Rekindled fire

Ryan's POV

It was like a forest fire in my head.

The effect of the alcohol faded from my veins as they pumped up with the rise of my beast. I could feel him unsheathing his teeth. His nose flinched at her smell.

It was at this point that I realized the person in front of me was a mere human. Not the vicious vixen my soul craved for.

My beast pushed her hard with one blow.

"How dare you!" He growled. 

It was the growl of the Alpha that was asleep deep under the Mafia's skin. An identity long forgotten by an immortal entity.

She flew right over to the bed. Her legs were apart, and so were her hands.

My beast caught sight of her underwear,glistening bright red. My eyes changed colours to match that.

"How dare you try seducing me with that face!"

A mere call girl, with my Sherizad's face.

A preposterous crime.

She looked at my hand as it twisted out of shape. The beast was taking over. My claws bared. My shoulders puffed up, and so did my hair. I snarled to flash my fangs as she backed up with her hands on the bed.

"Aaahhhhhhhhhhh!"

A piercing, shrill screech.

I could immediately feel my beast whimper like a pup in retreat. The same effect that she had on me.

This could not be happening.

I pounced on her and tore her dress. Her body was sweating. Tiny droplets of moisture over that creamy flesh.

I needed to reign over Rex, my wolf. He was starting to get untamable. He wanted to taste her. He wanted to smell her. I could feel that he was drooling.

Her chest went up and down with heavy breathing, and her legs crossed to give her maximum cover.

"Who are you? Wha... What are you?"

Her voice quivered as she spoke.

"Sssssshhhhhhh!"

I pressed my thumb right into the middle of her lip. It touched her teeth as it parted a little bit. Her saliva touched my skin.

Rex roared with joy inside. It had been centuries since I had heard him roar in such a way. A roar of pleasure. A roar of thrill.

Rex pulled me down over her until my nose was touching her behind the neck.

I could hear the flow of blood pulsating. Rex was baring his fangs to pierce that creamy barrier of skin and taste that flowing stream of blood.

I had no control over him at this point.

I could feel myself giving in and going for a dive.

" Yaahh! "

Shift. 

I turned my head with that swift reflex I was born with and caught her hand. She let go of the hairpin that she was holding. It dropped beside my leg.

"Were you trying to attack me with that thing?"

I was amused.

"You are not normal!"

She stammered now, clenching her fist.

I grabbed her fist with my palm. Stretched her hands out and watched her squirm.

"Do you find pleasure in hurting people? Are you a sadistic loner?"

Her eyes stared back at me.

This time unflinching.

My mind kept wandering. That same face. That same zeal. But she was a human. Not a wolf.

Wosh! 

I had loosened my grip on her for just a moment when her puff missed my face by less than a quarter of an inch.

"Whoah!"

I was laughing. It was fun.

"You wanna play?"

I heard Rex whisper inside my head.

She sprang up on all fours.

"Look, mister. I am not your regular play toy. Like those girls who throw themselves at men. I joined this agency only because I was in dire need of money. I do not want any ruckus at my first job.

I do not want to start on a bad note."

She went back to the bed. Laid down. Then she stretched her legs apart.

I felt Rex gulp. He was losing it.

"Just do what you will be paying for and get done with it, sir. I will give you everything you are entitled to, but please do not ask me to be a part of your wild fetishes or weird desires. I am letting you know bluntly and clearly! "

At this point, her words were going over my head. It felt like the intoxication was returning to rule my senses.

All I could see was the red in front of me that I badly wanted to tear open.

And that was exactly what I did as Rex indulged in the pleasure.

I bent in front of her and grabbed her legs. I dug my face into her clitoris. Kissing her skin beside her red underwear.

She was blabbering about how strong she was and that she would do this and that if I misbehaved, but she choked on her words the moment my lips touched her sensitive spot.

Her legs closed around my neck. She pulled me in, I guess involuntarily.

My mouth touched her middle rib. The scent was driving me crazy. It was her. It was her, no doubt.

A human or whatever. This was her sweet scent. The only scent in the world that made Rex salivate He wanted more. He could not wait till I tore the little piece of cloth that was between her hot juices and mine.

With one swift pull, I solved that problem.

My tongue salvaged the borders, licking the dripping fluids.

"Aaahhhhh!"

She went again. That same high-pitched voice.

But this time it was a mourning.

She was losing her self-restraint.

Her hands grabbed my hair as her nails dug into my scalp.

"Get inside!"

Rex barked inside my head.

I needed no more telling. My tongue went right inside her.

