The Rebel

Chapter Three-Unedited

I struggled harder, the scent of blood hit my nose, I could feel the hot liquid trailing down my arms. He kissed my neck, I wanted moan but I just kept trying to get out of these handcuffs even though I knew I never was unless he let me.

He kissed right under my jaw, "what did I say about cursing kitten?" he asked and began trailing kisses down my neck. I began panting as he got closer to the spot where he would mark me. He grabbed my jaw tilting so he could get better access to my neck. He hit the spot and I involuntarily relaxed and my eyes fluttered shut, my stomach knotted up and I stopped breathing.

Noah chuckled and my eyes flew open, I realized what I did. I was helpless; I could punch him or kick him or anything. I literally couldn't do anything, but I wasn't necessarily telling him to stop either. I wasn't going to reject him like I wanted to, I didn't want to die. I guess I'm just severely fucked.

Noah kissed me again, there was nothing I could do so I just gave into my instincts, hoping he would know I didn't want to be marked or claimed. Hell I would stop him before that happened, he'd get what he wanted and then leave me to think of a way out of here.

I relaxed against him, closed my eyes, and tilted my head so he could get better access. He sucked on the sensitive spot causing me to moan, he took that as encouragement and sucked harder and then playfully nipped the spot scraping his teeth across it, I moaned his name.

"I love it when you say my name" he told me his voice deep and seductive. A shiver racked through my body at his words. His hands trailed down my body leaving a trail of fire and goose bumps. A slow clenching my stomach began from the want of him. I knew my panties were soaked he stopped assaulting my neck and froze. He breathed deeply

"Mmmmm" he sounded from the crook of my neck, he licked the hickey I knew was there.

"New hormones" he said, just laying his head on my shoulder taking deep breaths. I was panting, I slowly opened my eyes and tried pulling my arms down only to hear the sound of the handcuffs hitting the metal of the headboard.

"Shit" I muttered quietly without thinking. I swear my mouth has no filter.

He got up and turned to the bathroom I heard the shower come on but I wasn't paying much attention. I was still panting and trying to get my heartbeat under control. I leaned my head back against the headboard and closed my eyes.

"fuck" I breathed thinking about what just happened. How could I let the man who killed my mother kiss me? And how could I like it? And damn did I like it. How could I do that? I opened my eyes kicking the bed and clenching my jaw. Some daughter I am.

Noah came back in and came towards me, I watched him closely, hoping my eyes showed my hatred towards him. Is it possible to like and hate someone at the same time? He pulled a key out of his pocket and unlocked the handcuffs, he shot me a don't try it look. My eyes darted for the door but he seemed to be one step ahead of me.

"Don't try it" he told me, I just growled lowly and waited to see what he was doing.

He took my arm and pulled me off the bed, he pulled me into the bathroom.

"What the hell are you doing?" I asked him.

"I figured you'd want a shower" he answered. I looked for a window, unfortunately there wasn't one, but this was a pretty nice bathroom. The shower was on and steam was coming out of it. I turned around looking at him expectantly. He motioned for me to go ahead. He leaned against the counters.

"Aren't you going to leave?" I asked hardly.

"No, I don't want you to... uh try anything" he answered.