Three

Blue’s POV

“What the hell —” I spun around my eyes and mouth wide in utter shock.

“Crying in the bathrooms now? Thats lowly pathetic even for you.” He gave a mocking smile that made me want to claw his beautiful eyes.

“Get out.” My throat tightened.

“Make me.” He pushed off the wall, hands in his pockets like he had all the time in the world.

“Oh wait, you can’t. Because you’re just a weak little human who can’t even stand up to a beta’s daughter.”

“Fuck you Azriel.” My voice was shaking from the humiliation now.

“Ooh, she has claws. Where were those in the cafeteria? When Sienna was dumping food all over you in front of everyone?” He smiled but it wasn’t kind.

“You all watched and did nothing. You humiliated me today.” My hands clenched into fists and he just smiled and he didn’t even look guilty about it.

Fuck fuck. That sounds like a little girl trying to get attention from her absent parents.

“Why would we? You’re not our problem. You’re just the unwanted baggage that came with our father’s new wife.” He stepped closer.

It shouldn’t hurt. I already knew they hated me and they've said this a lot. But hearing it said so casually made my chest ache worse.

“Then why are you here?”

“Because you stink. Your scent is all over the house. Desperation and sadness and this pathetic need that makes me want to—” He was right in front of me now. He stopped and his eyes flashed gold with his wolf I guess.

I stayed quiet for a while waiting for him to continue but he didn’t. That pull in my chest was so strong now it actually hurt.

“Makes you want to what?” I whispered.

“Nothing you could handle.”

“Try me.”

Wrong thing to say. His hand shot out and gripped my jaw tilting my head up.

“You don’t know what you’re asking for, human.”

“Stop calling me that.”

“Why? It’s what you are. Fragile. Breakable. So fucking weak you can’t even—”

I don’t know who moved first. Maybe both of us but suddenly his mouth was on mine and it was nothing like I’d imagined kissing would be. It was rough and so demanding. His hand tightened on my jaw while his other hand gripped my waist, pulling me against him.

And oh god, the RELIEF I felt was almost embarrassing to say the least.

That terrible ache that had been building for days just eased. It got so much better I actually whimpered into his mouth. He made a sound low in his throat almost a growl and backed me up against the sink. His hips pressed against mine and I felt—

Oh. Is he hard??? Is that his cock? Fuck that’s huge.

“This what you need? Poor desperate little human. Been walking around aching for something you don’t even understand.” He breathed against my mouth.

“Azriel— ”

“Shut up.” He kissed me again, harder and his hand slid under my ruined shirt. His palm was hot against my skin burning in the best way.

I grabbed his shoulders because my legs were shaking. Ithink everything was shaking in my body. His hand moved higher, thumbing over my bra and I gasped.

“So sensitive. I’ve barely touched you and you’re already falling apart.” he murmured against my neck.

“Please —”

“Please what? Use your words, Blue. Beg me properly.” He bit down on the spot where my neck met my shoulder and I actually moaned.

I should’ve been embarrassed or at the very least pushed him away. But that ache was consuming everything and I needed something I don't even know.

“Please! Please make it stop.” I whispered.

“Make what stop?” He chuckled in such a dark way that should have sent warning signals to my head.

“The – the ache. It hurts. Please —”

“There she is. The desperate little human who needs me so badly she’s begging in a bathroom.” His hand slid down my stomach popping the button on my jeans.

His fingers slipped under my waistband and I stopped breathing. No one has ever touched me there and even I tend to not get too carried away.

“Already so wet for me. You have no idea what you are, do you? Walking around smelling like this. Driving us all insane.” He pressed his forehead against mine his amber eyes burning into me.

“I don’t -I don’t understand -”

“I know you don’t.” His fingers moved in slow circles around my clitoris and my knees buckled. He caught me with his other arm holding me up against the sink.

“That’s what makes it so fun.”

I couldn’t form words to answer him, only weird sounds in my throat. There was just sensation and heat and the way he was looking at me like I was something to devour.

“Look at you shaking. You can barely stand. And I’m not even being nice to you.” He breathed in my face.

He wasn’t being nice at all. He was being cruel. Every touch was calculated to drive me higher, his words designed to humiliate but I didn’t care. His fingers were doing just what I needed them to do inside me.

I grabbed his shirt pulling him closer and chasing something I didn’t have a name for.

“That’s it. Take what you need from me. Be the desperate little thing we both know you are.” He murmured then his fingers pressed harder on my clit, found some spot that made me cry out.

“Quiet. Unless you want everyone to hear what a mess you are for me.” He growled his eyes glinting gold.

I bit down on my lip hard enough to hurt but I couldn’t stop the sounds escaping my throat.

“Good girl. See? You can follow instructions when you’re desperate enough.” His voice was mocking.

Everything built higher and higher until I couldn’t breathe. I could only hold onto him while he pushed me right to the edge and then shoved me over without meecy.

I came apart against the bathroom sink with Azriel’s hand over my mouth to muffle my cry, my whole body shaking so hard I would’ve collapsed if he wasn’t holding me up.

For a few seconds, everything went quiet. The ache eased into something manageable. My head felt clearer than it had in days.

Then Azriel stepped back abruptly like I’d burned him. I nearly fell without his support but caught myself on the sink. My legs were trembling, my jeans still unbuttoned and breath coming in gasps. He looked at me, his eyes raking over my wrecked state and smiled.

“That’s what you’ve been so desperate for? That’s pathetic Blue.”

I stared at him still trying to catch my breath and not understanding what just happened. He walked to the door then paused with his hand on it.

“Clean yourself up. You look like a mess.”

Then he left. Just walked out like nothing happened. As though he didn’t just turn my entire world upside down in a bathroom.

I slid down to the floor, my back against the cabinet under the sink and tried to process what the hell just happened.

My body still felt warm amd satisfied in a way it hadn’t been since I moved into that house. I felt like I was floating on air

But the ache was already creeping back and Azriel’s cruel laugh echoed in my head. I can only be grateful he didn’t have people watching over to humiliate me. Grateful he didn’t get me to the edge then leave.

He called me names I have gotten used to hearing but they hurt so much today. Everything is being extra sensitive now and I don’t even know why.

Desperate. Pathetic. Weak.

I pressed my hands over my face. What the hell was wrong with me?​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​?