Chapter 122 - Makai – Jealousy (MATURE)

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Makai

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"You drive." I was barely able to get the words out of my mouth. The anger was still raging inside of me and making it hard for me to think.

"Makai?" Ocean asked me when he heard my voice.

"I am too angry to drive." I told him as I dropped my keys in his hand. "Just get us home as quick as you can, Ocean."

I could tell that I was likely to do something that I shouldn't if I didn't get home soon enough. I might go back and beat the shit out of Giovani or I might do something else, who knows.. Whatever it was that I did though, it wasn't a good idea.

Ocean unlocked the doors and I hurried into the passenger seat while he ran around to the driver's seat. He slid into the seat and pressed the button to start the engine. After he buckled himself in, he started to drive us back.

"Makai, what's wrong? Why are you still so angry?"

I could not believe that he was asking me that question. How could he not know what the problem was? I was clearly still pissed about what that fucking prick, Giovani had done. How did he not see that?

"Makai?" He called out to me again.

"I am pissed about what happened at the party." I growled the words at him and saw him flinch just a little bit.

"I..I..I'm sorry." He was keeping his eyes on the road and it was more than clear that he was feeling guilty.

"I am not mad at you, Ocean." I assured him, trying to calm him down but the anger still burned in me.

"Well, it certainly sounds like you're angry at me." He said, obviously feeling hurt.

"No." I tried to make my voice more gentle. "I am not mad at you. I am mad at Giovani. I am pissed about what he did to you. I am angry that he touched you. I am furious that he kissed you. And I am livid that even after he knew that we were together, he still made a pass at you."

At that moment there was the sound of a text message coming to Ocean's phone.

"Uh, th..that's Gio's tone." I watched as he paled and pulled his phone out. He handed it to me without looking at it. "W..will you see what it is that he wants?"

I opened his phone and pulled up the message. The edges of my vision, which had just begun to clear a little with the conversation that I was having with my Ocean turned instantly red again.

"He says 'If you ever get tired of the same old flavors, you can taste me any time', I guess he just doesn't know when to quit, does he?" I didn't think that anything was going to calm me down right now.

"Don't worry, babe, I will always prefer my oranges and cream." Ocean's tone of voice was very heated when he said that. I could tell that he was talking about me in a sexual way. Not to mention that, this was the first time that he had ever called me babe. That made my body instantly react and I felt the fit of my jeans tighten to a pleasantly uncomfortable level.

OK, I guess there was one thing that would be able to calm me down and sate my jealousy fueled emotions. When I heard those words coming from my mate's mouth, I literally felt a switch flip inside of me.

I couldn't stop myself, I leaned across the center console in the car and pressed my lips against his neck.

"M..M..M..Makai?" He stuttered in shock when I started to kiss him. "What are you doing?"

"I need you, Ocean. I have to have you."

"Can't it wait until we get home?" He asked as a shiver ran through his whole body.

"No, it can't. I have to feel you now. I have to touch you now."

"We're almost there, come on, just wait. What the hell has gotten into you?" He seemed confused for a moment, but I ran a hand down his stomach until I could cup his growing erection and he seemed to forget all about it as he moaned.

"Aren't you happy about this, Ocean? I am so intensely jealous over you that I need to physically show you how much I love you and reaffirm our connection with each other." My mouth was still pressed against his neck as I spoke, and the feel of that much had tickled because he squirmed a little bit, enough that the car jerked just the tiniest amount.

"S..s..stop!" He snapped at me. "We're about to pull into the driveway, don't make me crash." He wasn't exactly happy with me at the moment, with how the car had swerved and all.

"I won't be able to hold back for long, Ocean. I need you. I have to have you."

"Well, make it wait until I'm not driving anymore." He snapped at me.

I didn't do anything too bad while he drove us into the garage, but I didn't take my hands away from him either. I couldn't bear to break the connection between us. I needed his warmth to reaffirm that he was here with me.

When he parked the car and hurried out of his door, I felt the loss intensify the need inside of me by ten times at the very least. He had pulled away from me when I still needed to touch him and the emptiness made me feel like I was going to explode, and not in a good way either.

I hurried out of the car and caught Ocean by the arm as he tried to hurry past me into the house.

"Makai?" He asked as I pushed him against the car door and pressed my lips to his. I was bound and determined to have him right here and now.

"Ocean." I called his name when I broke the kiss, my lips hovering over his. I felt my dick tighten with just the thought of him.

"What are you doing? Let's go inside."

"I can't wait that long." I told him as I ripped the shirt that he was wearing open. No matter that I just ruined my own shirt, causing the buttons to fly in every direction.

"Makai?"

I was too far gone to stop. I needed him right now. I didn't care that we were still in the garage and pressed up against the car. I needed him right now.

I was already unbuttoning his pants and pushing them down along with the boxers that he had on under them. After that I pulled him forward just long enough to spin him around and tilt over the hood of the car.

After pushing my own pants down, I positioned myself at his entrance and prepared to enter him. I didn't want to hurt him though, jealousy-fueled sex fog clouding my brain or not, I knew enough to know that I didn't want to hurt the man that I loved.

I started to press and massage his opening while encouraging his body to make its own natural lubricant for us. After a moment or two he was moistened up enough that just me pressing lightly against his opening had me sliding inside of him easily.

"OH GOD!" I cried out at the pleasure of him squeezing me tight.

"NGH!" He moaned in pleasure as I slid all the way inside of him.

"I love you." I leaned forward and whispered into his ear from behind before I pulled back slowly, letting him open for me more easily.

When I pushed forward again I did so with a lot more speed and force.

"AH!" He cried out again, his body arching as he pressed his ass against me trying to feel more of the pleasure.

"Yeah, that's it, move with me, Ocean. Rock your hips like you're the waves of the ocean that I am riding." I encouraged him to move with me as I pulled back again. He did as I asked and shifted his hips just a little bit. When I slammed into him again he threw his hips at me, deepening our contact and making us both cry out this time, our moans mingling and echoing back to us in the large garage.

We continued that rhythm, moving together like two beings crashing into each other with natural waves. It was intense, hot, and just what I needed. I had needed to feel him, to prove that he was still here with me. I had needed to prove that he was still mine. I had needed to show him how much I needed him.

I fucked him hard and fast, and it drove us both to the peak of pleasure. We were both about to come together. Even in my haze though, I knew that I had to do something, I couldn't let him finish exactly as he was. I pulled his jeans up just a little but right in time for him to finish and his whole body to spasm around me. His load exploded into his boxers while I exploded inside of him.

We panted together for a minute or two before I pulled out of him. 

"I am sorry, Ocean, I needed you too bad to be gentle." I apologized with my mouth right by his head.

"Shut up and let's get upstairs." He spoke breathlessly as well. 

"What?" I asked him, confused.

"I'm not ready to be done yet." He snapped at me. "So, if you want to make it up to me, get upstairs and fuck me again." With that he kissed me, hard and passionately.

Well, who was I to deny my love what he wanted? I hurried up the stairs with him and gave him what he wanted, again and again. We both reaffirmed our love to each other throughout most of the night.