Chapter 8: Asexual?

*LYCIA*

The anger in his eyes made me even angrier.

It was as if Wolfie was trying to accuse me of doing something bad? I didn’t appreciate that gaze and glaring back at him to let him know that he was in no position to be treating me this way I hoped he received the message that he wasn’t to interfere me.

“Go back and leave me alone,” I said and even though the party was so loud that people could barely hear each other shouting over the music I knew he had heard me. His expression darkened with defiance as he instead leaned against the tree near which he was standing.

It was clear that even though he wasn’t going to bother me or storm up and do anything he wasn’t going to let this be easy for me with his continuous staring.

If he was going to torture me with his annoyance then I was going to torture him with my teasing.

Two could play at this game.

Grabbing the guy next to me I said, “Kiss me.”

He didn’t seem to understand but when I pressed my body against his and leaned he got the message and with wide eyed ecstasy clear on his face he swooped me into a kiss. Adding as much flares and moans as I could I opened one eye to look at Wolfie to see that a blank expression had now taken over his face. I would have been fooled into thinking that he didn’t care if it weren’t for the scrunched up glass in his hand hanging by his side letting me know how hard he was trying to control his anger.

Good. I hope he now understood and kept himself away from me.

It was ridiculous to think of having a future with me when I wasn’t sure if I could even have one.

Deciding to set it in his head that I wasn’t someone he could have a future with ever I walked away from the dance floor and towards the bar where people were taking body shots off each other.

There I saw Travis and climbing up the bar I shouted, “Who’d like to do a body shot with me?”

They barely heard me over the loud music but they understood what I meant with my gestures and the whole area erupted with cheers and applause. Travis who had been with another girl left her hanging and came running to my side fighting off the other guys to do the shot.

“It’s my party guys! I get dibs!” he said, pushing them away as I smirked at Wolfie to make sure he could see what kind of a person I was.

I was neither good nor loyal. I played around too much and could never settle down for just a single person.

His face remained expressionless as it was as his eyes bore through mine, a static passing between us. It was almost as if he had been challenging me to try and do it and since I wasn’t one to back out I grinned at him and laid on the cool slab ready to let Travis drink from my navel.

Thankfully the dress I wore was a cut out one that left four diamonds of skin showing through all four sides of my body running in a circle around my stomach and back. The space was large enough for me to perform this body shot without any trouble.

“I know you are teasing and testing me but I am not going to back away just yet,” Travis said, coming next to my ear where he nipped my skin. The fact was that I had forgotten all about him since the moment I had seen Wolfie come in but who was I to correct him if this was what he wanted to believe?

Sucking my stomach in to create a place for the liquid to be poured and not spill I felt the cool tequila being poured into my belly button and over my skin. The crowd cheered and burst out in energy at watching me lay there before them but I was busy trying to catch a glimpse of Wolfie.

The crowd was really thick and I couldn’t see him but since the bar was on a higher elevated platform I was sure that I as visible to him.

Well I hope this would make him give up. Nobody wants to date a wolf girl, all they want is a night of good fuck and that’s it.

Suddenly the crowd went even wilder than before, making me startle and look at them only to realize that Travis had already lapped up the drink from my skin. Helping me to sit up he then hugged me and pulled me into the kiss making people cry and scream hysterically.

It was madness all around but I couldn’t understand what had happened.

Was I too drunk to even comprehend when he touched me?

This experience somehow led me feeling emptier. This wasn’t how my body reacted, this wasn’t normal for me. I would have been riding a horny wave by now with all this attention and affection my body was getting but for some odd reason I couldn’t feel anything.

Had I somehow become asexual from having too much sex?

Pulling away from Travis who was in his zone of cheering and boasting to his friends for having done that with me I moved my gaze to Wolfie at once. Maybe seeing that hurt expression on his face would make me feel better.

That has to.

I didn’t expect to be disappointed when I happily tried to search for him. There sitting by the pool with a bunch of girls loitering around him was him listening to them chatter about something with a small smile on his face.

What the fuck was he doing?

“Lycia!” Travis called after me but I couldn’t be bothered as I burned with a rage so hot and acrid that my heart charred making it harder for me to breathe.

What was fucking wrong with me today? And why the fuck was Wolfie talking to them?

Aligning myself with him I went back on the dance floor deciding to ignore him. This was what I wanted anyway. To have him off my back and be living his own life. My plan had worked and I had won and yet somehow I felt worse than before.

Why wouldn’t he look at me anymore? Didn’t he find me attractive?

Did he find a new mate for himself?

Mom was right, all lycans were the same…

Dancing with guys all around me I downed drinks after drinks that they were giving me. Hands touching, groping and grabbing at my body. Lips kissing me, my neck, my body. So much damn attention and yet there was a mean empty feeling inside me.  

And then I realized, I missed those sparks that I felt with Wolfie.

That warm tantalizing feeling that arose my body at once, a fleeting flutter of pleasure starting in my stomach before it burst and took all over my body. I was missing that passion and whatever I did I couldn’t make up for it with these men.

It almost felt like Wolfie had broken me.  

It hurt to admit it but I knew that was the truth. That was the only explanation. It felt humiliating to realize this but I wasn’t going to let him ruin this night that I had gotten to myself. I had been looking forward to this party and to making out and having sex with Travis for a while now. I had built up the perfect tension and had worked it out properly to make sure that I would enjoy the begging and fucking tonight but look what has happened to me because of him.

I can’t even kiss another man without being reminded of how good his kisses are while he continues to flirt with other witches like I had been nothing?

My despair was insipid and unlike me. I had never pined after a guy before and I wasn’t going to do that now. Although I was going to punish him from ruining me. I am going to take away his pleasure with the other women just as he had taken away mine.

Walking towards him I saw the women all look at me, my presence creating that effect on people. There was some shy and defensive expression from them as I asked, “Do you mind if I talk to this man here?”

“Do you know him?” one of them asked, making me raise a brow at her. Why did it sound like she was accusing me of something?

“Of course I do,” I said, narrowing my eyes at that woman to let her know that if she messed with me right now then I could very well turn her into a frog and let her swim in that bloody pool forever.

Her friend, noting the look of displeasure on my face, immediately came to her friend's rescue as she said, “Please don’t mind her, she is a little drunk and what she wanted to ask was if you knew his name. He refuses to tell us.”

I was about to say Wolfie when it stopped and wondering what name I should give him, I suddenly heard him say, “Seff.”

“Yes that’s his name so if you would excuse me I need to talk to him,” I said smiling at them and then glaring at ‘Seff’ to follow me.

He did as I said without any resistance which I didn’t expect as we silently walked away from the party into the jungle, in the direction of my house. I had hoped to hear him lash out or say something but there was no such response from him. Hating this I finally asked, “Are you angry?”

“I am, any mate would be after they saw their mate sucking faces with another man,” he admitted to my surprise, making me look at his passive aggressive expression.

“Then why didn’t you say anything or do anything?” I asked, secretly wishing that he had dragged me out of there and reacted in some way. For him to be obedient and meek wasn’t like him. He did whatever he wanted all the time then why did he have to listen to me now?

“You said if I would be a ‘good boy’ and listen to you like a pet would then you would give me a reward, it’s time to claim that,” he said, his voice husky from the suppressed anger. Wounding an arm around my waist he tightened his hold in possessiveness and lust.

“Don’t overstep your bounds, you are just my pet.” I murmured trying to fight the tingles even though I liked it.

“Yes and also your mate.” He said his voice guttural and full of emotions again.

I don't think I am the one in control anymore...