Escaping Him

Damen's

“You can’t keep me here.”

I narrowed my eyes at her. She can’t escape me. I won’t let that happen.

“Is that a challenge?” I chuckled at her.

I watched the way she looked down on her lap while fidgeting with her fingers. She was a mess. Her dress was torn with dirt smudged all over and twigs sticking out of her tousled mane. How could someone be so dirty and still look sexy as hell. I hated what she was doing to me. I’ve never felt so frail and it was all because of her. I should hate her for that. She picked her chin up to look me dead set in the eyes.

“Do you want to wash up?” I asked her.

She shook her head side to side. I sighed and walked over to her. Looking down at her, was she even worth all this trouble? Why is she making this so damn hard? I groaned out while bringing my palm down the side of my face.

I bent down in front of her reaching my hand towards her shoulder. Her skin was soft under my touch sending tingles through my fingertips. I noticed her reaction. Her cheeks were flushed and her breathing quickened. I could feel my eye’s changing color from the smell of her arousal filling up the room. I traced my fingers down her arm hoping to spike her arousal even more.

“What are you doing?” I heard her whisper.

I brought my face closer to the base of her neck tracing my lips above her skin to her earlobe. I gently nibbled the side of her ear and brought my lips back to her earlobe adding more pressure to the bite. I used my other hand to wrap around her waist and pushing her against my chest. She let out a loud throaty moan breaking me out of the spell. I moved my face away to observe her for a second. I decided on picking her up off the floor carrying her in my arms towards the restroom, the contact sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. She thrashed in my arms trying to escape.

“Stop struggling. It’s no use.” I mumbled.

I managed to open the door leading to the restroom.

“You’re so dirty.”

“Whose fault is that?” She screamed out.  I winced at the sound.

“Quite down, will you?” I groaned out.

“First you kidnap me, almost get me killed, and now you want to quite me?” She screamed out even louder than before. I rolled my eyes at her. Could she be any more annoying?

I tossed her in the shower. I watched her as I pulled my shirt over my head and then pulled down my pants with the boxers. I could see the hardness of my d**k with the tip pointing at her. It looked as if her eyes bulged out of their sockets. She looked towards my chest. I noticed a look of lust reflecting in her eyes as she moved down. She snapped her eyes back to mine. She took steps back stopping once her back hit the wall. I walked into the shower closing the door behind me.

“What happened, kitten? Where’d all the attitude go?” I smirked down at her.

“Shut up.” She said while looking up at me.

I felt my blood go up. Did I just hear right? I could feel my eyes going black. I felt anger and lust pulsing through my body from those two words. I was in disbelief. I shook my head with irritation while never letting her leave my sight. Out of anger I tore off her clothes then flipped her over. I heard a gasped. But that didn’t stop me. I shoved her against the wall with her back against me. I could feel my erection pushing against her back. “Do not disrespect me,” I growled in her ear while placing my palm on her lower belly and my other placed below her breast. I heard a whimper from her as I brushed my hand down against her folds while forcefully groping her breast. I placed my mouth over her shoulder biting down. Moving my finger above her c**t barely adding pressure.

“Wait,” she moaned out.

I didn’t bother listening. I needed to punish her. Sending out waves to stimulate her desire, I rubbed her c**t in a faster pace as she started withering in my arms. She grabbed my hand trying to move it away from her c**t. I picked her up in the air making her feet leave the ground causing her to move her hands to the wall for balance. The tip of my d**k was in a perfect position brushing against her p***y every time she tried moving. I picked up my pace while pinching her n****e and leaving more bite marks on her shoulders.

“Oh, Damen.” She breathed out once my d**k was pressed at her entrance. I could feel her greedy body trying to thrust itself down. She was about to c*m, I could sense it. I was going insane with the need to feed off her. The dreams wouldn’t cut it anymore, it was making me week. I needed the real deal.