Wit's End
Aubrianne had plans for her Mate tonight. They moved about together as Zayne got his updates again when they returned, and then they prepared for her trip the next day.
Jada bunked out with Shawn and Kirrah that night.
Nevertheless, coming out of the shower, Aubrianne ordered Zayne to sit on one of the chairs in their bedroom.
Aubrianne was giddy with love -head over heels in love. The past few days with Zayne have been nothing but fantastic.
She saw her future at his side but knew they had a battle ahead. The chaos before the calm, she called it.
They had a pending problem that needed to be dealt with before they got to 'happily ever after.' And that issue was Dr. Nathan White.
Nonetheless, Aubrianne was here for it and with Zayne every step of the way, and she was not even scared, given her display when they were in danger at the parking garage.
Aubrianne knew she was not yet versed in controlling her powers, but she also knew they would come through in the end and protect her and her loved ones when needed.
Aubrianne loved Zayne's patience with her, the way he claimed her, the way he loves on her, and the way she felt safe and at home with him.
And the feeling of home was amazing and incredible. She understood the meaning of oneness.
Aubrianne thought it was nice that she could be herself with Zayne. Even her dramatic side, and he is always there to stare her mind back on course whenever she goes spiraling with her thoughts and concerns.
He could always calm and soothe her in the best ways with the simplest of actions. Little does she know how much it amuses Zayne to see her worked up.
She is the cutest thing to him - the way her eyebrows pinch and her lips pucker. He loves it and enjoys the effect he has on her when he calms her down.
Aubrianne was all set to head to Martha's tomorrow, but before that, she wanted to do a little mischief and have a little fun.
Aubrianne stepped out in a leopard print two-piece number.
The bathing suit-type top piece had red lace that tied to the back, and a red strap draped in red lace went around the neck.
Her bust was secured, and her bottom piece was a thong, a leopard-print V connected by more red-laced strings.
It left nothing to the imagination.
She wore a pair of red stilettos, and her make-up was flawless with bright red lips.
What's a little tease? Aubrianne stood tall and brave, her shoulders straightened and not hunched in like her first few dances at the beginning of her stripping days.
Besides, she'd been doing this countless times for survival in front of strangers while putting herself through college. She was eager to do this for her Mate, HER Fiance. She wanted to bring some excitement and pleasure.
Her hair flowed lusciously as she strolled slowly and seductively into the room, hips swaying.
Aubrianne glided to the music pod in the room, almost as if she were moving effortlessly on air, and then hit play. She'd already set up her tracks, connecting her phone.
The speakers roared to life, and the first song, 'Dirty Diana, by Michael Jackson, came on.
Aubrianne loved this song. It was one of her favorites to dance to back at the club because it gave her a rush. To her, the beat was sick to dance to, and the words were about a naughty seductress, so she chose it.
Sadly, she believed she had the patience to tease him for only one song.
Because she wanted her Mate desperately. She could not get enough of him.
Zayne's eyes were out of his sockets as he watched his sexy seductress mate stroll across the room like it was nobody's business, bent tantalizingly and pushing a button.
She was already tormenting Zayne. She looked so mesmerizing, alluring; there was something too intense emanating from his hot, sultry Mate.
She was exuding sex appeal on steroids.
Aubrianne moved to the beat as she modeled toward the bed. Zayne, sitting on the chair across the room, had a good view of the bed.
She would take a few steps, then stop as she rolled her hips and touched herself provocatively, hands moving over her body or through her hair until she got to the bed, staring teasingly into Zayne's blue, desire-filled eyes.
She whipped her head from side to side, up and down, and then she crawled onto the bed, jerking her body forward and back to the beat as she seduced him with her eyes and gave him faces.
Aubrianne allowed the music to take over her senses. She flowed effortlessly as she lifted one leg and placed it on the bed, her eyes fixed on her Mate, burning with need and passion.
She rolled her hips, gyrating her body as she thrust her hips forward very erotically, her pelvis almost touching the bed, and her hand moved down to touch her heat in a titillating manner.
Aubrianne's core was already moist. The desire and need for her Mate was pungent in the air.
Zayne was so tempted to go to her, but she said, "Stay there, and don't you move." He would not lie. It was taking everything in him and Aragorn.
The veins on his neck and hands were protruding, and his hands clenched and un-clenched ever so slowly, ever so slightly, as he could not wait to touch her.
He was also enthralled by her Goddess of Fire glow she got going on.
She smelt delicious. Zayne licked his lips.
While Aubrianne gently squeezed her core as she eyed her delicious Mate. Oh, how she loved this man.
She lifted her heels off the bed and stepped onto it on her knee, raising her other leg up and over her head, still moving along with the music.
Her body slid down to the bed, and she slithered upward like a gorgeous serpentine, pushing off on her knee and bringing down the other foot while her hands were stretched forward.
In one smooth motion, she turned on her sides, one hand serenely propped up her head, and she lifted one leg up to her head.
Aubrianne was enjoying the song's teasing and taunting words, and she continued, move after move as she easily thrust her hips forward, rotating her belly as she pointed her toes into the mattress with her knees pointing up in the air.
Her head tilts backward, supported by one hand. She lifts her head to stare into Zayne's hungry eyes, ruffling her hair and sending a seductive kiss his way.
Her body then slid effortlessly into a full split as she slowly raised off the bed and rotated her waistline, now moving up and down as if she was bouncing on his d1ck, which was a sweet memory for Zayne, and his stiff meat bucked in his pants for the umpteenth time since Aubrianne stepped out.
Zayne was amazed by his Mate and speechless. How did she learn to move like that?
Aubrianne swiftly switched sides in the same position, now looking at him almost like a from-behind-look-back.
While Aubrianne jumped her butt cheek strategically, moving one side and then the next, moving in time with the beat.
She then slid forward, a$$ up in the air as she teased and tormented some more, her hands brushing over her heated and soaked core.
Aubrianne clenched her pvssy, and Zayne had had it. He swiftly rose, the chair falling backward as he stalked toward Aubrianne like a beast that lived in the wild and had been caged for many years.
Now, he has found his freedom and is hungry for the head of his capture. Only this beast was hungry for his Mate.
Aubrianne paused her movements, pointing and waving a finger at him as she said, "Uh, uh, uhhh, SIT."
He felt it was a command, but surprisingly, he was almost immune to it. But Zayne begrudgingly obeyed.
Reaching for the chair, he picked it up and sat where it was previously.
Aubrianne resumed her slaughter and did a few more moves in that position. Then she got on her knees and continued her movements as she felt on her body and rotated her waistline.
Then she spread eagle before him in a sudden seductive and erotic move to the beat, and she placed her finger into her mouth and sucked on it.
She continued to eye him as she clenched her heat a few times as she ran her finger down the center of her chest, then traced her boobs and pinched her nipples.
Aubrianne continued to seductively touch her body as she exotically and tantalizingly moved down to her aching core.
Reaching her core, she thrusts her hips up and back down while she grabs her titties and moans. Aubrianne circled her bud and played with it a bit before circling her soaked entrance.
Her finger slipped in, and she moaned as she gyrated and moved on her finger. Her gorgeous eyes never left Zayne's.
All the while, Zayne continued the clenching and unclenching of his hands, only not so slightly anymore. He was at his wit's end.












