Number One On The List

Flaws and Sins/ Scars

In my heart I did feel some kind of thing for her but I couldn't be sure of what. Not yet. I wanted to give her the moon. Give her everything she needed and could ever desire. The little shit. I knew Wynrie was never like that. I mean sure,  she probably loved small things too but she was nothing else like this gorgeously sexy girl. I wanted to make her MINE. Wanted to kiss her sweet, soft lips. Hold her trembling little hands. Keep her warm at night. Give her shivers and butterflies.

I hoped she'd realize I just want her to be happy and treated like a queen. She keeps going through hell and I was determined to make her feel better. I went to the bedside table next to the window that overlooked her house and more specifically her bedroom. I grabbed a glass and whiskey bottle that sat perfectly placed on the bedside table and poured myself a glass. I had to calm myself down a bit before I went out of control and went over to her house and stayed there for the night. I knew however, that I couldn't do that.

I could still watch from my room so it didn't matter much. I just wish I had her to keep me company. I tried not to drink it too quickly but that didn't work out. I poured myself another 6 glasses full of whiskey. I watched her from my windo, changing her clothes. It made me instantly hard when I saw her pull at her belt on her plaid skirt and I continued to get harder as it went on.

She proceeded to then take off her tank top and was in nothing but a black g-string and a black lace bra to go with it. She threw her clothes in her basket and when she turned around to do that.. Omg. She was tempting. Her now auburn red hair, with a bright purple underneath and streaked in the top was very beautiful. The way the light was in her room, it extended her beauty. I thought my cock was going to ache forever. I decided to pull down my zipper and take my cock out and then continue to jerk myself off to her.

I looked at her the entire time and thought about her being like that all over me,  Right. This. Minute.  About her thick body is on ALL of me. I watched her take her bra off. Saw her luscious titties, so perky and a nice handful to suck on and mark up. She went to get a shirt from near her window and I couldn't help but follow every movement she made. I knew I could make her forget all about seeing me (if she did).

I stroked harder and my pace went from nice and slow to heavy and fast-ish. I groaned, enjoying the view of what would someday become mine. No matter the cost. I then sensed a guy sneaking around the house, heading towards the front door. I knew he wanted to hurt her so I quickly zipped up my pants and headed over to her place. As soon as I walked outside, I saw the front door open and I heard the stairs creak a little bit. I rushed across the street and inside, making sure to move quietly so I could fuck whoever it was up.

I saw the figure grab her and he hit her with something, but I couldn't make 0ut what it was until I saw the red. I saw the blood on her body and face and I went into psychotic mode almost immediately after that. I felt the adrenaline rushing through ny body and felt the fangs come down. I saw her corner in the corner by the bed. I knew she'd be terrified of that and the fact that I was a werewolf. I knew she'd be scared but to see the absolute fear in her eyes and see her cover her mouth with a bloody hand.

Seeing all the blood on her made me enraged every minute she was hurt and bleeding. I knew my brother had been eight and I hated that fact too. I saw a cloud of black and all went blank but not until after I tore him apart and broke his bones. I came to and I was walking towards Rhaven. I extended a hand to her and she cowered nore but eventually she took my hand and we went to the bathroom and got cleaned up in the shower.

I washed her entire body from head to toe as well as mine and she didn't leave my side, not once. She didn't even leave the shower because she was too shaken up still. He was there to beat her, rape her and most likely kill her. I was just glad that I made it in time and I didn't lose complete control after ending his life. I gave her my t-shirt to wear after I washed it. It draped over her short, thick, petite body. I loved the sight of her wearing something of mine. She was in my shirt and shorts but it wasn't visible due to my shirt.

I knew I'd do ANYTHING for this girl. And I had to definitely give her love and affection and attention.  She got into her bed and I sat in a chair beside it but before I could sit down, she said," Would you mind getting in the bed and staying there with me? Would you mind holding me too?" I just got in the bed and wrapped my arms around her as carefully as I could. I felt her jerk a bit and I could smell her tears so I knew she was crying.

I could also occasionally feel the tears drop onto my arms.