His Mate, His possession

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#10_ Imbalance

"I will never let you go. No matter how hard you fight me."

He said in a husky voice, looking deeply into my eyes. I struggled to get out of his arms as tears ran down my cheeks. He tightened his right hand around my waist, pulling me more to his warm broad chest.

"Don't cry kitten. Everything will be much better when we finish our mating process." His voice was almost caring, hiding his true intention behind it.

I froze as the realization hit me. I looked at his cruel blue eyes with my red fearful watery ones, Begging him not to.

He bent down and whispered in my ear.

"Yes, doll. We are going to have so much fun tonight. Save your energy. You'll need it to scream my name."