Player vs Player

Chapter VII

The ride home was like the one up, Trixie in the front, talking a mile a minute as their father drove. The other three slept the whole way. All of the children had this problem that when they were in the car longer than 30 minutes, they fell asleep. The only way Trixie could stay awake was to not shut up.

Somehow Matt ended up with Abi's number and was pestering her. He also would send her pictures. Thankfully no dick pics, but he would send pictures of his abs, his muscles, and a cute smile or sexy smirk. Abi just replied with sassy comments the whole time. Matt was amused by her sass. He was losing this bet, he wanted her. Though he wouldn't admit it, despite how obvious it was that he was wanting her attention.

After everyone was home, Matt asked Abi to come over. She objected, saying she had a date. That made him jealous. He was silent after that. Abi changed into some of her lingerie and mind linked for Warren to come to her room. She sent a tempting picture to her mate, and then there was a knock on her door. She opened it, revealing Warren and she grinned wide. She pulled him in and kissed his neck, pushing him against the door.

She felt the nausea set in, but she swallowed it down. She can get past this. They kissed at each other's skin, following her no mouth-to-mouth rule. They rubbed against each other, hands roaming underneath clothing. Abi felt like she was going to be sick, and pushed Warren away as she ran to the bathroom, puking into the toilet. She groaned, running a hand through her hair. Warren came in, looking at her worriedly "What's going on? Are you okay?" He stroked her hair away from her face. He was always so sweet. Why did he put up with Abi?

She got up and rinsed her mouth out, sighing "I found my mate, and now anytime I sleep with someone or even try to, I get sick unless I think about him." Warren frowned deeply "You found your mate... But you're here trying to sleep with me..." Abi narrowed her eyes "Yes, I'm not ready to settle down with one person. Do you have a problem with that?"

"What? No, I'm flattered, Abi, but is your mate going to try to kill me?" Warren picked her up and pressed her against the wall "I'll try as many times as you want, just don't puke on me." Abi raised her eyebrows before she tangled her fingers in his hair, tugging harshly "He won't kill you, we have a bet on who can resist the mating bond the longest. So far he likes to kiss."

Warren hummed and the rough tug before he grumbled "Lucky him." He carried her to the bed and laid her down, but that didn't last long before she flipped them and straddled him "Don't tell me you're jealous?" Abi smirked and rolled her hips against his before feeling nauseous again. She growled under her breath "Damn nausea." Warren stayed silent and just watched her before finally speaking "It makes you nauseated to have sex with another man?"

Abi sighed and rubbed his bare chest slowly, his shirt discarded somewhere on the floor. "Yes. Unless I think of him, pretend it's him. Even then, the only other time I managed to sleep with someone after finding him, I puked after. I'm trying to get past it. No one person can handle my libido, even you Warren." He pursed his lips in thought before nodding "You can think of him." He tugged the waist band of the panties she was wearing "I'll still get to be with you, and you can beat your... Condition. How does that sound?"

He slipped his hand through her panties, rubbing her clit with his thumb in slow circles. She fluttered her eyes closed, her thoughts going to Matt to beat down the feeling of wanting to throw up. She rocked her hips slowly against him, letting out soft moans. Warren smiled, because at least he still got to sleep with her. He wished they were mates instead, she was something he didn't want to give up. He slipped two fingers into her, immediately thrusting them which caused her to moan louder.

He fingered her into an orgasm, her eyes kept closed the whole time. She didn't dare try to utter words, afraid she would say Matt's name. She fumbled with his jeans, struggling to unbutton them, but then the illusion would be over. She'd hate to puke on Warren and ruin what they were doing. So she stayed blind, eventually pulling him out. Warren hissed as she accidentally scraped him against the zipper of his pants. She bit her lip and murmured an apology. "I think I deserve a blow since you just tried to cut my dick off." He smirked, gripping her thighs. She snorted and shook her head "Do you want me to puke on you? Because that's how you get me to." She moved her panties to the side, grabbing him and managed to guide him to her.

