His little protector (Mxbxb)

Rayn (3)

Rayns pov

"Look at this pathetic little fucker." Master spit as he pulled me out of my kennel.

I only growled. I would put up a fight as best I could every-time I was with a new owner. It was years till I started giving up.

"Get out here." He grit out as I pushed my palms into the floor to stop him from pulling me out. He let go as his boot collided with my ribs.

I crashed into the back of my kennel pain jolting through my body. I grunted before I pounded onto his face. My claws dig into his face scratching it roughly. I took it as my chance and ran.

I didn't make it.

I never did.

He grabbed my tail with anger, his steel toe crashed with my small body again. He stomped on my back.

"Please kill me - don't let me live. I don't wanna wake up." I muttered.

He didn't hear it. I know he didn't.
He continued beating me, my skin ached, my body hurt, as I bled out. I wanted to die.

I felt him drag me across the cold cement my skin burned. I felt a burning heat onto my tail. The smell of burning fur filled the air.

I shouted in pain as the fire burned off my fur on the tip of my tail. Master laughed holding a match.

I wanted to die, I was hoping on everything I would die.

I was shaken awake. Gasping for air.

My lungs were closing - I couldn't breathe.

I barely heard what Andy was saying, it was all mumbling.
Why is he touching me? I don't deserve that. He shouldn't be touching me. I'm so gross and don't deserve that.

"Shit - breathe." He stroked my ears. Which made me shake my head.
My body ached, as my nightmare was more of a flash back, than a dream. My head was pounding.
"I-I need it - I need to fix it!"

I wasn't gonna be able to push this off, I began scratching roughly at my wrist, my nails digging into my forearms.

He grabbed my wrist roughly, with dominance and authority.

Why was he touching me!
He shouldn't be touching me!

"D-don't touch me! I'm gross and-and disgusting!" I cried out. With that sentence he placed his hands around my small body and pulled me into his chest.

He smelt amazing - like unbelievably good, he had a sweet smell of freshness, I knew he had showered not too long ago yet he had a faint smell of cigarettes, I could smell him for hours. That was probably creepy...

He stroked my back, comforting me silently.
It made me want to cry harder.

I don't know if I even remember the last time someone comforted me.

It was so peaceful. I fell back asleep almost instantly.

When I woke up the next morning my eyes were puffy from crying. Blushing immediately as I realized the attractive man was holding me to his chest, his mouth was parted slightly as his eyes were shut.

I glanced down the see his bare chest rising and falling at a perfect rhythm.

It gave me a chance to take in all his beautiful ink that swirled his chest.

He had a dove along his right pec with small flowers in its mouth. It was very pretty.

He had a skull and rose that swirled up his torso from his left side.

He had other swirls, waves and crosses scattered across his body. I couldn't help but trace the wave on his torso, his skin was smooth and soft.

His eyes fluttered open as he gently placed his large hand around my wrist.

"Sorry! I'm sorry. I just - got erm carried away!" I spit out quickly.

"Shhhh." He placed my hand back onto his chest, closing his eyes sleepily as my cheeks grew a flush red, I watch his face as he rested.
My tail swayed with happiness, I couldn't control it.

His eyes jolted awake glancing at my tail.
He chuckled softly.
"Let me see." His voice was deep and harsh, it was quite sexy, but I wasn't gonna say that.

"Nu uh." I said nervously.
"Why not? You're beautiful, I just wanna see."

I flushed at his words which caused butterflies in my stomach "I-it's been ruined - and you can't touch..." I whispered, watching the floor. "-I shouldn't even be here with you!" I mumbled.

"I swear I won't touch - and I don't care." He reassured.

I swayed my tail into view, his eyes lit up.
"It's so beautiful, just like you." He brushed his thumb across my cheek.

I quickly laid it flat so he couldn't see it.
I watched the ground carefully as he sat up.

"Are you hungry?" He asked as he stretched his arms out making me fall onto the bed between his legs.

I shook my head - just as my stomach growled giving everything away.
I glanced up with innocent lies.

He gave me a scary glare and leaned over so we were face to face. He grabbed my chin.

"We don't lie, little one."

"S-sorry. I don't need food, that's the truth. Do you have a master for me? O-otherwise I'll go!"

"Absolutely not!" He growled, making me squeak.
"I mean - you're gonna eat first, then erm I'll call some friends." He gave me a gentle smile before he quickly turned around grabbing a shirt and walking downstairs. Leaving me slightly speechless and alone.

I hesitantly followed after him, hearing clinking of pots and pans.
He was standing over the stove cooking, shortly after he handed me a plate with eggs, some bacon and toast. My mouth watered. I haven't had food like this since my mom died.

"Shit - I-I can eat this? Like it's mine?" I spoke softly.
He furrowed his eyebrows a frown formed on his face.

"Yes hun, please eat." I didn't have to hear it twice. I instantly began munching on the best meal I've had in years.

He left the kitchen pulling out his phone. He didn't say anything so I wasn't sure if I should follow him.

I didn't want to be nosy since I'm already overdoing my stay.

I just haven't been treated this gently in years, I'm getting carried away....