Coven of Power

Kisses

(Inklings of rape)

Izzy's POV
I didn't exactly think Alec would be tagging along on our shopping trip. I definitely didn't think I'd end up walking alone on dark streets.
"Hey babe..cm'here." Slurs a guy from behind me. I don't turn around and I keep walking, faster this time. My heart rate quickens with my pace. "Hey! Don't ignore me!" He suddenly screams and tackles me from behind. I fall and it hurts, I know I'll be bruised later. I scream for Jane and Alec, hoping they'd appear immediately. They don't. I smell the alcohol on his breath and see his glazed eyes. His glazed....Amber eyes! His hand covers my mouth and I panic and try to bite him but I can't. Using my shield right now would endanger me and my scary thoughts don't pierce the wall the alcohol made. Nothing is registering in his brain. He grabs my breast roughly, I whimper. He slaps my face with his marble hand.
"Shut up, whore." I struggle more, angry. "If you move, I'll kill you. I swear, I'll kill you." He says drunkenly. I don't want his hands on me. I lay still. He starts sloppily kissing my neck. Tears well in my eyes. Then, he's yanked off me. It's Alec. Alec! Oh thank god...
"Isabella. May I kill him?" He asks in a controlled tone. I see him fighting to keep in his inner animal. I want to see Alec rip him apart. I give him a nod and the guys in pieces in seconds. Then I'm pressed against the wall Alec's face in mine. I'm not sure how it happened but I'm suddenly wrapped around him, his lips on mine. Shocks are buzzing all over me. It's actually slightly painful, but still pleasant. His lips are somehow warm and his hands, sadly don't stray from my waist. I lick the bottom of his lip slowly, begging for entrance. He opens his lips against mine, but quick dominates the kiss as I sigh. My legs wrap around his hips and one of his hands move up my back to my face. He gives a strangled hiss as my tongue slowly and sensually strokes his and I admit, it pleases me to get such a reaction from him.
"Isabella...are you okay?" He asks, pulling back. I look at him, blinking slowly, hating the feeling of NOT having his lips on mine. I grab his face and bring his lips to my own, wanting more of the addicting taste hidden in his mouth. Once my lips touch his again all coherent thoughts are out of my mind.