Red Hot Love: The Morningstar Series: Book 5
Red Hot Love – Chapter 26

When I had rushed back into Azai’s room to get my notebook that I forgot, I didn’t expect to walk in on a conversation. The moment I saw that it was four girls I got pissed off. I tried not to, but I couldn’t help it. Whether I like it or not Azai is my mate, and Fury’s get jealous.

Like insanely jealous.

Luckily, I was able to control myself. Well, mostly. I still got upset, especially when that one girl said that Azai was f*****g all of them. I thought I was going to lose it in that moment.

The heat was building up inside of me, and I was just itching to let it out. I wanted to melt everything in sight. How I didn’t manage to hurt Azai when he forced my eyes to his, I have no idea.

Then Akeehla admitted to me that she is Azai’s sister, and the rest of them are friends. I felt silly in that moment.

I over reacted, and for what? What did it matter? Especially after what had already happened before that. What I had said..

Today was too much. All of it. My emotions are all over the place making it hard to control myself. I went from being hot and bothered in the elevator, to actually having a good time doing homework. Then Azai almost kissed me, making me all hot and bothered again.

Then I had to go, and start that stupid fight. The guilt is nearly consuming me still over that. I shouldn’t of said those things. I’m just confused, and still trying to fight the bond. That wasn’t an excuse to hurt Azai though.

Not to mention that he hasn’t had his wolf this whole time. That one girl more than pointed at the fact that I had been causing Azai pain.

Just how far did that pain run? How has Azai really been dealing without Ozzy and I this whole time? What did Mom mean when she said that we were not the only ones suffering?

“Come on, I’ll walk you home.” Azai held his hand out to me.

I placed my hand in his. Azai grabbed my notebook from his desk before walking us to his door. I’m still stuck in my head though.

After questioning Azai about who Ben and Hope are, and everything else that he told us today.. I feel awful. Worse than awful. And I deserve it all.

I did this. I put both of my mates through so much, and for what? Because of Ethan?

Ozzy was right in saying that Ethan is just ignorant. He just wants to talk s**t. I bet he doesn’t even have a mate.

It’s more than that though. More than Ozzy knows.

There was one day in late summer that Ethan had found me alone. He cornered me outside the building. I thought Ethan was all talk at first too, until that day. That was the day I stopped feeling safe.

Now, nothing had really happened. Ozzy would have felt it through our bond, and I wonder if Azai would have felt it too. But that didn’t stop me from being scared.

Ethan had just went on, and on about how if I was willing to give it to two guys, I could handle one more. He put his hands all over me before I managed to push him away. Then I ran.

It was a completely different time then when Ozzy had caught him doing it before. That time Ethan had been talking s**t to me. I made some snarky comment back, and he got in my face. Before much more could happen, Ozzy walked out.

My mates have no idea bout this other time though. The time that Ethan put his hands on me. Sometimes I can still feel them. I go into panic attacks. Ozzy thought that was just a side affect of ignoring Azai, and I wanted to keep it that way.

Like I said, Fury’s are insanely jealous. Ozzy would kill Ethan without a care in the world. Now that Azai is here too… I worried that they really would.

Thinking about that now though.. Ever since Azai has been here I’ve felt way safer. I still never go anywhere alone, but I don’t feel as scared. I haven’t even thought about that day since I laid eyes on Azai again.

Is it because of what he is? Do I feel safer knowing that one of my mates is impossibly powerful? Or, is it just the mate bond?

Whatever it is, I’m happy it’s happening. I’d be lying to myself, and everyone else if I said I wasn’t feeling better since Azai has been here. Even when Ozzy was spending all of his time with Azai, I still felt.. better. That was what made me give in. Even after this s**t storm of a day, I want to give in. But I was not going to give in easily. I’m not ready yet, I just.. want to take things slow.

I looked up at Azai as we got into the elevator. He’s so handsome. So otherworldly. It’s no wonder why Ozzy didn’t want to give up on him.

Azai smiled down at me, and squeezed my hand.

“Alone again.” He said as the doors shut.

My face heated. Oh no. I didn’t even notice.

“This isn’t when you push me up against the wall, and try to k**s me is it?” I asked annoyed.

Why does that thought excite me though?

Azai chuckled. “No. I wouldn’t do that unless I knew you’d like it.” He told me.

I gave him a blank look.

I find it hard to believe that Ozzy didn’t tell him how much I liked it the last time he pinned me to a wall. Would he do it again if I made him mad enough?

“So, if I did like it you’d do it? Without a care in world? Even if the doors opened up for everyone to see?” I asked.

Azai’s full lips spread into a wide smile. He turned his body fully to me. The heat coming off of him is so inviting. I looked up into his eyes, and gulped. He looks like a predetor who just cornered their prey. I had to squeeze my thighs together.

“I would.” He answered simply. “If the doors opened up, and someone caught us.. Well, that just means more people know that you’re mine.” He concluded.

Then he bent down to my face level.

“Why Olive? Do you want to try it?” He asked.

I gulped. “Uhm.. N-no.” I suttered out.

Azai closed his eyes, and took a deep inhale. When he opened his eyes again, his deep blues seemed even darker.

