Bite Me

::Hey so sorry for the wait, but there was a problem with my computer, which also happens to be the reason all the grammar in the previous chapters is messed up. But I’ve got it working so here’s the next chapter. Thanks to everyone who’s commented on this since, hope you like this.::




A day had passed, and I hadn’t seen him since that night when he told me we’d be happy. He wouldn’t tell me what he meant by it, but I can say, I was very scared. I don’t like to admit it, but how would you feel if you were locked up against your will? Exactly. My head hurt, and I had long since lost all feeling in my arms which remained chained above my head.
I was about to try and fall back asleep, seeing as how there was nothing better to do, when the chains disappeared and my arms fell down on top of me. “What the…?” I moved to rub my wrists and stood to stretch out the aches and kinks in my muscles.
There was a shimmering sound and a box wrapped in shiny purple paper appeared on the bed behind me. I looked at before opening the package and pulled out the note. The writing was done in blood, I could smell it. It reminded me of the fact that I hadn’t eaten in over two days.
I read the words and then tossed the note aside. Ash wanted me dressed and in the ball room in ten minutes. Supposedly the door would be unlocked for me.
Curious, though I had no plan to actually do as he said, I pulled the dress from the box and almost gasped at how beautiful it was.
It was made from a black satin, tight, with slits on each side. It would wrap around my neck to hold it up, also I knew, to make my breasts look fuller. There were stiletto heels, a black as well underneath this, and I almost missed the note attached to them.
I almost threw one of the heels at the door after reading the threat etched on the paper. Apparently, if I refused to attend of my own free will, he would come up here and dress me like a child and then punish me like one as well. Bastered.
I dressed myself, and then took a look in the mirror. Obviously seeing as how I was able to do that, the whole bit about vampires not having a reflection was myth. After all, I’m not the vain type, but how could anyone survive without checking their appearance at least once?
The hallway had an eerie clicking sound to it as I made my way down and to the stairs that I some how new led to the all room. There was already music coming from behind the doors, and I paused in front of them. There was still time for me to run back upstairs, lock myself in the room and make Ash come up and make good with his threat. If anything it would be an annoyance to him. Just as I was about to turn and leave, the door opened with a swift sound and revealed the room to me. The very empty room. I stepped in without thinking, and regretted it the moment the door slammed shut behind me. I spun, but saw nothing, and then let out a startled sound when I turned back and came face to Ash’s chest.
I stepped back, but he caught me around the arms and pulled me closer to him as the music continued to play. He began to sway to the sound, forcing me to oblige his yearn to dance. I wasn’t thinking as he spun me in circles and I definitely wasn’t thinking when he leaned down and placed a kiss on my cheek.
I tried to stop, but couldn’t, and my breath came out in a gasp as I realized he had me under a trance of some sort.
“Don’t worry, it’s nothing. I just wanted to see you in that dress.” I tried pulling back and was surprised to find he let me.
“Why bother will all of this?!” I asked extending my arms to indicate the large ball room we were standing in.
He shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly “In two nights there will be a party, here. This is just preparation.”
I said nothing for a moment, just stared at him untrustingly. What was he up to? I knew it had to be something, my body screamed at me to run, though I knew there was no where to go. “Why am I here, Ash?”
He smiled that wicked smile I had grown accustomed to, and advanced on me. It was so fast that I had no time to think let alone move out of the way. He began to slowly tear the dress from my body, and I struggled to get him off of me. “No, no, no!” I would not give in so easily ever again.
“We can’t be happy until you give in. Let it all go Maggie. You’re mine.” He whispered this in my ear threw my resistance and I bite down on his shoulder. He cried out and then bound my hands above my head with one of his.
I felt his fingers moving angrily inside me and gasped at the pain and pleasure it caused. “You’re going to take me right here? On the floor? Where tons of your friends will be stepping in only two days?!” I couldn’t believe he was going to take me like that, a hor on the ground.
“You are mine; I can fuck you where ever I want to.” His voice had gotten many degrees harsher, and I held my breath as I felt his tongue stroking over one swollen breast.
He pulled back and stood, leaving me on the ground panting. His hands went to his pants and he removed them, exposing his hard cock. My mouth began to water at the thought of that inside me, later I would be disgusted with this want that I held for my rapist.
His shirt was removed next, showing his built upper body and tanned skin. I hadn’t moved from where he left me on the floor naked. And as he took a step towards me in fear I crawled backwards away. He growled at this, and then had me pinned beneath his body.
“I’m going to make you see what it’s like to scream.” He told me, before standing and tossing my body against one of the walls. I slide to the floor, only to be pulled back up again and held a foot of the ground by my neck. “You’re going to beg me by the end of this, or so help me…”
He didn’t finish his sentence but instead crushed his lips down onto mine. I moaned and then tried to push his tongue out of my mouth with my own. I was intent on remaining defiant. The place between my legs was still throbbing from not getting its release, and I moaned again as he pulled away from me.
He laughed as I opened my eyes and he saw the need swimming in them .I cursed myself from not being able to hide that from him. The wall was cold against my heated flesh, and I was getting dizzy from being held up the way I was. He slapped me across the face and I hissed as the flesh there stung.
“Fucking bastared!” This got me another slap, this time across the ass, and I gave in and cried out. He laughed again at this and then pushed a finger deeply in-between my swollen nether lips. His thumb went to rubbing my sharp nub, and I began to pant and scream, writhing my body back and forth as he held me against the wall now with his powers instead of his hands.
I was about to hit my peak when he pulled his hand away from me and left me moaning. I thrust my hips into the air a few times, blindly searching for anything to end my discomfort.
“If you want to cum, kitten, then you’re going to have to beg me for it.” He whispered in my ear, and I thrashed my head back and forth. I wasn’t sure if it was from the discomfort, or in response to his statement.
He gripped my chin tightly and forced my eyes open. I gazed into his ocean blue ones and moaned watching the emotion swirl on his face at the sound. He tilted my head down so that I had nothing left to look at but his still stiff cock. I bit my lip as I ran my gaze up the length of it. The thought of all nine inches inside of me…
The tears were falling from my eyes and I again thrashed my hips forward.
He brought my face back up. “Beg me.” He ordered. “Beg me!” I reached out my legs to try and pull him closer, but he evaded.
“Please. Please.” I moaned and closed my eyes not wanting to see his expression. I knew I had lost.
He chuckled. “Please what?” I felt his warm breath on my neck as he whispered this seductively in my ear, and I tried to slide myself up the wall.
“Please, fuck me.” I told him opening my eyes. “I can’t take it anymore. Please.”
He brought his face close to mine and then looked at my lips before meeting my gaze once again. “Tell me you want me, no one else. Say that you’ll belong to me. I want to hear you say it. I want to hear you say you love me.”
My eyes widened at this statement. Tell him I love him? If I did that, he would truly win. “I wouldn’t mean it.” I told him and cried out as he went as if to move away.
“Say it.” He ordered and I found myself opening my mouth.
“Please Ash. Please fuck me. I want you and no one else, I belong to you. I’m yours.”
He positioned himself at my opening but held my hips steady so that I couldn’t impale myself on him. I closed my eyes as another fat tear rolled down my cheek and whispered the words I swore I would never say to him. “I love you.”
My eyes opened again with a gasp as he filled me with on quick thrust, followed by more sounds as he pumped in and out of me at a fast paced rhythm.
I felt his seed burst into me just as I lost it and finally had the release I’d wanted so badly. We both collapsed onto the floor, his head resting in-between my chest, as I leaned back against the wall. Our breathing was still labored, so much so that I almost didn’t here him whisper to me, “There’s going to be a war.”