Twisting Her Fate
Chapter 37

Gabriel doesn't care about all the eyes on him as he composes himself after his outburst, trying hard to block the scent from entering his nose. He has no intention of hanging around, he has no intention of spending a significant amount of time anywhere near that scent. He walks into the usual room. "I am not going to hang around today, I will make it up to you all, but I need an outlet"

Gabriel looks around the room at the usual congregation. Three men to the countless women shoved in the room, the air is thick with ar*usal which is a welcome change from the mate scent that has been wrecking havoc on his entire system. "Which of you f*cking wh*res wants to ride my d*ck today?"

Two of the girls jump up excitedly. They have been waiting for their chance with Gabriel. He is a hard one to pin down. Sometimes he brings his girlfriend, who is so picky about who they take to bed, and Gabriel is often picky himself. They don't care about the anger radiating off the man as long as they get their chance. They don't care about the words that he has said, as all the men treat them like nothing and Gabriel is usually the good guy, they are willing to look past it all as Gabriel has a good reputation when it comes to this sort of thing, he has a large d*ck and he is talented in its use.

Gabriel doesn't even bother to look at the two before turning and stalking off. The girls hurry to catch up, stumbling in their heels behind his large strides on his long legs. Gabriel walks into the hotel without pausing at the main reception desk. Just walking straight towards the closed door. The two girls at the reception counter know that Gabriel is a regular and regulars are known well, especially one as handsome as Gabriel. Gabriel walks past the second reception desk, grabbing the room key that is already prepared for him and pointing at three girls along the glass walls, they quickly trail him into the elevator and they take it up. Gabriel doesn't touch a single one, just standing leaning against the wall, anger coursing through him, the sight of the five gorgeous, scantily clad women is not enough to pick up his mood at all.

In the room, Leilani cannot stop touching Connor. Connor's eyes flicker.

"Gabriel is in the elevator"

Leilani nods as she kisses Connor's strong chest before rushing into the bathroom to wash off all the masking spray. Connor stands with his ear pressed against the door. He can't really hear much. He assumes that they are not even talking. He can sense five human women with Gabriel.

Connor snorts a laugh. If Gabriel was smart enough, Leilani, his own mate, is more woman than he could ever need or handle. What a nightmare trying to pleasure five women would be. Connor prefers hearing Leilani scream in pleasure over and over than making a half assed effort on that many.

Leilani walks out of the shower completely naked, not even a towel in sight, shoving her clothing in the bag while Connor reapplies the masking spray. He watches as Leilani covers all surfaces with her scent, her body is so beautiful.

"Have I told you how much I like f*cking with Gabriel's mind?"

Leilani looks at Connor, who is watching her every move.

"You like f*cking with Gabriel's mind or you like f*cking me?"

"I enjoy both immensely"

Leilani winks at Connor.

"I enjoy both too"

She turns and eyes the wall of toys.

"If I had time, I would use all of them to get my scent all over them"

Connor drops his pants, revealing his rock hard member.

"I have one that is better than all of them"

Leilani laughs as she picks up a strange contraption that has dual heads and a vibrator.

"I am not sure about that"

Leilani squeals and drops it, laughing as Connor chases after her. Leilani starts to feel something, she stops and lets Connor catch her. His girth pressing hard against her back. She wiggles against him. "I can feel him"

Connor's arms increase their strength as he plasters her to his body, his scorching breath hitting her naked shoulder.

"Good babe, because I can't wait a minute longer"

Gabriel reaches up to caress his chest once more. The weird scent has sent him spiraling, but it was a welcome change from the dull aching in his heart, but now in this room the ache starts once more.

As Gabriel looks around the room at the women, the toys, the bed, he's suddenly not even sure whether this is where he wants to be. He thought that this would make him feel better, but he's not sure it is actually going to. As he views the five human women that are looking at him like hungry wolves, his interest dips to an all-time low.

