Taken (h.s.) **EDITING**

Taken: Ch. 7

First Draft. Will be changed. Once so,  the following chapters will not make sense nor correspond with this chapter. You will be alerted when each chapter is redone.

Previously in Taken:

"I- I love you."

"Harry, I need to know you better before I say that."

"I know."

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MAYA'S POV

"Harry, what did you mean before by, 'she's mine'?" I yawn, looking up at him from his warm, bare, tattooed chest.

He sighs, speaking softly. "I- I got protective. I got protective because I have a claim on you.... I've had one since I saw you in that... dumpy... grocery store." He plants a kiss on my nose, making me blush. He chuckles, putting another kiss on the same place. I giggle.

"So what's a claim?" He smiles down at me, running a hand through his curly mop of hair.

"It's something that happens when a vampire finds who he's meant to be with, who'll complete him." He looks into my eyes, seeing my shocked reaction. "It doesn't mean you have to be with me," he gushes nervously.

I laugh at him trying to spare my feelings and make me not feel forced. Pushing back a lock of my hair that's in my face and leaning down to kiss me, he cups my chin and lifts it up so our lips can meet.

"Mmh," I moan into the kiss. God, his lips taste so good, and they're so soft.... And he's so gentle.

He wraps one arm around my waist and puts his other hand on the back of my head, pulling me onto him. Deepening the kiss he runs his soft tongue along my bottom lip, asking for entrance, which I gladly accept.

Suddenly he grabs hold of my hips and starts rocking me back and forth. I gasp into the rough kiss and put my hands against his chest, trying to push away. He doesn't notice, I guess he's too distracted.

I feel him harden beneath me and I struggle more than ever. He pulls away, surprised, and I see his eyes change from being darkened with lust to an alert, ready to fight, and rather scary blood red.

"Babe, what's wrong? Did you see something?" He sits up, pulling me with him. His bloodred eyes dart back and forth, looking for the source of my distress. He pulls me into his well-muscled, tattooed chest protectively.

I push away harshly. "Harry, I didn't see anything. I'm just... not ready."

"Not ready to what, accept my claim? Well it's a little late babe, you accepted it more than a day ago when you kissed me in that alley," he smirks triumphantly. I gasp. What!? Kissing accepts a claim!? Fuck!

"Harry, why didn't you tell me?" I fume. He puts his index finger to my lips in the universal signal of "Shh."

He looks hurt. "So you don't love me? You don't want to try!?"

"Harry, I want to love you, and I want to try, but I can't make any kind of promises!" We're both standing now, my back to the wall and his to the door, the only exit. As if I could run anyways.

Before I even know what hit me, I'm slammed into the wall, hard. I'm now sandwiched between the wall and Harry.

My face is inches from Harry's, and as I look up into his eyes, I see the profile red, but it's swirling with black. I see no hint of green, which scares me probably more than you realize. I don't think any of the Harry I was starting to love is here right now.

I back up as far as I can into the wall but freeze when I hear the iciness of his voice.

"You WILL love me," he growls. "You're not allowed to break me." He slams his hand into the wall directly beside my face, with enough force to make the wall shake and leave cracks around his hand. My head snaps to the side in surprise.

I look back at him with fear in my eyes as tears slip out, cascading down my cheeks. I resist the urge to sob.

I see him smirk before I feel his lips crash into mine, this time without any of the loving gentleness and warmth from before. He forces his tongue in and I try to refuse, but he grabs one of my hands and squeezes, a not-so-idle threat to break it.

I whimper in pain and let him have his way with the kiss as he moans happily into my mouth, his hands roaming all over my body, stopping at certain places to please himself.

He finally pulls away and growls playfully in my ear, "How about we take this a little farther, babe?" He presses his entire body closer to me, smirking and laying kisses that I don't want down my cheek and neck, one vampirically strong hand on my shoulder securing me in place against the wall.

Me being me, I let rip an earsplitting screech that I know for a fact all of the vampires in this giant bigger-than-a-mansion house will hear.

He clamps his free hand onto my mouth to silence me. Almost instantly a burning pain sears throughout my body, and my agonizing screams are muffled by his large, strong hand.

"You rejected me, no one rejects me.... So you asked for it. Blame yourself."

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A/N: EEEEEEK

I'm so sorry Mayarry lovers

this hurt me too.

DONT WORRY

Aaaaack I might have a double update today, idk. I wrote chapter eight and nine in the middle of the night two days ago and yesterday we "found" two lost dogs. Actually they walked into my back yard, and my mom was gardening and I turned around and across the yard theres two dogs behind her.

"Mom turn around." She turned around halfway and one of the dogs scooted around and she's like

"What the-"

"Mom, turn around again." She turned around and saw the bigger blonde one and

"OH MY DEAR GOD!"

But yeah I went out with a friend and her brother and walked around and then we found them as they were driving around. YAY!

echerm this chapter was really long and I shouldnt even do a "double update" because this thing is a double update on its own. Meh.

And if I get the chance I'll go on the computer later and do a bunch of italics and bolding on all my stories.

One more thing:

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