Punish me

AZALEA’S POV 

I blinked. This is not a movie or a showbiz right? And I’m going crazy right now? 

Because I remembered I was at the hospital hallway just now witnessing how a man successfully take down two patients but  now I… I’m being cuddle like a baby in strong muscular arms, surrounded by thick sheets and halloween themed chandelier that sent spikes of fear to my heart. 

What the hell is going on? How I teleported from the hospital garden to this place was a bizarre and I don’t even remember the law of science that addressed something like this. 

My body trembled in shock. I was afraid.  But there’s something else aside from fear and shock…. Desire!

No. This is not making any sense! This man that was cradling me, bit me earlier and brought me to this strange place, but why is my body aching for him? 

 

Cracking my voice, I begin, “Where… Where am I?”

 

The man’s eyes flickered and his glowing golden cat eyes came alive as if a switch is being pulled.  I recoiled back from his arms immediately breaking free from his embrace. “How did I get here?”  I questioned trying to reassure myself that this is not real but his stares, blinking the eyes showed that it’s  fuckin and terrifyingly real. 

My fingers traveled to my neck and I felt some pain there which confirmed it I’m still in this life, but in the arms of a stranger!!

The stranger who bit me!!!

He glared at me with a hungry gaze as if he could swallow me at any moment, I don’t know how to react to this but my breath up in my throat.

“Come closer” he whispered sounding more like growl and an order that I shouldn’t disobey, but I shrunk back again, “Not until you tell me who the fuck you are!”

I expected him to back off or introduce himself, but he was moving closer to me and I was recoiling back, almost falling but my back met with a wall, that stopped me. A gasp escaped my lips. 

I wanted to run, I wanted to just go back to an hour ago when I was still facing Poppy’s wrath, but I couldn’t move. The thought of Daffy ran across my mind too, but how do I even go to him when I don’t know where I was or who this man was?

The headboard has formed a wall behind me and I was trapped as the man crawl closer like a looming doom. He reached out  for me when he got before me, and the glowing on his eyes become more shiny as he whispered again, “I missed you, Azalea” 

My chest sank. How did he know my name? I wanted to yell at him, cuss him and tear him a slap but something strange kept gnawing at my suggested bravado and I only stare as he inspected my every damn expression. 

He was close enough that I was feeling the  heat radiating from his body, but I couldn’t stop him. *WTF is happening Lea?* My mind screamed but no answer came. I really don’t know what’s happening. 

I didn’t budge or move, the next thing I felt was his hot quivering lips on mine, while I stared into those eyes that made me dead drunk in lust for a second.

I don’t know where the desire came from but I slowly took his lips in mine and kiss him back slowly, thank goodness, this wasn’t my first kiss. The heat kept tampering with my brain in a way I never expected, and I was lost, confused and surprised that I could ever do something like this but another twist is that… I don’t want to stop. 

He kissed me back, rough and hungry, as his hands found the buttons of my shirt. This was wrong  so damn wrong, and foolish of me, But I didn’t stop him. 

The desire to have this man on me grew more stronger to the extent that as he dropped me to the bed, I was the one that grabbed his long tie and make him fell on me first. 

His golden cat eyes stared at me as I kissed him passionately while his hands found it’s way to my skirt and slowly zip it down. 

I could only submit to him as he sucked on my lower lip. And at that instance, I forgot everything including Daffy who was fighting for his life at the hospital.

I couldn’t say this was the most wonderful feeling but as he has successfully stripped me naked, all I want was his touch. He rose from me still sitting on my belly and he stared at me making me want him more.

He reached out and tucked my hair behind my ear, “Why did you make me wait for long sweet mate?” He asked breathlessly as I could feeling his bulge pressing against my belly. 

I don’t know what to say nor did I know the meaning to his words, I could only breathe helplessly, “I… I’m sorry”

He bent again trailing his tongue over my chest, “Did you think your sorry could fix this?”

I was melting but I could’t form anything in my brain than to grab his lush black hair and whisper whatever comes to my brain, “Then torture me”

“Not that easy mate, you have to get punished for making me wait for 800 years” He whispered again as he ripped his own shirt off and bend again to start kissing me all over.

I moaned under his tortures and I groaned when he bite me once in a while. My brain was in turmoil and I could only let him do his wish.

“Accept your fate little mate. For now that I found you, I won’t let you ever escape not even over my dead body” He said through his kisses and again, another cold pain spread through my veins as he bite my neck again.

I was relishing the pain when a hot strong shaft found it’s way to my already dripping p**sy. Oh Lord is this how I loose the virginity I protected all my life?

I moaned and the rest was history.