"Get on the bed and start without me"

Gabriel walks to the bar pouring himself a large glass of Scotch before throwing it back and topping it up. He walks to the glass shelves and picks up a variety of toys, throwing them on the bed as the women make their way onto the silken sheets. Gabriel strips of his shirt and sits on the sofa looking at the bed, but his eyes are more glazed over than focused, he would usually enjoy this sight. He would usually be right in the middle of the mess, he would usually be shouting demands, or at the very least have his d*ck in his hand, but for some reason he can't feel a single bit of pleasure. Gabriel doesn't even want to be here for the first time in his life.

He gets up, walking to the bar with slow steps and grabs the bottle of Scotch, returning to the couch as he tops up his glass, throwing it back and topping it up as he tries to get immersed in the er*tic sounds coming from the bed.

But he is more flaccid than he has ever been in his life.

This is usually his happy space, especially when Maggie is not present, but he cannot seem to feel a shred of joy.

The dull ache in his chest turns into a roaring pain throughout his entire body as the sounds of pleasure in the room are overtaken quickly by the loud banging on the wall coming from the opposite room.

Gabriel stares at the wall that is covered with glass shelves. The banging is so intense that it moves the equipment lining the shelves.

Large pieces of rubber sway with the movement. The unmistakable rhythmic banging of s*x that seems to travel through the supposedly soundproof wall like it is paper.

The burning in his chest is so large that he struggles to even lift his shaking hand, holding the glass up to his lips sloshing a little bit of the liquid as the glass moves. All the people in the room have faded out and he just stares at the wall like he has x-rays eyes and can penetrate it.

The pain in his heart seems to come in pulses matching the rhythmic bang against the wall like it is in tune, like it is one in the same.

Gabriel is shaking so much as he grabs a bottle of Scotch. His fingertips closing tightly around the neck of the bottle as he raises the bottle to his lips. The scorching liquid searing his throat on the way down, but it is never enough to dull the pain. Gabriel stands on shaking legs as he takes stumbling steps towards the door under the curious eyes of the five women on the bed that have stopped all movements.

Gabriel somehow manages to make it to the door of the room, opening it and walking to the next room. He bangs wildly on the door. He's at best delivering half as strong punch as usual as he just can't find the strength. His wild punching is closer to aggressive knocking.

"What the f*ck? Open this door, f*cking open it right now"

His voice is a roar, but the pain is laced in it so heavily that it doesn't come out anywhere near as authoritative as he would have liked. Not that the two in the room would care about him even if he was at his best. It has been a long time since he was Leilani's alpha and she is far past taking orders from him and to Connor, Gabriel is hardly an equal.

Leilani smiles at Connor, who picks her up from against the wall and presses her back against the door as he thrusts into her harder and harder. Leilani grips his shoulders and bites into his flesh to stop herself from calling out. The banging on the door from her back equals that intense banging of Gabriel's fists on the other side. The banging goes quiet and Leilani nods.

Connor places her feet on the floor, kissing the tip of her nose as he whispers.

"You owe me baby. It is not easy to stop halfway"

They run, grabbing the bag and gathering Connor's clothes in the process as they throw open the door to their balcony, exiting the room. They shut the door quietly behind them and manoeuvre over the balustrade to jump over, landing easily on the balcony directly below theirs. They get dressed quickly and repeat the process another eighteen times before they land safely on the ground.

Connor grabs Leilani's hand as they laugh, Connor pulling Leilani close and wrapping an arm around her and kissing her on the top of her head as they walk off into the crowded area. Looking like a sweet and beautiful loving couple, no sign of the insanely rough s*x they were having only moments before. The only tell is the hard member tucked tightly in the waistband of Connor's jeans.

Gabriel's strength has returned after the banging on the door stopped. He lifts his leg. Harshly kicking open the door, leaving splinters of timber hanging off the hinges as the rest of the door skids across the floor.

He is ready to catch the culprit. He is ready to beat up some people, but when he enters the room, no one is there. The room is thick with the tropical scent that he has been smelling all day, but this one is so much more potent, it is laced thick with the smell of s*x and the smell of heavy ar*usal. So thick he can nearly taste it. It is as intoxicating as it is horrifying for Gabriel.