"Hhhhmmmmmmm!"

I pulled out once and watched her red face. Her eyes closed in a trance.

Then I watched her ooze fluid. Then went back inside with another full thrust.

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Sherry's POV

I could not believe this was happening.

My first time My first night

With a stranger. Who was probably a lunatic?

But I could not help it. It was beyond the enjoyment that I was experiencing.

My entire body was shaking. A strange wave of pleasure erupted from the spot where he was licking and radiating all over my body.

I tried looking at his handsome face. I had never seen him, yet it felt like I was deeply acquainted with him. But I could not keep those eyes open for long. My head fell back as the tendons and muscles tightened.

Was this the feeling those sluts died for? The girls at my college and in my neighborhood I never understood what they found in boys. If this was the result, I guess I should be apologetic for my thinking.

And then it felt like I was about to burst open.

"Aaaaaaa!" I could not help grabbing him and pressing him in further. I was a volcano. I was oozing lava right into her mouth. He was hard at work, too. Greedily slurping away the juice

" Yes! Give it to me! Give it to me, Sherizad!"

The moment he called me by my name, his face became weird. He pulled back. I felt weird too. I mean, every time he called me that way, I was immediately reminded of my father. Which was weird in itself in this kind of situation. But the weirdness on his face was different.

It was anger. Was it at himself?

I saw him wipe his lips and turn back.

I was still heaving. I was not ashamed to admit that I wanted more of him. It was hard to believe I was even going to get paid for this. After what I experienced, I definitely would not mind paying him instead for doing this, all day, all night. 

Damn, he was sexy!

Sexy to a whole different level.

"Who sent you here?"

His back was still turned toward me. I could see him buttoning his shirt.

"Who sent me? The agency! "

I was looking around for my purse to show him my membership card.

"Agency huh! How long have you been doing this?"

I sighed and sat up. He wasn't listening to anything that I said.

"This is my first job, sir. I just joined! I already told you!"

As he turned towards me with those piercing blue eyes, I realized I must have mistaken its shade for crimson or brown, though I had seen that hue.

"You said you needed money; what for?"

His voice was calm. 

"For my father. For his treatment. He is very sick! "

He walked outside, nodding his head. Then vanished somewhere.

I was sitting on the bed in the room, all alone, with only my bra on.

Then I realized. That psycho had ruined both my pants and my dress. I must have lost my senses to have ignored the matter at that moment.

Crazy bitch! Yeah! That was exactly what I was. Probably I had deprived myself of my sexual urges for too long. That was the only reason I lost it at the mere touch of even a lunatic like that.

" Here! Wear this and leave!"

He was back.

The packet he threw at me hit me in the face.

A dress and a fresh pair of innerwear.

He did have a heart, after all. Did he do this with all his whores?

Most probably! Why else would he have female dresses and innerwear in store?

This place was deserted. He was the only resident.

"You want me to leave? Already? Are you, ummm, already done with me, sir?"

I should have been feeling blessed and relieved. But I was feeling offended. It somehow felt like an insult that he did not want me anymore to fulfil his desires. It must have been my body that was aching for a male touch.

"I have already sent the payment online. You will get it in a few minutes. Here! "

He threw something in my direction. It hit my face. I picked it up. It was a card. A visiting card.

"Meet me or give me a call. I can help you with your father's treatment. "

I could not believe my ears.

I quickly slipped into the clothes. I thanked him by bowing down repeatedly in front of him.

He became a completely different person. He ignored me and walked out.

I picked up my purse and ran out of the place.

It took me some time to navigate out of the maze. I finally made my way outside on the road.

I looked at my phone.

Then hit my head with it.

It was three in the morning. How was I supposed to get a cab or lift back home?

The area was so remote and deserted. There was no chance of getting public transportation.

My fingers immediately went between my teeth. I was biting my nails. 

I had no idea what I should be doing. I turned around to get back inside. Beg him to let me stay until the morning.

But the gates were already closed.

I knew I should not have rejoiced so much at my luck. I was always the one to give myself the evil eye.

My happiness never lasted more than a few minutes. It was a universal fact.

I started walking.

That was the only way I could get moving. My hands and legs were freezing. The night had gotten chillier, and I was naive enough to forget my outer coverings.

I had only walked a few miles when the wind started blowing.

Damn, wind. Couldn't it wait till the morning?

I found a corner of a building to shelter myself.

I sneaked in like a cat and curled up.

Lucky that I did. The intensity of the wind was rapidly increasing.