Perseous's Human Mate

A Real Conversation

We arrived back at his mansion as soon as a car picked us up. I don't even know how he called the car seeing as he had me trapped in his arms the entire time. The situation was very familiar, me straddling his lap while he was in his fancy leather chair.

He was waiting. And I was gathering the courage to ask questions.

I couldn't look him in the eye, I couldn't look him in the face at all. Once I looked down I felt a deep growl vibrate from under me.

"Look at me."

I squeezed my eyes shut.

His growl deepened," Look. At. Me."

I bite my tongue still keeping my eyes locked shut.

He tried to do the trick from earlier, pressing his fingers against my inner thigh. I kept my eyes shut like they depended on it. When he didn't succeed I felt his body grow hot under me.

"God dammit!" He yelled, followed by the sound of wood cracking. His fist met the desk I imagined.

"My Hazel I would never hurt you. Open your eyes," he said, I could tell he was trying to keep himself under control.

"You killed him," I peeped out. My eyes still locked closed.

I felt his body tense under mine. "He was going to kill you," he said as if that was reason enough.

"You could have locked him up or something!"

The hands around my hips tightened,"I kill if I want to kill." I didn't say anything, my eyes were still shut tight. After a while I felt him lay a kiss on my neck.

My body went rigid with anger," Don't touch me!" I yelled, flinching as far back as I could. The hands on my hips kept me from leaving. And I hated it.

A growl tore threw his body as he grabbed my chest slamming it to his. From there he assaulted my neck with head spinning pleasure. I hated him.

I wanted to push him away but my body betrayed me pressing into his lips. I bit my tongue hard to keep a moan contained. The Sparks overwhelmed my skin in a blissful sensation. His lips were like needles, stitching the Sparks together until he had a quilted piece of art.

Percy trailed his hand like fire down my leg, God he knew how to make a girl hot. His other hand held my hips in place as he assaulted my lower core with grinding motions. I couldn't hold back a moan as he deepened the neck kiss. My breath hitched at every attack he made. My body told me to react, I craved to touch him.

My moan triggered a lustful growl from him. He pressed my body harder to his, I could feel the tingles through our shirts but it wasn't strong enough. God! Why was I thinking this way!

He ripped my body from his, both our breathing heavy. I stared at him, wide eyed. His eyes were black with hunger, mine were shamefully confused as to why he stopped.

"What you felt. What you feel, only I can make you feel," he said in a rushed tone. He grabbed my hand, he traced circles on my skin. The Sparks ignited at his touch. "The tingles, the Sparks. You only feel them with me."

He grabbed my hips again drawing me closer," your body craves me. It wants me. You feel the pleasure you feel because your my mate. We're mated for life. There is no changing it, no reversing it. You are mine forever and always."

I gasped, no words coming out.

He leaned in close, his words coming out a growl," no matter where you run I will always find you. So Stop. Fighting. Me."