I swallowed hard.

Is it getting hot in here?

“Are you sure?” Azai asked.

I nodded. “I thought… I thought we were going to take the s*x stuff slow?” I asked.

Azai gave me a smug smile, and then stood back up, and turned away from me.

“The scent of your arousal makes it hard. Sorry baby.” He teased.

“Don’t call me that.” I grumbled.

“Sorry, buttercup.” He teased again, and I rolled my eyes.

“You said that before. The scent of my arousal, or whatever. What does that mean?” I asked, though I was pretty sure I knew.

Azai looked down at me.

“When you get turned on, your scent becomes stronger. Because you’re my mate, it’s damn near irrisistable. But it also tells me when you’re horny. Which seems to happen a lot when I touch you, or get too close.” He said as he rubbed his thumb across the back of my hand.

I blushed, hard.

“I… I’m sorry?”

I wasn’t sure how to respond to that. Should I be sorry? Should he be sorry? I know that Ozzy should be f*****g sorry. Stupid red headed hottie gets me started in the first place.

Azai laughed.

“Oh buttercup, don’t be. I love the smell of you, and you forcing me to wait is kind of hot. Hurts inside my jeans sometimes, but totally worth any amount of attention you give me.” He said.

My blush deepened, and I had to turn away from him.

“Don’t call me that either.” I stated.

“Fine. Princess then?” He asked.

I rolled my eyes. “No.”

“Hmmm, cupcake?”

“No.”

“Baby doll?”

“Ozzy calls me that.”

“Angel?”

“No.”

“How about pumpkin?”

The elevator dinged, and the doors opened. I stepped out just as a giggle tumbled from me. Turning to face Azai I shook my head.

“No.” I said as I laughed. “That’s stupid.”

“Well you shot down all of my other names.” He argued as we walked down the hall.

“Why can’t you just call me Olive?” I asked.

We came to a stop outside of my apartment door. I turned to face Azai. He pouted at me making me giggle again.

“Everyone calls you that. I want something special.” He said.

“Okay fine. What else you got?” I asked amsued.

Azai seemed to think for a moment.

“How about, Goddess, queen, the light of my life-“

I put my finger up to his lips as I laughed.

“Be serious.” I said.

Azai smiled as he grabbed my hand in his.

“Okay, okay. Mi alma.” He said, and then placed a k**s to the back of my hand.

“What does that mean?” I asked.

“It’s Spanish. It means ‘my soul.'” He told me.

I blushed. “Uhm, okay, I like that one.” I said.

“Good.” Azai replied.

We stood there for a few seconds just staring at each other.

“Well,” I said breaking the silence. “I guess I should go.” I said, but made no move.

Azai nodded. “I’ll see you tomorrow?” He asked.

I nodded. “Will you have a coffee for me?”

Azai chuckled. “Don’t I every day?” He asked.

“Yeah, I guess.” I mumbled.

I just stared in his eyes, making no motion to leave him. Azai has me hypnotized like usual. I just love those deep blues. They’re so big.

Wait.. is he getting closer?

Oh my Gods, he’s getting closer to me.

Azai reached a hand up to cup my cheek. He came so close that his lips lightly brushed against mine. Every nerve ending in my body sparked. He just stayed there, unmoving. My heart is beating so fast with anticipation.

Is he going to k**s me again? I liked it so much when he did before.

“Do you want me to bring you something for break-“

Azai couldn’t finish his question, because I closed the small space between us. I pressed my lips to his. I couldn’t help myself. It was like he was teasing me, and I couldn’t take it anymore.

When Azai didn’t react, I reached my arms up to loop behind his neck. I pulled him down into me more. Finally, he reacted.

The hand that was cupping my face is now tangled in my hair. His other hand fell on the small of my back. Azai pulled me flush against him making me gasp.

That only gave him a perfect oppurtunity to slip his tongue in my mouth. A m**n escaped me before I could stop it. He tastes so good. My own tongue started to explore his mouth. Azai let out a low growl as he squeezed me as close to him as he can.

My entire body is on fire. Its so hot. Azai is making me impossibly warm. I have too many clothes on. He has too many clothes on. I need more of him.

Just then the front door to my home opened wide. Someone cleared their throat. Azai and I froze.

After a very short moment, Azai pulled away from me like I light him on fire. He turned, and faced the person standing in the doorway.

“Hi Dad.” I said.

Dad glared at Azai. Azai lookes extremely uncomfortable. I had to put my hand over my mouth to hide my smile. Azai looks like he’s ready to bolt out of here.

“H-hello sir.” Azai stuttered out.

Dad continued to glare at him. His eyes are starting to glow red. I’m starting to get nervous.

“Honey, what are you doing?” Mom asked as she walked around Dad.

Then she noticed us, and a wide smile spread across her face.

“Oh hi Azai, we haven’t seen much of you around. How are you?” She asked.

“Uhm, good thank you, for everything.” He said with a smile. “I was, uh, just walking Olive back, she left her notebook in my room.”

Azai looked around for said notebook. All eyes fell to where he had dropped it on the ground.

“O-oh, there i-it is.” He said as he picked it up. “Here you go mi alma.” Azai gave me a wink.

