"Ash," he breathed, "We're getting dangerous here."
"No head?"
Something red flashed through his eyes, as the corners of his mouth tugged into a smile. "You're going to give me head, whether you like it or not. I meant that we can't turn back after...
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So, Jesse moved in with Chase.
When I found out about that, my jaw dropped to the floor and I almost started castrating the guy single-handedly. Elle could stop me last second before she went off getting food with Jesse.
We were at school, at our familiar table, with the extended friend-group. Though I very much disliked the fact that Chase was now one of them as well, being Jesse's official boyfriend. Official, my ass. They just fucked like every night.
"Oof, Ashley, you really do be looking like you need a dick, today." Chase sipped on his coffee, staring me in the eyes, deadpan.
"I need your dick out of my friend," I hissed back, as Jesse and Elle came back. I made room for the African-American, not taking my glower off the annoying man in front of me, as he rolled his eyes.
"You're jealous. I understand."
"What?" Elle's eyes darted from him to me, her earrings tingling. "Why is she jealous?"
"Never mind," Chase spoke, probably thinking he was acting very mature. Little did he know he simply wasn't a respectable man. Though Jesse had a hard time realizing that, sadly enough.
But yeah, I wasn't one to speak. I knew that. And thus, I was going to shut up like the (almost) mature woman I was, and try to think of a way to get rid of this sexual frustration.
It had been one week since Kye marked me, and still no sex. Nothing. And it was totally my fault. I had told him I wasn't ready and wasn't going to be ready in a long time, and he took his losses and stopped trying.
But I liked him trying! I liked it very much! And that made me wonder, was I ready?
I sighed aloud, pricking in my salad, staring into nothing as Elle and Jesse chattered.
Man, this shit sure was more complicated than I expected it to be. But relying on Kye to decide on everything was kind of crappy- and extremely against my independent mentality. I was going to have to choose.
To fuck, or not to fuck.
"Kye's coming back later today," Elle suddenly remarked, after the conversation switched to pack-things. My interest was suddenly piqued.
"Oh?"
"Yeah, the rogue-thing is finally settling down." Chase blew out his cheeks. "Took long enough."
"Well, he can't help it, alpha Luke was just being a dick by chasing them into our borders. But alpha Kye told me they were fine, now. But in all honesty-" Elle leaned forward, lowering her voice- "I think he should've done something permanent about it."
"And get our entire pack killed?" Chase noted, dryly. "It's clear that the moon goddess chose well, not making you our Luna."
"Uh!" I interrupted the conversation, raising my hand. "Excuse me, but what is a Luna?"
