Passion

Chapter 3 (F)

You flinched under the glowing stare of the Incubus behind you. The feeling of eyes piercing you distracted you from thinking of a way to escape him.

You slammed your fork down and glared at him. " The fuck is your problem?!"

He continued to stare for a quiet moment before speaking, as his tail swished gently behind him. "Calm down, mate,"

You groaned as the tattoo on the back of your shoulder started tingling. You began to scratch and pick at it as the sensation increased. You threw the table knife next to you with gritted teeth at the demon.

His tail easily caught the blunt object and tossed it aside. The tingling, itching sensation had stopped, though.

You growled at the monster.

Luscious said nothing as he stood and walked towards you.

You picked up the plate of food and threw it at him.

As you smashed the plate, he easily avoided the flying chunks of meat, rice and vegetables.

You wielded a bigger shard, like a dagger, in your hands, ignoring the pain of the sharp material gradually slicing your palms open.

He stopped about 3 feet in front of you.

You took up a fighting stance with the makeshift weapon as he cocked his head to one side.

If he were only human, this would be cake walk for you. This, however, was an unknown creature with few known abilities. He was stronger and faster than you to an insane degree. This was an amusing game to him and nothing else. It was useless to fight him but old habits die hard. Your instinct was to fight and resist against your crazy captor no matter the odds.

Why wasn't violence the answer to most problems?

You evaded to the right as he tried to grab you.

There was a sudden jerk on your dominant hand as his tail twisted your wrist, making you drop your weapon with a yelp.

The same appendage now dragged you into his open arms as he embraced your struggling body.

His tail brought your arm to his mouth. Prying open your fisted hand quickly, his long tongue escaped its cavern to caress the fresh wounds.

He moaned at the taste of your blood and sighed in relief as he watched your wounds heal.

You panted, exhausted from your efforts to resist, as he released your hand, his tail wrapping snugly around your waist. Another failure.

A gasp escaped you as large black leathery wings sprouted from his back and began to flap. You held unto him for dear life as he rose into the air towards the master bedroom. You scratched at him while protesting the entire way.

You sighed as your body bounced on the bed. You sat up as he shuffled in the closet searching for something.

You slowly moved to the edge of the bed to dash for the door.

"Don't move a muscle," Luscious ordered.

You scoffed and tried to move to run. Unfortunately, your body wouldn't obey you. Every muscle felt rigid, and any movement caused little throbs of pain.

You groaned as Luscious approached you with a bottle and a fisted hand.

He flipped you onto your stomach and handcuffed your arms behind your back.

You felt him bend over you and whisper in your ear. "You are a violent, disobedient, pure, little mate, aren't you?"

You remained silent and bit your lip at the sensation of his warm breath on your sensitive ears. He blew and nibbled on your earlobe, causing you to moan aloud.