Page 38 of Bred
“Brianna!”
“Hey girl, everything okay? You meeting up with someone or what?”
“No, my car wouldn’t start after class and I thought I saw someone.” I tell her as I scan the empty parking lot.
“Well, I don’t see anyone but you. I also don’t see how you can do those late-night classes.” Her painful expression almost makes me laugh. “Hop in, I’ll take ya home. Unless you want to finally give in and go partying tonight?”
“Dealing with a bunch of drunken blubbering college boys is not how I want to spend my Friday night.” I laugh. “But thanks.”
She chuckles pulling out of the parking lot and onto the main road. My eyes dart to the rearview mirror. My heart rate picks up seeing the shadowed figure under the street light behind us. Standing there, he watches us until we drive out of sight. Unease settles in my stomach wondering what could have happened if Bri hadn’t stopped. As he disappears from sight, a foreboding feeling consumes me and I can’t help but think it won’t be the last time I see him.
CHAPTER THREE
HOLDEN
Watchinghersleepismy favorite. Her lips parted slightly, hair mussed all around her that I want to run my fingers through feeling every silky strand. Her skin beckoning me to touch. If I was there, that’s exactly what I would do. It’s why I sneak out after I’m done surrounding myself in everything that’s hers before she gets home. From my desk, I sit back stroking my hard cock watching her on the video feed. Seeing her sleep among the cum covered sheets that I left for her earlier, I cum hard in a pair of her used panties that I took from her dirty laundry.
The past couple of months, I’ve come to know everything about my sweet girl. She works too hard, doesn’t get enough sleep and sure as hell doesn’t eat enough. Strain and stress are like a heavy weight across her shoulders, it shows and I fucking hate it.
Soon. Soon, I’ll have her in my arms and take care of her in the way she needs. She deserves nothing less and I’ll be damned if I don’t give it to her. At thirty-eight years old to her twenty-three, I should feel bad about preying on such a young innocent thing like her. But I don’t. I saw something I want and I’ll do anything to get it. One look was all it took. She’s unleashed a monster I never knew existed. Now, there’s nothing that will stop me from making her mine. Not even her.
Hailey
Dead on my feet, I lock the door of the restaurant before staggering down the alleyway. Sleep has evaded me and when I do manage to close my eyes, the all too real dreams startle me awake. The hooded figure is always there. Tormenting me. The dreams almost feel real with feather light touches that caress across my skin. Warm breath and a wet tongue follow the trail igniting a flame throughout my body in their wake. In and out of my dreams, I crave his touch even though it’s mixed with a twinge of fear. I don’t understand why he’s been haunting my dreams.
The fear that I’m losing all sense of reality courses through my mind almost constantly now.
Lost deep in thought, a shadowed figure steps into the light at the end of the building. My heart beat pounds frantically in my ears. Turning on my heel, my body slams right into a muscular chest.
“Well now, that was easier than I expected. You literally ran right into my arm’s sweet thing.” His evil laughter echoes against the buildings as he pulls me into his arms.
“Let me go or I’ll scream!” Thrashing in his arms with everything I have, he only grips me tighter.
A devilish smile comes across his pale face making him look sinister. “Oh, I plan on that. You’ll scream, cry and beg.” He laughs tugging me down the alleyway. “All night long.” He doesn’t make it far before the hooded figure steps out stopping us in our tracks.
“Let her go.”
“I saw her first. You can have her when I’m done. If she lives that long.” The man says pulling me in front of him. Flush with his body, he claws at my chest, groping me roughly to the point of pain. A whimper escapes me and I fight back the bile threatening to rise up.
Walking closer at my pain filled sound, the hooded man fists his hands. “You’re taking this too far.” He growls, stepping closer. “And you have a death wish for touching what doesn’t belong to you.” The venom in his voice sends chills down my spine.
Before I realize what’s happening, my body is thrown into the brick wall of the building. Pain shoots through my head and my vision goes blurry. Collapsing to the ground, I faintly make out two figures fighting and a splatter of wetness coats my skin.Why is my life so messed up? Why does this keep happening to me? I just want it all to stop. I’m so fucking tired.
Head throbbing, exhaustion settles over me and I give into the darkness flittering across my vision. Just as I close my eyes, my body jostles as I’m pulled into two large arms.
“You’re safe now sweetheart. I won’t let anyone ever touch you again.” The words get lost in the haze as my head settles against his chest.
Holden
My body is vibrating with rage. I wanted her in my arms for so long but not like this. That asshole took it too far. He was never supposed to touch her. Only scare her straight into my arms, not unconscious and limp. I hate that she saw me kill that fucker, but she’s going to have to come around sooner rather than later. This is who I am, a monster.
After tonight, my plan to make her mine, just got expedited. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for her and there’s no one I wouldn’t kill for daring to touch what’s mine. My only regret is not torturing him for not only throwing her into the wall but the horror she would have gone through if I hadn’t been here. It was too close of a call tonight. One that I won’t allow again. Peering down at my sweet girl, she’s out cold.
Peeling her clothes off, I resist the urge to explore her sleeping body as I tuck her into bed. My irritation grows, noticing she hasn’t moved an inch. This isn’t just a mild concussion; she’s exhausted.
My sweet girl is close to breaking. I see the way she questions if she locked her door. She did. That was me rushing out before she made it inside. The items moved all over her home? Yep. Me. I can’t help but want to lick the glass where her lipstick remains wanting to taste her. I waited outside her classes, finally going to talk to her but the spooked little thing felt eyes on her and didn’t see me openly standing there as she flew off in the other direction. I decided to try to play the hero when her car “mysteriously” didn’t start. Her friend showed up instead. Tonight’s events have sent me over the edge though. I’m done with this cat and mouse game we have been playing. It’s time to make her mine.
Tucking the sweet girl into bed, I can’t help but run my fingers across her silky skin. Needing to touch and taste her one last time for the night, I trail kisses down her skin loving the taste of her in my mouth savoring the sweet and salty flavor to tide me over until later.Soon love, soon.