She rolled her hips, causing him to groan. She smirked and started to ride him, letting her own moans surface. The whole time in her mind, she pictured it was Matt she was dominating. She pictured his auburn hair, and how soft it looked. His abs and how she wanted to trace them with her tongue. How he probably wouldn't let her dominate the whole time and would force her into submission before plowing into her. And she wanted nothing more than for all of this to come true, but she wouldn't let it. She had to win this bet.

It wasn't long before she had to pull off, feeling Warren tensing. She had learned his body language, and the way it felt. He was close. She grabbed him and stroked slowly, before suddenly picking up the pace. He groaned before cumming onto his stomach. He hummed and drug a nail across her thigh, causing her to shiver. "Come here." He grabbed her hips, pulling her to his face a little roughly. She gasped and gripped onto his golden hair to catch her balance. "Matthew!" Her time was scolding, but then they both went silent. It wasn't Matthew beneath her, and it wasn't Matthew that was trying to please her. She gulped before running to the bathroom, throwing up in the toilet. Illusion over.

Warren pursed his lips, watching her "Okay I can't do this. You can't look at me and you say his name. I tried Abi, I did, but I can't." He pulled his clothes on the rest of the way and left her there. She was wiped her mouth and sat against the tub, pulling her knees to her chest. He was her only hope. The only one who understood her. And now he's gone. She growled and muttered "Fuck you too.." she got up and started a bath, sighing to herself. Could this day get any worse? The answer is yes, it's going to get worse.

Because in the middle of her bath, someone came barreling into her room. She had her eyes closed and just assumed it was Warren "Changed your mind?" Only the response was a growl, one that made her knees weak and a knot form in her lower abdomen. Her eyes sprung open, meeting forest green ones. She bit her lip, pulling some of the bubbles closer to cover her before she whispered with a smile "Hi Mattie." His eyes darkened and he cupped her chin, running his nose along her neck "You know about the sensation of fire, and yet you still sleep with someone else?" He growled again "Are you trying to torture me?"

Abi licked her lips, fluttering her eyes closed. She thought it was hot that he was mad. Those growls... Abi whispered "It's working though... You came running here. Funny how our packs share a border but I didn't meet you until a few days ago." He locked their eyes, narrowing his "Stop sleeping with other people, Abi. I don't want to put you through the pain you are me."

Abi narrowed her own eyes "Don't take that tone with me. You already knew this was happening. Now get out, your wolf can only contain himself for so long. And then you'll really lose the bet." She smirked and kissed his cheek "Out." He growled and left the bathroom, but not her room. She rolled her eyes and muttered "Men are so annoying." She sunk into the bubbles. She relaxed for a while longer, but upon realizing her bedroom door never opened and closed, she stood up. He didn't leave, asshole. She drained the tub and pulled her robe on. Might as well tempt him while he's here. She tied the robe loosely, revealing a lot of her cleavage and her inner breasts, covering just enough that he couldn't get a full taste.

She strolled out to see him sitting on her bed. His eyes darkened further, trailing her body. She smirked, leaning against the door frame "See something you like, darling?" "You're seriously testing my wolf's patience, Abilene." She giggled and sauntered over, standing between his legs as she met their eyes "And lose the bet? That won't stop me from doing what I want, honey. Hate to break it to you." She gripped his shoulders and pushed him back on the bed, straddling him with a smirk. He growled, and just before he went to flip them, she slid off and swayed her hips as she walked to her closet. He went to follow but she closed the doors in his face. "Not so fast, you can't have me, babe. Not until I say you can." She grinned to herself and began getting dressed. She slipped on lacy black pants, cotton pajama shorts, and his red t-shirt that he left behind for her. No bra of course.

When she opened the doors, it looked like he was struggling to beat his wolf down. She smiled prettily at him and walked over, running her fingers through his hair. That seemed to relax him. Her smile softened as she gazed at him. He was attractive, he was sweet, and he was trying very hard not to go all cave man and throw her down to have his way with her. She would be lying if she said she didn't want him. She did, bad, but she was going to win this bet. "Do you give up, alpha?" She purred to him. He clenched his fists and took a deep breath "I'm just getting started, my little mate."