《Possession》29. Attraction
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Her heart pounded wildly inside her chest as she tried to breath through her nose. For a second she was feeling all numb. Maybe she was imagining all this.
His warm lips trailed down to the side of her neck; his trimmed stubble rough against her soft skin. As if something snapped inside her she started thrashing violently. Her eyes were broadened in fear and shock. How did he get inside her apartment?
Her shriek got muffled in his hand when her feet were off the ground as he carried her in his beastly arms and went to her sofa and almost threw her on it.
She jumped a little and immediately straightened up and scooted back. Her eyes were wide as she stared at him with fear and shock.
He was looking murderous with those stormy gray eyes and all that black button up shirt, with black jeans and black boots. He looked dangerous.
Ominous.
The scream for help was at the tip of her tongue.
"No, princess! Don't even think of screaming, we don't want Ava and Axel waking up, now do we?" His words sent shivers of absolute fear and apprehension to creep down her spine.
He knows where she lives, he knows her siblings and now he was standing in her home. In her sanctuary.
She wasn't safe anymore.
"Why did you leave my place?" He seethed deadly, his voice angry.
He didn't ask her why she put his mansion on fire. He didn't ask why she went to the cops. Instead he asked why she left.
Isabelle immediately straightened and tried to get off the sofa when he held her shoulder and kept her in place with his one knee on the sofa beside her thigh.
"Answer me?" He seethed in anger slowly making her eyes become misty.
Why did her courage fly out of the window when she was face to face with him?
"Y-you forced me!" She tried to sound confident but it came out as a scared whisper but still she said the obvious. Why in the world would she stay, so he could do all that again?
What was he expecting? Why was he so angry that she left his house? He got what he wanted yet here he was asking her questions about why she left.
"I made love to you." He answered her smoothly, his voice emotionless making her ears perked up.
"Love? You drugged me!" She hissed at him.
Blade's eyes shone with mirth as he saw that burning spark in her. He let out a scariest chuckle that almost freezes all the cells in her body.
"You fucking enjoyed it! Does it still matter?" He growled lowly, making shame and guilt to rack her head as she recalled her own moans but she immediately pushed it away.
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"You drugged me. B-Because you knew I would never sleep with you willingly." Her words were like a tight slap on his big manly ego.
"I hate it. Now, I'm not drugged and I hate you and your touch in full consciousness. " She mumbled under her breath that he heard it and he frowned at her words. Was his touch that disgusting for her?
"You shouldn't have left my house without my permission!" He spoke angrily and next he picked up Isabelle on his shoulder making her gasp as she panicked and hit on his back but to no avail as he started walking out of her house.
She wants to scream for help but it'll only make her siblings to witness her torture as well. As soon as they were out of her house he opened the door of her neighbours house, which was empty for a few days as her neighbour's were gone on vacations but how in the world did he get the key of their apartment and her apartment's as well.
When he closed the main door, she moved her knee back and then hit him on the chest with all her might and at the same time she hit her elbow in between his shoulder blades.
He groaned. "Bloody fuck!" His hold on her loosened. Not a second later she jumped down on her feet and instead of running for the door she grabbed the big glass showpiece that lay on the table and she threw it at him and at the same time made a run for her life.
Blade easily dodged the showpiece as it crashed on the floor into tiny little pieces. "Jesus!" He growled and next thing he lunged at her.
The door barely opened before he slammed it shut. Swivelling her around he again hoisted her up in his shoulder and walked further.
"LET ME GO! LEAVE ME!" He threw her on the bed and she bounced on it a little with a gasp. She immediately straightened up and got off the bed, hearing him closing the door and then bolting it.
Her heart was beating in her ears. He turned around slowly, opening the first two buttons of his shirt making her heart drop. "You left my house without my permission! You put my whole damn mansion on fire. You didn't come to university for three consecutive days! And you dared to file a case against me. Now you'll be punished." He spoke as if it was the breaking news of the day.
