The Cursed Human

The instant he dropped me on bed, I crawled back to get away from him.

“I’m not sure where do you think you are going.” He chuckled. As I reached the end of bed, he abruptly pulled my ankle back and pinned me down with his body. I was completely at his mercy as I was laying on my front and his chest tightly pressed against my back. I couldn’t move at all. That scared me the most.

“No!” I screamed, cried but nothing affected him.

Seconds later I felt him lean on me and inhaling the scent of my hairs. I panicked as he came more closer and nibbled my ear. I thrashed in his hold as I tried to get away but that only made him put more pressure. He abruptly flipped me like I was a sack of rack and harshly kissed my neck, moving towards my jaw.

“S-stop Please,” I cried as I felt his hands roughly push apart my thighs. My breathing become more drained as his fingers trailed up my inner thigh.

“Pleas…”

My pleading come to stop as his lips roughly attacked mine. I thrashed, struggled, but all my futile attempts to get free from was in vain.

I cried as he bit my lower lip, I could feel metallic taste of blood invading in my mouth. He moved his mouth ferociously, desperate to get his tongue between my lips. I moved my head back to pull away but his hand grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me closer to him. He licked my bottom lip with his tongue, as he pinched the inner side of my thigh.

I gasped and he used this as opportunity to invade in my mouth with his tongue. Placing both of my hands on his chest, I tried to push him away but his strength was inevitable, he grabbed both my hands with his one and pinned them above my head. His tongue moved against mine. The kiss become more aggressive, more dominant.

I desperately tried to pull away as oxygen level dropped in my lungs. My lungs started burning. He didn’t seemed to care as he was busy kissing me. My eyes rolled back as dark dots started dancing in front of my eyes. I was on edge to lose my consciousness.

But he had some other plans as he pulled away and looked at me. I was a panting mess.

I was disgusted by myself.

I couldn’t do anything as he was assaulting me.

I was angry at myself for being so weak.

I wanted to pull away but he had me caged, his one hand was pinning my both wrists and other was between my thighs, caressing my inner thighs.

He smirked as he traced my bottom lip with his and sucked it.

“You are a tease, Aren’t you, Sarah…” He said looking at my lips.

I looked up at him and felt my breath caught.

His eyes.

They were icy blue with a blood red line surrounding them.

“L-let me go,” I tried my luck one more time.

“Why are you scared, little one? I brought you no harm,” he said slightly annoyed.

No harm!

Is he for real!

He had just literally beaten me up!

He threatened me!

He scared me!

And he said he didn’t brought me any harm!

“No harm?!” I growled as anger got tge best of me. I suddenly didn’t cared who he was.

“You literally beat me! You threatened me! And you-”

My words cut short from the forceful way he grabbed my face. He squeezed my cheeks together as he looked down at me with his intense eyes.

“One more word and see what happens,” He growled in my face.

All my anger vanished as his eyes started changing colours.

I let out a helpless whimper as tears ran down my face.

I was helpless.

I was weak compared to him.

His eyebrows narrowed as he looked at me like he didn’t understand why I was crying. Something must have snapped in him as he immediately get up from me start pacing around the room. He was a bipolar man, with paranoid mentality, he himself didn’t seemed to understand why was he so obsessed with me.

I let out sigh of relief. I quickly sit up on bed. His eyes were closed like he was trying to control him. He inhaled deeply.

He was distracted.

And I took it as opportunity to run away from here but all my hopes crushed down when I noticed that he was too close to door. He could easily catch me. I looked around and my eyes fell on white wooden door leading to bathroom.

My only hope.

I cautiously get up from bed and tip toed towards bathroom.

“Stop,”

Oh god! No! please!

I stopped dead in my track. Waiting for worst to happen.

I didn’t turned around but could hear his footsteps. I looked down and prayed.

Oh god please! Don’t let him kill me!

My breathing become shattered as his shoes come in line of my vision.

“Look at me,” he said. I could feel his eyes on me.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

I looked up at him startled as his light blue eyes stared down at me, making me nervous. I never felt this much…

Anxious.

Terrified.

Frightened.

“Aren’t you just painfully tempting,”? He teased. Which threw me off guard completely. I was not expecting this. He should be mad at me for trying to run away. I expected him to be angry at me for disobeying him. But what could I say, he was unpredictable.

His mood switches within milliseconds.

He took a step towards me. I took step back every time he come closer untill my back hit the wall behind me. He took few more steps and put his hand on wall above my head. I swallowed hard.

What was he doing?

He turned his attention back to me. He looked at me, his tall body towering over me.

“You will not attempt to escape from me again, do I make myself clear?” He said with stone cold voice. His face was void of any emotion.

See, I told you. His mood changes within seconds.

