“We will figure that out, but for now you need to feed, so you don’t kill everyone.” I usually hated when he invaded my thoughts listening to what I was thinking but it didn’t seem to bother me as much at this moment. I looked at Reid, suddenly feeling scared, I won’t be able to control my hunger once I start feeding, but he didn’t hold the same fear for himself. I could feel through the bond that he knew he could stop me. I don’t know what he thought could stop me, seeing as I just threw him across the kitchen earlier. He chuckled eavesdropping in my mind again.
“I have my ways, now here,” He turned slightly, giving me a good view of his neck. The sight was too enticing, and I lurched forward, my teeth sinking into his neck. The craze coming back, as I tasted his blood that was filling my mouth. Reid didn’t even flinch when I bit down again. I could feel panic start creeping into me as I fed longer than usual. I couldn’t pull away, my claws extended digging into his shoulder, Reid didn’t react like I would have expected. A normal person would have tried to fight me off, he didn’t. He calmly just put his fingers through my hair.
“Focus Aria, you don’t want to kill me.” But I couldn’t focus on anything but his blood, his hand moved between us grabbing onto my breast rubbing his thumb over my nipple through the thin singlet, I moaned, my attention being pulled to his thumb as my nipple hardened under his touch. “Focus Aria,” I did, my focus going to his fingers as he rolled my nipple between them. My claws retracted, and my grip lessened. Pulling my face back, I watched as his wound on his neck closed. His other arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me onto his lap, so I was straddling him. Reid kissed me, and I could feel him smiling against my lips. “I told you I have my ways.” He whispered against my lips. I kissed him back, shoving him backwards on the bed, so I hovered over the top of him. I ripped my singlet off and clawed at his shirt, lifting it off over his head. I started kissing his neck, and up to his chin, Reid grabbed my hips, rubbing his erection into me through his pants. I moaned at the friction. Moving off him, I started pulling on his belt, undoing his pants and getting rid of them quickly.
I wanted him, all of him. The sight of his cock as it sprang free from his pants made me gulp, moving between his legs, I grabbed it. Kissing the knob before my lips parted and I took him in my mouth, I swirled my tongue around his knob, Reid’s hand going to my hair as he grabbed a handful, forcing more of him into my mouth until I felt him hit the back of my throat. I started bobbing my head running my tongue along the smooth skin of his cock as I sucked on it, Reid’s grip on my hair becoming tighter as he started pounding into my mouth making my eyes water. I let him fuck my mouth until he stopped and went to sit up, I shoved him back down, climbing on top of him, I positioned his cock at my entrance and slowly sat down letting his cock fill me completely. Reid’s fingers digging into my hips as I started moving, my nails digging into his chest as he started to meet my movements with hard thrusts, as he slammed me down onto his hard cock.
I moaned out, my head going back as I rode him, one of his hands reached up squeezing my boob harshly, it hurt but was enough to send me over the edge as I came, my walls tightening around him, I felt him cum with me as I collapsed onto his chest. We lay there for a few minutes catching our breath before I rolled over his flaccid cock, leaving my body, I rolled on to my back next to him.
Aria’s POV
Rolling to my side. “I need to find out if he really is my father,” I said as I was getting up. Reid rolled to face me.
“Fine but I am coming with you.” I looked over my shoulder at him and nodded. He jumped out of bed and started chucking a pair of jeans on. I grabbed my jeans and a bra before finding a white singlet. When I couldn’t find a jumper, I grabbed one of Reid’s flannelette shirts and rolled the sleeves to my elbows, I could smell the lingering scent of his aftershave on it. Once I was done, I grabbed my runners and followed after Reid, who was waiting by the door for me in his usual jeans and black shirt combo.
Reid grabbed his keys off the hallway table and walked out to his car, I hopped in the passenger seat. I thought it was strange Zane wasn’t coming. He usually follows Reid everywhere like a shadow.
“You scared them, Ari, I told him he could wait here.” I looked out the window feeling guilty. I was turning into a monster, I just hoped Marcus had some idea why.
“We’ll figure it out,” Reid told me, grabbing my hand before starting the car. We drove to the diner, when the car slowed, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to go in anymore. I suddenly felt different about wanting to meet my father if that is indeed who he is. Reid pulled over to the curb and got out. I followed suit and got out before walking past him and into the diner. When I entered the bell sounded signalling our entrance. Zoe walked out to see who had stepped in, her face breaking into a smile upon seeing me. She walked over to me and wrapped her arms around me.
After a few seconds, I wrapped mine around her, she pulled me at arms lengths and looked behind me to Reid than the door.
“Lily didn’t come?” she asked. I could tell she really hoped I had Lily with me.
“No, we had an incident, Aria is best away from her now,” Reid answered. Zoe looked at me, but I just shook my head.
“She is fine, Zoe; I need to speak to my father.” Zoe glanced between Reid and I.
“Aria, your father is dead.” she answered.
“No, Alpha David said he saw him, recognised him. Where is Marcus?” Zoe glanced to the back where the kitchens are. I walked past her, just as Marcus stepped out. Only it wasn’t Marcus, it was my father. How I hadn’t recognised him after Zoe showed me a photo of him had me baffled, but it was definitely him in the flesh. Recognition shone in his eyes; he knew I knew.
“I can explain Ari,” he said, looking between Zoe and I. Zoe didn’t look shocked to see him. Therefore, she knew all along who he was and helped keep it a secret. Zoe moved past him.
“Shall I put the kettle on?” It wasn’t really a question, more a statement as she darted behind the counter. I moved off to a booth and sat down.
Reid sitting beside me, my father sat across from me. His hair was the same colour as mine, even the eye colour, I could make out through his contacts were flaming orange and yellow. His skin was tanned, he was wider than before he was bulkier and no longer looked like a gay hippy man, even his clothes were different, no tie-dyed shirt just a remarkably simple white shirt and black slacks.
“Does he look any different to you?” I asked Reid.
“No, is he supposed to?” he asked. My father glanced between the pair of us, before putting his hand out to Reid. “I’m Abel, nice to see you have calmed some, Reid” Reid shook his hand. Abel, that was my father’s name? I thought it would sound older than it is. I stared at the man, not sure what I felt besides confusion. “It’s called a glamour; you should be able to do it.” He spoke to me. His voice was different deeper, and he had a weird accent I couldn’t place. It sounded old and not of this world.
“I know what it is , Reid explained it to me. What I don’t understand is why?”