Blood, Love & Fear

Chapter 2

Ezra’s POV

From the moment I saw her struggling with her locker this morning I knew I was screwed. I could sense her from the parking lot, the second I got out of my car I felt it in my chest, in my core… and I instantly heard my mother warning me to be nice and to not scare her. I know she’s not like me, not like this town… I know I have to protect her, shield her as long as possible, she’s not some weak little thing; I can feel that... But still she doesn’t deserve to just be thrown into all this without it being her choice, without carefully and properly being introduced to everything… but she will be mine and when she is, she’s never leaving. My mom thinks she’s so slick sticking us together like this, little does she know I would’ve taken her under my wing without any meddling. I’m not like those i***t who take this kind of blessing for granted, the fact that my mother of all people thinks I need to be pushed into it makes my blood boil… then Danielle speaks… The sound of her voice is intoxicating, I could listen to her all day and night, the way her ocean blue eyes shift with the light sends shivers down my spine and all my blood straight to my d**k…her scent makes me want to drop to my knees and be at her every command. It’s taking all my energy not to take her in every inch of this school… not to rip her acid washed jean shorts off her perfectly round ass and devour her for the whole school to hear, her endless legs clamping around my neck… not to take that band t-shirt she’s wearing and tie her wrists together exposing her hypnotic chest for me to bury myself into and never come up for air… goddess how badly I need to hear my name from her perfectly pink pouty lips… i need to leave my marks all along her silky ivory skin claiming her… she has no idea how beautiful she is… she’s strong, funny, beautiful, smart as hell and that attitude she has, makes me need her all the more. Danielle Brown has me wrapped around her perfectly slender finger and she doesn’t even know it yet. I can feel how uncomfortable this is for her meeting my group, I just want to hold her and tell her to relax, I’ve already warned my guys to keep their eyes and any bullshit comments to themselves… I don’t know if I’ll be able to hold back if they disobey… every guy in this place is watching her and every time I catch them it’s more sparring time with me so they remember who the f**k she belongs to, even if she doesn’t know it yet…