His Obsession

He's crazy

I could feel the feather-like kisses on my neck and cheek as my eyes fluttered open. "wake up my princess". Oh yeah, how could I forget I'm not in my own bed anymore. I've been kidnapped! A soft kiss seals my lips before I can properly freak out and before I know it, I'm being lifted from the bed.

A small pat on my butt leads me in the direction of the bathroom. " Here" mason gives me a bag with one of my dresses and some essentials. Wait, everything in this is mine. How did he get this? I packed it for the weekend with my friends. Where is my phone? Is it in here? I pour everything out onto the floor then spread it out. Of course, he wouldn't give me my phone, he's trying to keep me here. I quickly pack all my stuff back in the bag and head to the bathroom. While showering, I tried hard to think of a plan to escape. "Maybe I should ask one of the men from yesterday for their phone" but Mason broke one of their fingers for touching my hair, so they probably won't talk to me now.

Should I wait for a moment to take Mason's phone? No, I roughly shake my head at the thought of what he'll do to me if I get caught. I grab the towel nearby to dry myself off. "What should I do?" I slide the short pink silk dress from the bag, tugging it up my waist. The fabric gets stuck for a moment around my hips but then with a little effort, I get free. I look for my bra, but notice this dress has a crisscross self-tie halter top, which means you're not supposed to wear a bra, but how could he know that. Did he not give me a bra on purpose? I quickly searched for some panties. Surely he wouldn't forget those. With a relieved sigh I held up the undergarments.

After getting dressed, I grab my hairbrush while walking out barefoot into a hard body. "Finish princess" I really wish he would stop calling me that, but I can only look at him stunned as he leans down, capturing my lips in a dizzying kiss. His mouth is warm, and I've never been kissed before, so, I can't really compare. He grabs the clothes I've taken off and turns around to walk toward the kitchen. The men I had seen yesterday were gone. So, I'm here alone with him. I glanced around the room, choosing to sit on the couch farthest away from him. It's better to keep my distance. I grab the remote off the table, turn on the TV, then start to brush out my hair. I've always thought about cutting my hair because it's too long. It's almost touching my butt now. "Isn't that a sight" a warm breath tickles my ear and I turn around in shock. When did he get so close? How could such a big man move so silently? "You're so beautiful" was all I heard before I was picked up like a laundry bag. Instinctively, I wrapped my legs around his waist so I wouldn't fall. "What are you doi-" he molded our lips together in a melting kiss. He lays me on the counter as he roughly tears his shirt off. "M..Mason" he stares at me for a moment with a heated gaze before he grabs my hair then pulls it to latch onto my neck.

I don't have time to do anything as he lifts me up to only push me back down. He reaches underneath my dress to shove the fabric over my head, but it doesn't cooperate, and he gets irritated. I lay my hand on his chest before he gets angry "w.we can't do t..this"

He looks at me like he's thinking "who's going to stop me", raising his eyebrows, he ignores my hand and wraps his arms around my waist, taking us to the couch where he sits down with me straddling his lap. Taking my head in his hand, he brings my forehead to his lips placing a soft kiss there. It was so gentle I couldn't help but be surprised. He twirled the long strand of my hair around his finger until he couldn't twist it any more than pulled me toward him by my hair. He was big all over; I could practically see the veins on his arm pulsating. Wait, this might be my chance. If I act as if I like him back, he might let me use his phone.

I summoned all my courage and shut my eyes. My heart was beating out of control, but you can do this, Miuna, you can do this. I listen to my self-pep talk and just go for it. This is either the worst thing I'll ever do or the best. I wrap my hands around his neck then slid my fingers to his cheek and slowly opened myself up to him, giving him a small kiss. His hand goes to my butt where he squeezes so hard it makes my eyes water. Maybe this was a mistake. "Open your mouth", Mason deepens the kiss rolling us over until I'm almost being suffocated by him. "I can't breathe" he leans some of his weight off me. I think I'm about to die. His hands go below my dress where he slides his fingers along my chest until he's gripping my boob. In one moment, he was still kissing me, and the next he ripped my dress from me. "w..what, why-" his mouth replaces his fingers and a jolt runs through my body. "o..oh my gosh" I hear sounds that I've never made before come from my mouth. It's embarrassing. "I..I don't, we shouldn't be doing this. I don't even know you" In one swift moment, he lifts me up giving me a quick peck on the lips before whispering into my ear "your mine". I stared at him in confusion. "I'm yours?"

