The fire in her

Jackson.

Shell shocked, I stared at her as she chewed the large piece of meat she had bitten off. I was speechless as I stared into her defiant large brown eyes. I couldn’t believe what I had just witnessed. Having tried very hard to ensure that my reputation was the worst it could possibly be, I was utterly shocked by what she had done. Everyone knew not to mess with me because I was not the best at controlling my temper. 

Had it been any other person, I’d have snapped their neck without thinking twice, but for some reason, I could not raise my hand to hit Kelsey. When she finished eating the meat, she crossed her hands over her chest and leaned against the wall then stared at me. I tossed her the remainder and she caught it instantly, before biting large pieces and chewing them. She had surely worked up an appetite. 

As I watched her eat it, I started to feel a strong feeling of attraction towards her. I realised that her stubbornness and defiance was making me want her even more. Maybe it was because I had been surrounded by mostly yes women who would do anything for me. I had not realised that it had become boring. This woman had reawakened something in me and I didn’t know what to do with her anymore.

There was a lot on my mind that I wanted to say to her but didn’t know where to start from. I glanced at her again, before silently leaving the room. A guard who had been stationed at the door locked it and followed me away from there.

I went out of that wing of the house and headed to the side with my living room. As I passed by the front yard, I spotted a woman I occasionally slept with. She was busy chatting with two other young women.

“Francesca,” I called via mind link and continued to walk into the building. She knew what I wanted so she bid goodbye to her friends and followed me. We walked to my bedroom in silence, me never looking back and her trailing behind me. I liked Francesca because unlike the other women I occasionally slept with, she knew her place and never asked too many questions. 

As soon as we got into the room, Francesca started stripping. I watched her with mild interest. The woman had a banging body with curves in all the right places. On other days, it drove me crazy but that day it was just a body. There was nothing interesting about it and it looked regular. Nevertheless, I was still feeling an erection so I waited for the relief I hoped she would give me.

Francesca smiled at me before coming to kneel before me. She unbuckled my trousers and undid the zip then let my cock out. She looked up at me for a few seconds before taking it in her mouth. I felt nothing as she tried to do what she knew best. After a few seconds, I had had enough. It had always been so easy for the beautiful Francesca to please me but that day, things didn’t seem to be going well. Instead of being pleasurable, the blow job felt like endless torture.

“Leave,” I ordered. 

Francesca quietly stood up and went to put on her clothes as I pushed my cock back inside my trousers and sat on the bed. I watched as she put on her clothes quietly, feeling bad for her. As she walked out of the room with her head down, I hoped that she would find her mate soon and stop wasting her time sleeping around with me, despite knowing there was no future for us. All I could do was use her until I found a prettier woman to do the job. But, what if no other woman could please me now that I had met Kelsey.

As I thought about it, I realised that the causer of my current predicament was that woman. I picked up a pillow from the bed and threw it against the wall, feeling angry. Without lifting a finger, that woman was destroying my life. Standing up, I went and stood in the window and looked out, feeling my hot blood rushing in my ears. I found myself closing my eyes and thinking of her. Amidst all the scents in the pack house, I was able to locate hers. It hit me so hard and all I wanted at that moment was to be close to her.

Getting angrier, I paced around the room. I tried to think of ways of making that woman change her mind and accept me but couldn’t come up with anything. There was no way I was going to accept that rejection when everything in me wanted her so badly. I had never wanted a woman as much as I wanted Kelsey that day.

I heard a knock and went to open the door. A young beautiful woman was standing there, a fresh rosy smell wafting from her. I recognized her as the girl Francesca had been talking to earlier.

“What do you want?” I asked her.

She smiled. “I’m sorry to intrude but Francesca said you might need me.”

“What would I need you for?” I asked. I realised that Francesca thought I needed another random woman to satisfy me because she had failed.

“I can make you feel good, sir.” She said.

What was with everyone suddenly getting the audacity to say whatever they wanted to my face? I slammed the door in the girl’s face and went back into the room, before calling one of my right hand guards. 

I was done doing things the peaceful way. If Kelsey wanted violence, she was going to get it. I smirked after getting an idea that I knew would driver her crazy. I was pretty sure that it would change her stubborn mind, making her do what I wanted. 

The woman had a sudden fire that I was determined to put off, at least in the short time. it was what I liked about her.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

“Come in,” I said after analysing the scent.

The door opened and Joshua walked into my bedroom.