Sharing A Floor With a Vampire, Werewolf and Demon

Sharing A Floor With A Vampire, Werewolf and Demon/ Chpt 29

            "Fuck." I muttered. The storm has caused a blackout, and now I was stuck with a distressed girlfriend, and fucking Ryder. 

            My eyes trailed Ryder, and I watched as he reached for his pocket, and pulled out a handgun.

            "Don't you fucking even to try," I yelled and then I pushed Dyllon behind me, and I launched myself at Ryder, our fists colliding, and the impact causing the elevator to shake. 

            "STOP!" Dyllon yelled, and our heads both snapped up at her. "Not here. Please, not here. It's so claustrophobic, and I don't want to be in here with a dead body. Please, I can't handle this right now."

            Before, I could get Dyllon, Ryder grabbed her, and then pointed the gun at her head. I watched a small tremor run through Dyllon's body, and I knew she was panicking, I could see it in her eyes, as they darted around, looking to me for help. Her lips were quivering, the lips I wanted to kiss so badly and assure that it would be all okay. The lips I wanted to violently kiss in anger from what she had said.

            He pulled her in close, and pulled her against his chest, bringing them both down towards the ground, with the gun still pointed towards her head. He sat there with a smug smile, and used his other hand to stroke her hair, and her body remained tense. 

            "I can respect your wishes, Dyllon, but can he?" He smirked. Wet hair? Smells like sea-water. Did you two have a nice day at the beach?"

            "Fuck off," I growled.

            "And only just a sweater on?" Ryder continued on. "Anything underneath?"

            Ryder slowly slid his hand up her leg, pausing at her knee, and then continuing up her thigh, reaching the hem of the sweater, and resting his hand just slightly under on her bare skin, and then he squeezed her thigh. 

            "Don't touch her." I growled. "Get your hands off of her."

            "Odd how the timing worked out. Shitty that we're stuck in an elevator, but might as well make yourself comfortable, who knows how long this blackout will last. Want to get down to business?"

            "Give her back," I growled.

            "I doubt she wants to be in your arms, you almost broke her back from that push." Ryder said, and then kissed her head. "I can't tell if she is lucky or not. I mean, she was able to escape and find help...but yet she always ends up with you. How unlucky. So why'd you push her?"

            "I said, give her back," I snarled. Ryder always knew how to test my fucking limits, and I wasn't sure how much longer I could keep my calm with how he was holding her, and placing his fucking lips on her. 

            Ryder smirked. "Why would I? You know what I want, and all you have to do is say the words."

            "You can have her," I said, trying to make it seem realistic but even I could sense the pathetic lie in that statement.

            "I'm not falling for that one," Ryder said. "But, let's see if you really mean that."

            Ryder lowered the gun down to her stomach, and brought his lips onto her neck, and started to kiss her, sucking at the exposed skin on her neck. Dyllon remained tense, and her eyes widened from his touch. I watched as she tried to jerk her head away, but he just pushed the gun closer to her, and she kept still, allowing him to continue his disgusting act.