Chapter 6: Touch me please, make it stop

~Kira~

Okay, this was starting to get weird.

Why is my body getting so hot? I could feel Keren’s discomfort as she roamed about in me, growling and demanding for her mate. I couldn’t pinpoint what was the issue. As my body got hotter, my breathing deepened and I started craving the touch of a man. Any man. It doesn’t matter if he was my mate or a random wolf.

That desire scared me. But try as much as I could, I couldn’t control it. It was as if my whole body was on fire and only the touch of a man could quench that fire, especially the ones in between my legs. They cried for release as little as it could be.

I didn’t understand what was happening. One minute, I was normal. Then the next minute I’m raving like a sex-starved nymphomaniac or an animal that is on heat.

Hold on.

Heat? On heat?

Is that what is happening to me?

Was that why my body was burning up?

I didn’t understand the concept of being on heat except that I knew that it happens when a female werewolf desperately needs the male wolf to have intercourse with her, especially on specific days of the month. Even when I had sex with Jake, it hadn’t been this demanding of attention. I was in desire but that desire was just for my mate, not any random person.

My mind recalled what the handsome stranger had said about the flower that I plucked. It has to be that flower. I’ve been reacting strangely to everything since I inhaled the scent of it.

“Oh god, no. What have I done to myself” I lamented as I turned to find my way back to my room.

By now every male in the pack already knew that there was a female in heat. I didn’t miss the lewd stares that some of the males that I passed on my way to my room gave me. I could feel my body wanting to dive to one of those men and give myself to them, but somehow another part of me managed to hold it in.

“My god. I’m in trouble” I whispered, hoping that I don’t get held up by any of these werewolves.

Normally, the mate of the female wolf, or whoever she is having something with, is usually there during her heat period to calm her down, and also chase every other wolf that might try to come onto her away. This is because the pheromones that the wolf on heat releases are like an intoxicating wine to the male wolves and it is capable of blurring their sense of reasoning.

I rounded the corner of the hall that led to my room, thankful that I’d made it this far without any hassles, only to find three men stalking my door. Their eyes were all darkened and I could see that the smell of my arousal had gotten to them. I looked back, hoping for some kind of help from anywhere but none was forthcoming. I decided to brave them and walk into my room like I hadn’t noticed what was going on.

I slowly walked to where my door was, which was like four steps away from where they stood, and put my key into the lock. That was a very big mistake on my part because as I turned the lock, they all rushed towards me and started to sniff my whole body. I struggled to get myself off their grip but it was almost impossible. Yes, I was on heat, but I was scared of these men touching me.

“You need a good release. Why don’t you let me help you?” one of the men said and grabbed my thigh.

“No, please. I’m not interested. Let me go!” I screamed and tried to wiggle myself off their hold but it seemed that my movement only aggravated the situation as the growls intensified.

I’d almost given up when I saw two of the men fly up and backward to the floor, followed by the other two. I gasped and turned to see Xavier. His eyes were darkened as well and it was obvious that he was also affected by the pheromones that exuded from my body. He stood there for a while, his chest heaving up and down as he tried to control himself.

“Xavier” I whispered, swallowing hard. Now this was someone who I wouldn’t ever mind if he decided to quench the fire of my arousal.

Without a word, he scooped me up in his arms, threw the door open with his shoulders, and carried me into my room. Once inside, he laid me on the bed and then drew the covers over me.

“Xavier” I whispered again, “Please make it stop. It hurts. Help me ease the pain” I said, holding onto his wrist.

He ground his molars together and pulled a chair close to the bed. He sat and held my hand, his eyeballs alternating between black and green. I knew that it was him and his wolf fighting for control and dominance.

Honestly, at this time, I didn’t want him to have any control over himself. I wanted him to let his wolf take control and ravish me. Or maybe my wolf wanted that. But either way, that was all I could think of.

“Kira” he groaned, “You’re not in your right senses. This is not easy for me either right now, but I would never want to take advantage of your situation right now, no matter how much I want to strip your clothes and bury myself deep inside of you”. He inhaled roughly and continued. “I’ll do that sometime later, but not today. Not at this moment. You might wake up the next morning and hate me. And I can’t afford for that to happen”

I couldn’t even comprehend all that he was saying. I just wanted him to spread me and plunge into me. I wanted him to extinguish this flame. “Please, help me…it hurts” I moaned.

He stood, and then went to the table across my room; he picked up a cup and produced something from his pocket. Then he poured it into the cup and mixed it with water. He walked back to where I lay and sat on the edge of the bed.

“I’ll help you calm down a little, and then you can take this herb. It’ll help you fall asleep in seconds. Alright?”

I nodded. My body temperature was already going up at this point. He pulled me up and into his arms, then supporting my head with his hand, crashed his lips against mine. It was like the spark of a live wire. It sent currents down my spine. I held him tighter to me, not wanting him to go any time soon. I kissed him back as if I’d been starved. My hands traveled from his chest down to his crotch which was already hard.

He pulled away immediately I touched him. “No, Kira. You can’t. There’s a limit to how much control I can get over the scent of your arousal.”

“But I don’t want you to have control, Xavier. I want you to lose control with me. We’re mates after all. Touch me, please” I pleaded and wrapped my hands around his neck.

He groaned and exhaled raggedly, cursing under his breath. Then he slowly unwrapped my hands around him and brought the cup up to my lips. “Drink” he ordered.

Without complaints, I opened my mouth and took the somehow bitter liquid. Then he ordered me to lie back down and close my eyes. Before seconds could elapse, I felt myself losing consciousness.