“Did you just wink at my daughter?” Dad asked.

Azai’s body froze.

Mom laughed. “Oh, stop it. They’re mares.”

Azai cleared his throat. “Well, I guess I should get going.” He said.

“Wait,” Mom said stopping him. “Are you hungry? Why don’t you stay for dinner?” She offered.

“Charolette.” Dad whined.

“Shush. You will have to get along with him eventually.” Mom told him.

Azai turned around to face us all.

“Uhm, I’d love to stay, as long as it’s okay with Olive.” He said as he looked at me.

“Come on in.” I told him as I pushed past my parents.

I guess that if I’m going to give this a try I might as well really do it.

So, we all sat down, and had a lovely dinner. And by lovely, I mean that Dad shot out question after question for Azai. Mom and I yelled at him all throughout dinner. Honestly by the time it was over, I was relieved. Not that I wanted Azai to go, but Dad just made this all so uncomfortable.

“Well Azai, it was nice having you for dinner. Bye now.” Dad said.

I rolled my eyes at him, and Mom gave him a hard look before turning to us.

“You guys can go to your room, and hang out for a little bit if you want. Just keep the door open.” Mom told me.

I turned to Azai. “Wanna see my room?” I asked.

Azai nodded, and grabbed his hand to drag him down the hallway. For whatever reason, I’m super excited. Like I can’t wait to get him alone, or something. Not that we would be alone really.

When we got to my bedroom I watched Azai’s face as he looked around. The very first thing he noticed was my bed. I had to fight back a giggle, but I did roll my eyes.

Then Azai’s eyes scanned over all the pictures on my wall. He walked over to them to get a closer look. I could see the smile fall on his lips.

“You and Ozzy always had each other.” He whispered.

I nodded as I sat on my bed. “Yeah. It was really nice to grow up that way. I guess it’s way different than what it was like for you. Ozzy and me always had our mate, and have only known each other. You’ve…” I trailed off.

Where was I going with that? Was I trying to make myself mad? What the hell is wrong with me? We share one heated k**s, after everything else, and I flip? Just like that?

Azai chuckled as he sat on my bed with me.

“While I’ve been a w***e?” He asked, and I nodded. “Does it bother you?” He asked.

I looked up into his eyes. “I don’t want it too.” I said.

“Because you don’t want to care about me?” I could tell he tried to keep his voice light, but I could also detect the underlining meaning behind his question.

I shook my head. “No, because you are allowed to have a past.” I told him. “It’s not very fair that I get so upset with you when Ozzy and I have had each other.”

Wow, didn’t Ozzy say something like that to me before?

“That’s different. You guys are mates, and you never expected to have another.” He told me.

I shrugged. “Reglardless, I shouldn’t get so upset about it.”

Azai laughed, and turned to face me.

“I can’t believe you went from telling me that you wanted to reject me, to admitting that you’re jealous over me. And all in one day.” He teased.

I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, yeah.”

“And that k**s. Whoa! That was a hot k**s.” Azai teased me more.

I tried to fight the smile that spread across my lips.

“Can I ask you something?” I asked.

“Anything mi alma.” Azai said as he looked into my eyes.

“How far have you and Ozzy gone?” I asked.

Azai furrowed his brow. “He didn’t tell you?” He asked.

I shook my head. “He refuses to tell me anything unless I agree to hang out with you guys. He told me ‘then you’d be able to see it, and even join in baby doll’.” I mocked in a deep tone.

Azai laughed. “Well, since you did hang out with us… We haven’t gone very far. Uhm, we didn’t have s*x, or anything..” He trailed off.

“But you made out?” I asked, and Azai nodded. “And… went further?” I asked, and again Azai nodded. “How much further?” I asked.

Azai’s deep blues darkened again. My breath hitched at the look he’s giving me. There is so much heat in his blue eyes.

“Uhhh..” He trailed off.

“Show me.” The words came out before I could stop them.

“Huh?” Azai breathed out.

“Show me what you guys did. I know I don’t have the same parts as Ozzy, but it should still work.” I said.

“Uhm.. a-are you s-sure?” Azai stuttered out.

I nodded. “It’s not like you guys had s*x right?” I asked.

Azai swallowed hard. “Right.”

“So, show me. I’m giving you permission to touch me Azai.” I said.

Azai’s eyes took on an orangey glow. A low growl came from deep within him. It only fueled my decsion more. My body is unbelievably hot again.

Azai never took his eyes off of me as his hand came to rest on my bare knee. He leaned in closer as he trailed his hand up my thigh. I parted my legs for him.

Azai’s hand reached higher, and higher. He’s moving so slowly, it’s driving me nuts. Azai broguht his lips down to my ear. My breathing started to come out harsher. I felt his lips press to my skin right underneath my ear.

“Sorry mi alma, but there is no time.” He said, and then pulled away from me completely.

Before I could argue with him, Mom came in my room.

“Time for you to leave Azai, sorry.” She announced, and then walked out.

I frowned.

Azai chuckled, and stood up. I stood with him. He leaned down, and pressed a soft, simple k**s to my lips.

“See you in the morning mi alma.”