Being His

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                           ELIJAH KING
   

       I watched amused at her tiny figure, as she stood there clearly scared of what would happen next. I felt a surge of anger starting to rise from the depths of my being but  decided to keep it at bay.

         I really didn't want her to fear me.

      A smirk slowly etched itself on my face as I saw her beautiful chocolate eyes roam my looming figure and take the whole of me in. I still couldn't pinpoint what it was with this girl but she sure was different. Starting from her magnificent eyes that seemed to draw me in to those luscious lips that I wanted to taste so bad.

                 Such a temptress.

      As hard as I tried, I couldn't mask the desire to run my hands through those curves and worship them like they deserve. I let my eyes drink in the intoxicating sight of her, starting from the tiny waist she sported to the slight curve of her hip on both sides. To add to my high, the perky ass she dared to have made me fantasize about her every night, wrapped up in my sheets and screaming like a banshee.

                    Mama mia!

       Just before I could put my hands on that little tease that stood before me, she turned around and tried to head for the door. Quick in reflexes, I held her back by the waist and pulled her towards me. I couldn't help it let out a slight groan when her perky ass made contact with my hard on which made her squirm.

        "Where are you going my love? "I could smell her anxiety with the proximity and my ears didn't meet the rate her heartbeat picked up.

           " What are you doing? "Her fidgeting only caused my briefs to become tighter as she unknowingly rubbed her perfect ass against my member in her attempt to get away from me.

            "Dont. Move." Her movements immediately seized as she kept still as if suddenly realizing what kind of situation she had put herself in.

      With that, I took in her scent as I took a deep breath and relished her womanly smell. Perfume or not, she got me close to the brink of madness with all the sweetness she was tempting me with. Moments later and my grip on her loosened, giving her the freedom to create some distance between us.

       "Thank you." I chuckled lightly at her thought as I very well knew that I mainly did it for me. To keep me from ripping the material she had on from her perfect little body and ravage her like the beast I was.

         I watched her every move from the rapid blinking of her eyes to the quick wiggling of her nose. I had come to learn that she only did that when she was nervous or anxious but what the hell, she even made the littlest of actions cute.

      I watched as her eyes started to dart from the walls to the floor, obviously trying to avoid me, simply showing me how much she respected and feared me.

             Submission.

               I like it.

         I finally cleared my throat to relieve her from the heavy silence that had engulfed us. She shot her eyes to me, waiting for my next move but then suddenly, she closed her eyes shut as if in remembrance of something very important.

      Right before I could capture what she was thinking of, she darted towards the door, heading straight for the hallway. Too surprised at her actions, I was caught off guard and was too late to retaliate. A wicked grin made it's way across my face as thoughts of her punishment graced my sinister mind. Honestly,

          who doesn't love a good chase?

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                         ROSSETTE

                        Running.

        That was all I could think of at the moment. All the adrenaline that flowed through my veins kept me going at a high speed, almost flying. Every turn I took, gave me a chance to run faster and faster just to get away from that nightmare.

      It took me a while before I came across three sets of doors. Coming to a halt, I pondered over which door would be the safest. Each of the doors had the same carvings and they all looked the same but definitely led to different places.

      Deciding to take a risk, I opened the first door and shut it behind me hurriedly. I let out a large breath of relief as I slowly turned around to face the room but was only met with an unexpected sight.

       The furniture in the room had been flipped over as the room looked like a storm had invaded it. Clothes were sprawled everywhere and shoes scattered across the floor but what really made my guts twist was the girl pinned to the wall in handcuffs.

        She was completely naked with a gag in her mouth. She seemed scared yet surprised at my arrival. Her doe eyes held tears that were threatening to spill and bruises all over her body.

       Looking closely at her, she seemed to be around the same age as me though obviously more mature than me. Her bony figure gave an idea of what she was enduring as her ribs proudly protruded from her sides. I felt the sight stir some emotions in me as I wanted to help her but my idea was burned to ashes as a man with a whip and a tazer emerged out of nowhere. His gaze finally landed on me and the expression he had made my heart to stop.

                   This wasn't good.

        My senses kicked in and I immediately opened the door, ready to head out but was met with him.

              Could things get any worse??