My brain becomes fuzzy and I feel like I'm about to pass out. My head falls back and he takes the opportunity to suck from my chest to my neck, finding his destination in my mouth. How could he say that he doesn't even know me and I'm not his? I belong to no one, but I have a feeling if I tell him that he'll only get angry and who knows what he'll do. He continues to pay close attention to my mouth while his hands do something else entirely. I feel rough callouses on my bare bottom and try my hardest to break away from his penetrating tongue. I turned my head to look behind me and find him trying to take off my underwear. He's sneaky, he tries to distract me with all that kissing. "I..I um don't think we should do this. I want to get to know you first" I pat myself on the back for coming up with such an excuse, now hopefully he'll buy it. "what do you want to know?" His intense eyes are unnerving as his gaze doesn't waver from me, not even for a second, "umm what about your favorite color?" His eyes slowly flick down my body and if I wasn't watching him right now I would wholeheartedly believe he was touching me, that's how intense he is "I like the color pink" As if I wasn't close to having a heart attack before, he had to add to the pace with such a line.

I rub my cheeks to keep the blush from forming "o..oh uh really" My voice becomes squeaky. aww, I hope he didn't hear it. "yeah, but what was that?' I really might throw up, my nerves can't take much more of this "w..what was what?" I'm starting to get hot. I feel my face heating up "that thing you just did". His rough hands latch onto my breast as if they were his own and starts to play with the small bud in the center. " Stop". I cover my mouth, but he leans closer, removing my fingers from my lips. "I like that sound" He smiles and suddenly, I feel like my heart stops. H..His teeth, I didn't see them last night, but he has four long ones on either side. Triple the size of a regular tooth. How does he even close his mouth to hide them? My dad is an alpha, but even his teeth aren't that huge. He could've tour right through me, but when we were kissing, I couldn't feel them at all. "hmm" He stares at me then licks his teeth making a bigger show of them "h.how do you hide them?" He continues to grope me as if it's nothing while he explains "I can retract them if I want to, they only come out when I want to bite something" I was completely shaking now. "y..you w..want to bite me?" His hands slide to my neck "of course I do, you look delicious, but I won't today, your shaking"

Today? What does he mean today? I won't let him come anywhere near me with those things. He moves to push me up and I bounce on top of his lap feeling something steel down there. "Huh" I look down to find something sprung inside his pants trying to get out. Is it alive. What is that? I gasp, how couldn't I notice this before, It's freaking huge. I hope he doesn't think we'll you know. I glance at him, and he wiggles his eyebrows. No, we can't, I can't, I won't. I cover my breast and he slaps my butt with such force I hold onto the chair to keep myself from falling "don't cover yourself from me" My butt was stinging, I've never gotten hit in my entire life, what makes him think he can do this. I glare at him, but he only watches me with icy eyes that freeze me cold. How could such a person be so intimidating? "Careful princess, don't glare at me" he smacks my butt again, but this time it was harder than before and I must bite my lip to keep from crying. "Your, mine sweetheart don't ever forget that" he rubs my butt soothing the pain he just inflicted. We stay like this for a while until I hear my stomach growling. "come on, you must be fed right"

Mason gently sits me down before getting up from the couch. He brushes his hair back, then turns to me. My goodness, he's huge, I didn't pay much attention before but he was as thick as a bear and built like one too. His body was rock solid even his veins bounced back, there were so many it looked like a tattoo. Do they not hurt? I glance down and see something equally big staring me in the face. Should I pretend I didn't see it? But he's staring at me so he watched me look at it. "uh I..I..I" Oh no, what if he tries something else, and this time with that creature in his pants. I lick my lips then instantly regret it. He fisted his hands making even more veins pop out "Girl, the things you do to me" he watches me with that hungry stare, and I can't help but gulp and turn away. "Come on" he grabs my arm lifting me up "aren't you hungry?" I nod my head.

He takes me to the kitchen where he picks me up and sits me on the counter with ease. My hair was covering my breast which I had purposely done, but he grabs it flicking the strands over my shoulder then slowly walks back while watching me "what a nice view" I'm so embarrassed I can't do anything but blush. I have never been naked in front of a man before and why'd it have to be him. I hardly know him. "Now if only you could take off that fabric between your legs then spread yourself out for me, that would be a much nicer view" Huh, I catch his eyes but he only winks at me. Is he is saying this to me on purpose? I squeeze my thighs tightly. How could he say such things to a woman? Exactly how old is he "how old are you?" he doesn't hesitate to answer "twenty-four" So, he's four years older than me. I smell bacon and my stomach begins to rumble even more. I watch as he cooks, he's actually not that bad at it, but if my food turns out to be burned, I really will explode.