I didn’t said anything just stood there without looking up at him. He terrified me more than I could explain. No matter how handsome he was, he was still scary.

“Do I make myself clear?” He growled in my face. His eyes were glowing with fury in them. I almost fell to ground due to intensity of his voice. He grabbed my jaw in his hand and tilted my face upwards. I didn’t even realised I was shaking till then. He didn’t seemed to care anyways.

I was human. I had feelings. And I didn’t wanted to stay there. I didn’t belonged there, he needed to know and understand that.

I looked up at him.

” I-you c-can’t keep me here. I d-don’t belong here.” I tried hard not to stutter but in his presence I always fail. His lips curled up in smirk. He was amused. He was amused by my statement.

Why? I didn’t knew.

“This mouth of yours will get you in trouble,” he said bringing his face more closer to me. I tried to move but he held my jaw tightly. I winced.

“It’s the last time I am warning you, Sarah. You will be a fucking behaved little girl in my presence.” He said harshly and I got really angry at how he thought he owned me and I would do whatever he commanded but no, not this time. I wouldn’t let him play with me. He disgusted me for god’s sake.

“I loathe you.” I snarled at him, I was surprised I didn’t stuttered. He widened his eyes for a second. He was surprised. But the surprised look soon replaced with anger, rage and fury. He growled like a wild beast.

He took a step back, he licked his bottom lip. His long, sharp canines were visible now. He was going to snap at any moment. This time his next move was almost unpredictable. He swiftly turned around and hit the first thing next to him. The pieces of glass table were scattered all over the floor. I was scared. I wondered what would’ve had happened if that fist would’ve had connected with my face. I gulped in fear.

He took a step towards me dangerously before he could grab me, I made a run for door. As I thought my freedom was near, I was yanked back.

“No! Leave me!” I screamed loudly. His grip tightened on my waist. I thrashed in his arms but he didn’t.

He stood in front of dresser with me in front of him. His chest was touching my back. His grip was strong on my arms. I moved again but he tighten his hold as a warning sign. He pulled me close.

“Let me go! Please!”

I breathed in and felt panic overtake me.

“I dare you to move, Sarah.” He growled and a shiver went down my spine. I swallowed, looked down with fear installing in me. At this time I was preparing myself for his wrath.

He dipped his head in my neck, inhaling. His hold loosened up for a second before he grabbed my waist from behind and pulled me impossibly closer.

He looked up and I felt his face behind my neck.

“Look, Sarah,” he commanded. I closed my eyes and looked down. I don’t want to look up.

He scares me!

“I said look up!” He shouted and wrapped his fingers around my neck and made me look up. I looked up only to find us standing in front of mirror. He was towering over me with his full height.

My eyes met his reflection in mirror and he smirked.

We were standing in front of mirror with me caged in his arms, one was on my waist and other was on my neck. My back pressed against his chest.

“Look at your self, love.” he whispered in my ear and I involuntary looked at my reflection.

My face was flushed. My hairs were all over my face. My nightie was riding up my thighs. It was barely covering my legs. I could see red underwear I was wearing. The straps were loosely hanging on my shoulders. The deep cut on front was showing my breasts. I was afraid, if I moved one inch, my breasts definitely would be on full display.

I was almost naked.

His eyes travelled around my body and his pupils dilated.

“Aren’t you a little temptress.” His hand moved towards my thighs and I gasped.

“You are a fucking tease,” he whispered loud enough for me to hear. His hands move higher till they were near the edge of my panties. I shiver from sudden contact. He kissed the side of my neck, then moved towards my shoulder. He teased the strips of my nightie with lips. His fingers teasing the sides of my panties. His hand moving up and down on my thighs.

Without any warning he moved his hand under my nightie slightly pulling it upwards. My panties were full on display for his hungry eyes. I tried to pull it down but he swiftly grab my hands and lock them behind my back with his one hand.

“Don’t!” he growled.

His fingers move up towards my chest, taking my dress up with them. He grabbed my breast harshly. I yelped in fear.

“Stop, please!” I said almost whispering.

He chuckled darkly.

“I want to fuck you, isn’t it obvious..” he wispered. I was feeling trapped but most of it I was scared of his next move.

Scared of his wrath.

Scared of his hunger.

“Would you like to see how hard you make me.” he said bitting my earlobe.

“No, please!” I said immediately. I was wondering how did I become so obedient suddenly. My voice was low and pleading.

“You are my little love slave. I should have you tied up to my bed, so you won’t try to escape from my grasp again.” he continued. His hot breath was on my neck. He was kissing my neck and sucking at the same time. His hand was playing with my breasts. He was enjoying all this.

And I was felling all the emotions.

Rage.

Anger.

Fear.

Panic.

Terror.

Fright.

Exhaustion.