"Mate. Mine," His voice growls out, lighting me up.
I feel a warmth ignite inside me at his possessive words. I back away slightly on the rock, my sketchbook and pencil falling off my lap and on top of my backpack. I lean back, away from him, putting my arms behind me and resting on my hands.
"H-huh?" I stutter out, the mans presence frightening me.
"You are mine," He says, a lilt to his words. In a quick burst of motion, the man is suddenly in front of me, leaning over me.
He inhales my scent, and I watch as a silent shudder rocks his large frame. He makes a deep, masculine groan, successfully turning me on, before looking at me with hooded eyes. The man makes a strange sound in the back of his throat that reminds me slightly of a purr.
He reaches for me but I quickly slide away, not knowing what to do.
"Stay away, you creep!" I shout, and kick at him.
He growls at this, and reaches quickly for me, one arm snaking around my waist. He lifts me up off the rock and into his body. He cradles me against his chest bridle style.
"What are you doing? Stop!" I demand, pushing off his arms. I squirm around, and he only laughs.
"Shortcake your gonna have to try much harder if you want to get out of this," He chuckles out, dipping his nose into the crook of my neck and inhaling once more. He then starts stepping off the rock and turning around.
"What the hell?" I scream as loud as I can, "No! Put me down!" I screech, thrashing now. "Help! Help me! Rapist! Pervert! Pedophile!" I look around and don't see anyone, "IS THERE ANYONE WHO CARES?!" I realize that for some horribly and miraculous reason, no one is responding to my hysterical pleas.
I feel dizzy and dilerious. The mans scent is strange but alluring, and as it surrounds me, it makes it hard to fight him off.
I shake my head, and realize he is going to run off with me no matter how hard I try. If he is going to take me though, I need my things, "My stuff! My backpack!" I yell out, trying to point them out to him.
He pauses and then walks back, putting my sketchbook inside along with the pencil, and then easily slinging one of the straps over one of his massive shoulders. The man then begins to run through the park, specifically in the most forest encrusted parts. I try and keep my eyes open, but the wind is going by so fast, that I can hardly see a thing.
Eventually we come to a stop and I slowly peel my eyes open, looking around. We are in a concealed location, where there is a sleek black car waiting for us.
What is going on? I think horridly to myself.
"Why are you doing this?! I don't even know you! Let me go!" I shout, pounding my rather tiny fists on his chest.
"No can do shortcake," He rumbles out, "You're mine, and I always take what's mine."
"What is this? The 17th Century? I'm not yours! I'm not anybodies!" I screech, still trying to gain peoples attention, "I'm my own fucking person!"
I kick my feet around and around, and dig my nails into the skin at the mans neck, ignoring the pain in my chest from hurting him. I pull back to see my cuts, but then let out a horrified gasp as I watch them quickly heal back to normal.
"Wh-what are you?" I choke out, looking up at him.
"I'm yours," He replies, swiftly getting both me and himself into the car, shutting the door, and knocking on the drivers seat.
"I need to get back to my friends!" I shout, moving around in his hold again. I barely rotate before he turns me and looks deeply into my eyes.
"You are never going anywhere, you are mine," He narrows his eyes, pulls me onto his lap, and then smiles. His arms are securely wrapped around my waist, and my body is slid on top of his so I'm forced in his direction. There is electricity colliding up and down my spine and I can't seem to stop it, or the overwhelming urge to touch this stranger.
"Stop saying that! This is ridiculous!" I seethe, glaring at him, and shifting on his chest. "How can you not move?"
The man ignores me and instead begins to frown, "When you said you had to get back to some friends, did that include any male friends?" He grumbles out, his hold on my waist tightening. There's a weird sense of pleasure that rises through me at this mans obvious jealousy towards me with other guys.
"Um, yeah?" I say, but it sounds more like of question.
A ferocious growl rips through this mans chest, vibrating and shaking his whole body, along with mine. My eyes widen and I scream, viciously thrashing and trying to get off.
"I forbid you to see any men!" He snaps, his eyes start to shift, getting dangerously darker as time goes on until their fully black.
"B-but," I stutter, scared for my mind, before taking a deep breath, "No! You can't do that! Their my friends, and you have no power over me!"
"I beg to differ," He grunts out, before shifting me around in his eyes, pushing my hair to my right, and then bending my neck to reveal more flesh.
"Hey! What the he-" I shout before I see long, pearly white canines expose themselves from this mans mouth. I begin to scream.
He lowers himself to my neck, and yells over my screams and pleas, "I, Alpha Leonardo Ignacio, accept you as my mate and stake my claim," And before I have any time to protest, the man who goes by the name of Leonardo sinks his teeth into my skin, biting down.
I cry out in pain, before it is quickly replaced by pleasure. Lust and need begin to pusle in my vains, and I yearn for Leonardo's touch on mine, his hands, his lips. He pulls back and looks into my eyes with the same need and wanting that I feel, and I almost respond before my eyes start to flutter closed. All my energy begins to drain, and black dots start to cover my vision, everything going in and out of focus. The last thing I see is Leonardo's precious smile turn into a scared, frightened frown, and his lips mouthing words I don't understand.
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So.
How was that?
Did it peak your interest, because it did for me. I mean, personally, I think this story is going to be fantabulous.
-nerd
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