Chapter 2

Chapter Two

Joss

I barely ever want to see Gawin’s face again after what he did to me when we were kids. That day keeps playing in my head over and over even when I try to forget it. We were supposed to race each other like always and I thought we were still friends even though our parents hated each other so much and kept telling us to stay away. I tried really hard to make it work. I wanted us to be okay no matter what our families said. But Gawin sabotaged my ride right before the race. He messed with the brakes or something and I almost crashed bad. I could have died that day. Lucky for me I still won anyway because I am better than him even when he cheats. After that, I finally understood why my parents did not want me friends with such a person. They saw something in him that I did not see at first. He was selfish and dangerous and he proved it by trying to hurt me just to win. Now every time I think about him I feel this heavy anger in my chest that makes me want to punch something. I do not want to be near him ever again. He ruined everything. But what annoys me the most is he tries to twist the story every damn time.

All this anger from losing my cool at the race and the gala earlier made me forget to take my enigma suppressant medicine.

Yes, I am a rare type, an enigma. When the ABO genomes were first discovered, they continued living in humans but it was found that seeing an enigma was almost impossible. The last one died years ago after he was being hunted down for research. Enigmas are extremely powerful and too smart. My parents have been suppressing me since from childhood , so I am not as powerful as I could be. My pheromones could kill ordinary humans if I do not control them. I never sleep with anyone because only one person has my heart. That secret stays locked tight inside me and nobody is ever getting it out no matter what.

Right now my body was feeling so hot I could hardly think straight. Sweat kept running down my back and my skin felt like it was burning from the inside. My heart was beating too fast and everything around me looked a little blurry. I turned around fast to run back to the hotel room I was in earlier before anything bad happened and before I lost control completely.

Then I saw him. That stupid Gawin standing there with his amazing fruity alpha smell hitting me like a wave. What type of alpha is that? It smelled so sweet and strong at the same time and it made my heat ten times worse in one second. My cock twitched hard in my pants and I felt even hotter than before.

I tried to run past him toward the hallway that led to my room but a female alpha racer bumped straight into me. She was in my way and I was too horny to care about anything anymore. My brain was not working right. I grabbed her arm tight and shoved her into the nearest room, kicking the door shut behind us with my foot. I hid my face in her neck right away so nobody would recognize me if they walked in. I did not need any stupid scandal tonight on top of everything else.

She started pushing at my chest and her voice came out scared. “Hey stop it. What are you doing? Let me go right now!”

I did not answer her. I just kept pressing her backwards while I kissed her hard on the mouth and started undressing her. My hands were pulling at her top trying to get it off fast so I could touch her skin.

Out of nowhere someone grabbed me from behind and yanked me off her really hard. “Get the fuck off her right now!”

Before I could even turn around properly I let go of the girl and pulled that new guy into the room instead. I slammed the door shut loud. The female alpha ran out fast, crying and fixing her clothes as she left. Now it was just me and this alpha guy alone in the dark room. His pheromone emission was confusing. I could not catch exactly what type he was but he smelled really good and it made my body burn even hotter than before.

I pushed him against the wall fast and started kissing him. My mouth covered his and my tongue went deep inside tasting him. He felt so fucking good. Warm and solid and that fruity smell was driving me crazy. I grabbed the back of his neck with one hand and kissed him harder, pressing my hips against his so he could feel how hard I already was in my pants.

He moved back fast and slapped me hard across the face.

I laughed even though my cheek stung bad. “You hit like a little kid. Come on, you feel how good this is. Stop pretending you don’t want it.”

He tried to punch me again but this time he missed. I grabbed both his wrists and pinned them above his head with one hand. Then I pushed my pheromones out strong and suppressed his own. His body went all weak right away. His legs started shaking and his breathing got all messed up like he could not fight anymore.

“You bastard,” he said, voice weaker now but still full of anger. “Let me go. You always do this kind of shit.”

I did not care what he called me. “I don’t give a fuck who you think I am. You’re gonna love it. Just stop fighting and let me make you feel good.”

He kept calling me names, snapping at me even while his body was getting softer under my hands. “You selfish prick. Get your hands off me. You think you can force people because you’re in rut? You’re sick.”

“Yeah I do think that,” I said back, my voice rough and low. “And you’re already getting hard so stop lying to yourself.”

I could see a little in the dark because of what I am. I started taking off his clothes. First I pulled his shirt up and over his head. His body was so good. Tight muscles and smooth skin that felt warm under my fingers. Then I opened his trousers and pushed them down along with his underwear in one go. When I looked at his cock I liked what I saw so much. It was already half hard and leaking a little even though he was still swearing at me.

“Fuck, look at you,” I muttered, running my hand down his chest. “You say you hate it but your body is telling me something different.”

I leaned in and started kissing his neck, sucking hard enough to leave marks. My tongue licked over his skin and I bit lightly on his collarbone. He gasped and his head fell back against the wall even though he was still trying to act angry.

“You… asshole…” he breathed out, voice breaking a little.

My hand went down and wrapped around his cock. I stroked him slowly at first then faster, rubbing my thumb over the head where it was wet. He moaned even though he did not want to. His hips moved a little into my hand.

“See?” I said against his neck. “Feels good right? Tell me you want more.”

He was breathing fast and his words came out mixed with moans. “I hate you…stop…”

But he did not say stop for real, I know he didn’t mean that.

I kept stroking him and kissing his neck while my own cock pressed hard against his thigh. The rut inside me was getting too strong. I wanted to be inside him so bad.