"NO!" She screamed and scooted away in the corner of the room. He was looking scary, she couldn't face that thing again, no she could't. She was in a compromised condition. Her strength was nothing compared to his mighty power and build.
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He slowly folded his sleeves up and her eyes dropped down to the veins visible on his strong arms. She jumped on the bed on her feet to run to the door but before her feet could touch the ground a large arm wrapped around her belly and slammed her frail body on the bed making her gasp loudly as all the breath was knocked out of her system.
He didn't wait for a single second to let her grasp the situation as he hovered over her. Her hands were in between their chests as she tried to push him away.
"You already got what you w-wanted." Her voice was all shaky as she stared at him with fear in her eyes.
"What if I want more?" He rasped.
"Please don't do this!" She almost whispered wriggling harshly not caring that she's hurting herself in the process.
Blade grumbled slowly as he died down all her struggling by placing his body weight on hers but carefully not to crush her under him. Her plump breasts squishing under his chest and her nipples hardened under his hard muscles causing him to grunt.
He dipped his face in the crook of her neck and gave feathery kisses on her neck and jawline.
"Pleaseeee!" She cried out all helpless.
"God, woman. How do you expect me to stop when you're like this under me?" He almost growled and she flinched and tried not to cry.
"Just... just close your eyes and move back from me... then I'll tell you how to stop..." she blabbered in one go only to earn an amused chuckle from him
His chest vibrated and her heart jolted when she heard his deep chuckle.
"You are made for me, princess!" He husked.
"I'm not a t-thing." She said while still struggling hard.
Her constant pushing on his chest was irritating so he grabbed her wrists and placed them on either side of her head. "Stop fucking struggling!" He growled
Isabelle flinched and turned her face to the side, those beautiful emerald eyes close, leaking out tears. Her cheeks were red along with her lips and the tip of her nose. Her hair covered half of her face and her body was slightly trembling. Her dark eyelashes were wet with tears.
He paused, looking at her like this.
He let go of her wrists and slowly made her face him. Her eyes were still closed and she was crying like a baby now. "Open your eyes princess?" He asked her softly, making her slowly flutter her eyes open which were filled with fear, despair and helplessness. He felt weird feelings in his heart.
"Why are you crying?" He asked softly while wiping her tears, making her chin quiver as she tried to cease her cries which felt impossible.
"B-because of you!" She seethed in broken anger, her sobs were unable to stop now. Blade was having hard time controlling himself when all he wanted to do was fuck her.
"Why?" He asked her softly as he pecked her eyes making them close as she breathed in deeply, controlling her cries.
"Look, What you are doing!" She hissed at him and he understood that she didn't want him to touch her but that was impossible.
"I like you belle. It's impossible for me to stay away from you. I'm attracted to you." He confessed what he understood of his feelings right now.
"This is what you do to the girl you like? You forced her?" She asked mockingly with anger and he didn't like it. "What's wrong with it? I can't stay away from you!" He said angrily, making her glare at him with teary eyes.
"This is not the way to approach a girl you like-umphh!" She words were cut in when he slammed his lips on hers and kissed her thoroughly.
Once he broke the kiss, she breathed heavily.
"What is the proper way?" He hissed under his breath as his mouth latched on her neck, sucking her skin roughly making it extremely difficult for her to think properly.
"D-date!" She breathed deeply as her hands clutched his shoulders tightly to push him away and when she applied more force to get him off of her, he moved back only to glare at her.
"Don't push me away princess!" He warned her, deadly.
"I'm taking you on a date tomorrow!" He stated simply and started kissing her neck again, leaving marks, he can see the slight fading marks of their first night and he fucking loves to claim her skin.
"I don't want to go!" She whimpered as her body started to respond to his ministrations even against her will, her sobs were stopped as she was trying to wriggle out of his hold.
His hand went south as he cupped her from there dominantly making scream lowly. "I'll go, I'll go!" She said immediately for him to stop.
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