pups are hungry.” She replies as my eyes widen and I look at the clock.
“I didn’t even notice!” I rush towards the armchair grabbing my coat, I cover myself and run downstairs with Elriam behind me.
Opening the doors to the dining hall, I stride quickly towards my seat. This is the first time I have ever been late.