Heat pt2

I’m writhing around on the bed now, completely tangled in all the bed sheets and clutching a pillow to my stomach. “No, no it’s not like that. Fuck Akira this is hard for me too,” he growls like how Ang did, not menacingly. “YOU?” If I could laugh I certainly would. “Typically female wolves go into it when they’re younger or when they find their mate. It’s to ensure their lineage, the more pups the better,” he explains.

I’m staring at him now in disbelief but that changes once I feel it, a pull so strong I’m already on my feet walking towards him. “Akira stop,” he holds up his hands. I force myself to take a step back. “How do I stop this?” I ask moving from one foot to the other, I can’t stand still. His eyes are fully black, “You mate,” he says through gritted teeth. “What? But I don’t- I don’t have one of those? Noah why are you acting like that?” I remember what he said now, “What do you mean this is hard for you too?” I try to reach Star to help give me strength, heal me or something, but I can’t feel her. I’m starting to panic. I feel like I can’t breathe. My mind is fuzzy. Everything is spinning. I take steps back and my legs hit the bed and I fall to sit on it.

I can hear Noah saying something from across the room but I can’t make it out, it’s like my ears are plugged. “Star? Star?” I can’t reach her. A second later Noah is in front of me on his knees, hands on my shoulders shaking me. He seems to do that often. I blink and see his eyes, they pull me in and then I finally hear what he’s saying to me, “BREATHE AKIRA!”

Am I not breathing? I take a breath in and I was, in fact, not breathing. It takes me a moment to catch my breath and for my head to stop spinning but he holds me up with his hands but it’s his eyes that anchor me. “Noah, what do I do to make this stop please I can’t take it,” I whine. He picks me up and I wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. He carries me over to the shower and puts us under freezing cold water on full blast. Instantly it helps, not fully but enough.

He sets me down and we’re both standing under the water facing each other. Noah pushes hair out of my face, our clothes are drenched, “You need to have sex Akira,” my hand slaps his face before I realized I even did it. “What the fuck?” I say to him and back away. “I said you, not we,” he glares at me. “Well that’s not going to happen,” I cross my arms, “What else can be done because I’m not staying in this shower forever.” He’s still glaring at me and doesn’t say a word.

“What?” I throw my hands up, so over all of this, especially because I still feel the ache of pain and need. “I’m waiting for an apology Akira,” he finally says as he crosses his arms this time. “Oh, the slap, right sorry about that,” I say too annoyed to make it sound sincere. “So, I guess what I am is basically what? Being horny times a thousand? And what you’re saying is the only way I can feel better is if I fuck the need away?” I look at him incredulously. He smirks, fucking smirks like this is funny. I go to slap him again but he grabs my wrist and pulls me right against his body.