His Mortal Lover

Chapter 1

"Wake up."

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"WAKE UP!"

Luna jumped recollecting herself before looking to see who had yelled at her. It was a young man, maybe around her age. Black hair and tan skin with pale yellow eyes. He had a chain in his hand... there was blood on it.

"Get up." A command none the less. There was no choice in his words so she carefully stood up, her muscles protesting her movements. He whipped her around before tying the chain around her neck like a dollar store collar.

"Let's go." He sneered, tugging the chain. She fumbled a bit but reluctantly followed. It was dark, dark but she could make out the walls and details around her. She was in some fancy house... a mansion maybe. She would have remembered a mansion being close by... meaning one thing.

She was no where near home...

She whimpered as the cold metal brushed against her skin. She took a moment to look at herself only to find she wasn't in her clothes anymore... she was in a long silk white gown, her undergarments clearly tossed away that her buds now poked through the gown in response to the cold. Cold fear settled into her bones, her mind whirling with endless possibilities, her eyes wide with panic.

"I can smell your fear from here..." The man groaned... it sounded like he was pleased to know she was scared.... She will not pleasure him any further as she suppressed her panic and used it for strength instead. She will fight tooth and nail to get out of what only can be a s*x trafficking prison.

"Here we are." He grunted, his past amusement clearly evaporated as she settled her fear and panic deep within her. He swung open the wide double doors to reveal another bed room. It was drowned in black and red with small hints of gold. The enormous king sized bed lay before her, black covers with black and gold pillows almost seemed welcoming. The black curtains covered any sunlight that could creep in, a black rug with gold flakes soothing her aching feet. Though what really caught her attention was another young male, lounging on-top of the bed.

He was... the most handsome guy she has ever seen... his milky chocolate skin radiating from the chandelier above. His bright yellow eyes staring right into her soul from across the room. He had his hair up, long dreadlocks falling to his shoulders. His hair was black that seemed to fade into blonde at the very ends. He was wearing black sweatpants, lowered to show off his perfect V line. His body was slim, his shirt discarded to the chair that sat next to the bed. His chest was well sculpted, he wasn't as buffed as the other males were, but she found him perfect... the beginning of an Ab line forming on his abdomen, his muscular arms rippling as he raised his and a motioned the man to come forward.

The chain around her neck was tugged on again as she was led straight toward the god that laid on the bed before her. She gulped in the air she seemed to be holding, sweat dripping from her neck.

"This is the newest one we got. We thought you might like her..." the man said before the gorgeous hunk took the chain from him, pulling me close to the bed frame where his eyes devoured my every curve.

"Leave." Was all he said before the other man left the room, smirking as he shut the doors.

The man before her clicked his tongue, assessing her features. She was short, maybe 5'2 with dark blonde hair and chocolate brown eyes. She wasn't very fit, but she was slim with quite a few curves in the right places. Her skin was almost pale, only a slight hint of her ever being outside remain in the slight tan she bore. Her chest was of a decent size... if not full. Her rear complementing the size.

"Stunning..." He murmured caressing her cheek. She whimpered at his touch, though something about her couldn't resist... she wanted more...? No, stop Luna... she thought shaking her head violently. No you will not be seduced by this man.

She glared at him, smacking his hand away which only earned a rough tug on the chain. Her skin threatened to bruise with the amount of pulling they were doing.

"Behave." He murmured as he pulled the chain lighter this time, to motion her onto the bed... He laid back as she was in a low crawling position between his legs, her head angled to look up at him as he wrapped the chain around his hand. "Good girl."

His voice was so husky... smooth and soothing. She felt like she was in a trance as her body betrayed her and suddenly she was getting a warm, filling sensation in her abdomen. He seemed to sense this as his eyes flickered from yellow to red. She was indeed entranced... it only took her till this moment to realize it.

He pulls her to him by the chain and begins to lick the dip in her neck where the shoulder meets. A groan escaping her lips before she gasped as he struck his canines into her, draining her of her most valuable essence. She started to feel warm, her body growing numb. The man started to retreat his canines as he licks the access blood around the entrance wound.

"God you taste so sweet darling." He whispered into her hair, his hands roaming her waist. "You humans always taste so sweet when your lustful." He chuckled as he draw away from her, shoving her with little force, but enough to send her to the end of the bed. He was wiping her blood off his mouth before he whistled.

The man from before returned, bowing deeply. "You called?" He said with such obedience that it wasn't hard to tell who was in charge here.

"Bring her back to her room, Seth. And make sure she drinks more water." The handsome man said before tossing my chain to him. "And for crying out loud, get her a collar, that chain is going to leave unattractive bruises on her neck." He muttered before getting up to put his shirt back on.

"As you wish, Rory." The male mused as he held her chain and started to lead her back to her room.

Rory...

What a wonderful name she thought, repeating it over and over again in her room as she loved the way his name slid off her tongue.