The Eyes Of The Beast

"We need to talk"

For an insomniac like me, I seemed to have a blissful sleep with my head wrapped around the scent of Ares, wait what? It took a minute for my dizzy brain to process last night's proceedings.

I went to the ball with Ares.

I came across my personal nightmare.

He handed me a note.

I slept in Ares's room.

Of all these things, my wolf only seemed to notice that she was in Ares's room, and HE was nowhere to be found. For some reason my wolf was getting restless, and my body temperature spiking. The very scent of his sheets made my wolf pine for his presence. Just as I was about to get up and check on Athena, I noticed a note sprawled across the nightstand. Gingerly I picked up the note on which was neatly written

We need to talk.

Clutching the note tightly to my chest, I made way to pick up Athena from Phoebe's house. Revving the engine up, I raced the way to Phoebe's house. Speeding my car was not a novelty I could afford when I am with my lil Athena. I had to crank up the air conditioner all the way to satiate my rising temperature.

Idling the car at the signal, I momentarily closed my eyes only to welcomed by a very detailed picture of Ares pinning me down on soft, lush bed as our bodies writhe with passion. Lust-sharp, dangerous, unbidden-squeezed my chest so tight I could barely breathe. My blush receded as all the heat in my body shifted. To low, damp places.

The only thing that could keep my mind off that sexy beast, was to imagine Athena in a pink tutu with rainbows and unicorns. Finally after I reached her house, I locked my car and strutted my way inside. The first thing I noticed was Joey adding insane amounts of sugar to his coffee. I knew his aversion to milk, but I had seen the boy use coffee as a vehicle to drink obscene amounts of sugar. Even Ares, the coffee-syrup maker, had commented on it once.

Just as I set my foot inside, Joey's head snapped towards me, as he stalked towards me like a hunter cornering a prey. My mind went to full on panic mode, with another man closing in on me, but my wolf didn't mind too much. His black eyes, now tainted with lust as he stepped closer. Just as I was about to have a full blown panic attack, Phoebe yanked him away as he struggled under her grasp.

"Upstairs. Now!" She barked angrily at him.

Heavily dropping against the chair, I buried my head in my shaky hands.

"Sweetie, you shouldn't be out during your heat" Phoebe softly chided.

"Oh Goddess, I'm going through my heat?"

"Of course, during heat your body let's out really strong pheromones, which attracts any unmated male's attention."

After having such an overwhelming morning, I needed to see my rock, my baby. As I gently picked her up, and cradled her against my chest, made me miss those times where all she had to worry was finishing up the orders at the diner quick so I could go home back to spend more time with my baby.

Just as time passed, my body started to heat up at an exponential rate, craving for Ares touch. I couldn't even go near Athena, fearing I would scathe her with my heat, so I had to feed her from a distance.

Night had set in, and I was writhing in my bed half naked. All remnants of my clothing drenched in sweat. The soft silk of the sheets caressing my body, making every inch of my body fill up with lascivious need to be touched, caressed and sucked.

Shower didn't really help, as my new set of cloths were now again starting to drench again. I was sitting down the hall, watching TV to keep my mind off things. The minute I closed my eyes, my mind drifted back to tormenting visions of us pinned against each other, making heat pool up down south. Just perfect.

Just as I was about to head upstairs, I heard rustling of the doors. Judging from the chattering, there were at least three people outside. Swiftly picking up the nearest weapon in hand, which happened to be a magazine, as I stood in a defensive position.

The door opened to reveal Ares and three other confused men. All of them took a huge whiff of my scent as they stalked towards me. I guess the magazine might come in handy to swat these horny flies. My eyes closed tight with the magazine rolled up in my hand in a deathly grip, I probably looked like a lunatic.

I peeked my eyes open to see a very pissed off Alpha. Soon enough I heard a loud, possessive growl,

"Get out, NOW!" He gritted out angrily as they obediently left with their heads bowed down.

Within a second, our faces were inches apart and I gingerly placed my palm against his rock hard chest. His anger soon dissipated only to reveal his lustful side. His eyes were blacker than the darkest raven as he bent down. The lines of his face might've been starkly masculine, but at that instant, his lips were pure temptation, soft, bitable, sensual in a way only a man's mouth could be.

"Do I affect you the way you affect me?" He hungrily nibbled my jawline.

"No-o" I croaked out.

Lies.

"If I were to splay you out on my desk and thrust my fingers into you right now, I think I'd find different."

My thighs clenched as need spasmed through her. The image of those long powerful fingers thrusting in and out as I lay helpless was suddenly the only thing I could see. Closing my eyes just made it worse so I flicked them open to stare fixedly at his shirt buttons caging his muscular chest. If Jedi mind tricks worked, those buttons would have popped open long time back.

He flung me across his shoulder as he made way upstairs. Civility in our eyes long gone, now replaced with primal need and hunger for each other.

This was going to be a long sleepless night.

To be continued....