Sold To The Beast (On hold)

Chapter Four

Hans did his best to repress a groan as the scent of her arousal wafted towards him once again. Her leg wrapped around his waist, his hand wrapping in her hair, he forced her head back. His two natures were warring against each other. His primitive wolf wanted to take her now, make her scream his name. His more in control side pleaded with him to wait, wanting her to beg for it.

Her eyes widened, filling with a delicious mixture of  lust and fear. She didn't quite seem to know WHAT she wanted. Hans was generally a man of control, one of patience. But something about Eve made him want to cut loose the cord of control. If he did that, however, he feared he would harm the girl.

Once again, she sucked her bottom lip between her lips as she tried to decipher exactly what it was that she wanted. He growled with slight impatience. His free hand slid down to one of her bare breasts, cupping it. God she was stunning.

Her eyes fluttered closed, her breath hitching, as his fingers toyed with her erect nipple. She moaned a bit, back arching slightly. She certainly was sensitive. Hans had never been with anyone as sensitive as her.

God, he wasn't sure how long he could contain himself. The way she writhed beneath his touch; it made him want more. He loomed over her, she was tiny compared to him. It wouldn't take much for him to fill her...just one swift movement and she would be his.

Suddenly, there was a noise from the doorway. Hans jerked his head up, meeting the gaze of another of his recently acquired slaves: Mira. Of course, he had bought her for an entirely different reason. He'd come across her at the Market and had been filled with outrage that someone would sell such a young creature like her. She wasn't even a woman yet; just a child of fourteen years old. How could someone ever consider bedding someone of her age? It was disgusting.

"Mira...I am a little bit busy. Whatever it is, will have to wait," He growled.

The girl showed no emotion at having caught the pair in such a compromising position. Perhaps she was accustomed to such sights. "Forgive me, Master. But you have visitors. They appear quite agitated and refuse to leave."

Hans growled again, turning his attention back to Eve, "To be continued, my pet." He sighed, removing himself from the girl, "Mira, see to it that Eve is shown to her room and given all that she may desire."

Mira nodded as Hans stalked past her, his rage boiling. Whomever was at his door better had a damn good reason for interrupting him. As he neared, his footsteps slowed as a somewhat familiar scent filled his nostrils. He'd recognize that scent anywhere. It bore a striking resemblance to the smell of the girl he'd left breathless on his counter top.

Two men stood near the front door. Apparently, the pair had taken it upon themselves to enter his home. That only infuriated him further. The pair turned towards him as he approached and he suddenly had an urge to rip out their throats. They weren't Sirens, as they were only Female. But they were definitely of the Elven persuasion, given away by the pointed tips of their ears.

"Gentleman. What can I do for you?" He asked, doing his best to remain calm.

The older of the two took lead. "Earlier today, you purchased a Siren by the name of Eve. There seems to be quite a mix-up. It would appear the family has regretted their decision and would like you to return the girl immediately. They are happy to refund you the amount you paid for her, of course.

Hans almost laughed at the audacity of Eve's family. They were the ones who cast her aside and now, upon learning that he was the one who'd purchased her, decided they would rather have her with them. It was ludicrous.

"No." 

"No? What do you mean, no?"

Han's shoulders lifted in a half-hearted shrug, "Exactly what I said. The answer is no. Eve belongs to me now. If ever a time comes when she desires to go, she is free to do so. But I will not turn her over to the same people who sold her to Market in the first place. Now, I assume you know your way out?"

He turned his back on his guests when he is suddenly grabbed by the arm by one of the elf's. "You are making a mistake." The elf warned.

Hans laughed in his face, "Oh, far from it, sir. Now, if you would be so kind as to get the fuck out of my house before I decide to separate you from those pointed things you call ears."

The elf did the wise thing and took a quick step back. Hans nodded approval and set out to find just where Mira had placed his lovely new prize. He had spoken the truth to the elf. If Eve ever decided she no longer wished to remain in his home, he would see to it that she was properly taken care of. He'd done the same with countless others before her. Though he would be saddened by her departure even more so than the rest.

It didn't take him long to sniff her out. The smell of her arousal filled the house and made him most eager to find her. This time, there would be no distractions. He would make sure of that. He approached the door that led to the strongest of her scent.

He quietly opened the door and stepped inside, closing the door behind him. He heard the sound of running water, a grin spreading across his face. He knew exactly where to find her. He approached the door to the bathroom, his own arousal growing with each step. There would be no escape for her now. He would have her. He would make her beg for him to ease her suffering.