A/N// So umm...who thinks Marlie should give up? I don't, but drop your opinions!
“You’re mine…my human…my slave…my Marlie. And it’s not just a declaration of ownership, it is far more than that…you would never understand. So, stop being so stubborn, I admit that I am to be blamed for the hatred in your eyes, but jealousy, anger and desperation can make a man do things that are even against his own will.” Marlie’s lips opened and closed as she sought out words to say… F*ck off… Psychopath… Monster… Disgusting… Those words didn’t seem like a valid response at the moment, that was probably why she kept her mouth shut…that and perhaps because of the way her heart was now beating with something other than fear. His hot breath against her lips was doing something to her, and the tingles that riveted around her wrist from his touch were making her stomach flutter uncomfortably. His proximity was already so close, but why in heaven’s name was she wishing he was closer? Turning away, she broke the intense eye contact, licking her lips nervously. “M-Move…” “No…I wou
“I’ve eaten you up already, Marlie…now I’d like for you to eat me up too…using that tight and juicy p*ssy of yours.” Marlie shivered at his words, her body stiffening when he lifted her from the floor. “Lock your legs around me…arms over my shoulder.” She acquiesced, wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. “Now brace yourself, angel…I’m going to put it in.” Marlie squinted her eyes shut. What was she really doing? Why was she just letting him do this? How could she ju…?“I don’t…stop…I don~” His c*ck ran along her clit, silencing her immediately when it settled at her entrance. “I was going to wait until we were on good grounds, but you messed up Marlie. You should’ve known that seeing you turned on is inclined to drive me crazy. Stopping is beyond me right now…my c*ck is painfully throbbing to be inside of you…just like that time…” “No…I~” Marlie bit her lip when the tip of his c*ck pushed past her entrance, gliding slowly against her walls as he entered
Marlie’s body was weary when he finished the second round. She could feel his semen dripping down the curve of her ass as she laid limp against his desk.Behind her, Zhander settled back into his chair, zipping his zip before pulling her back into his lap. “Felt good, didn’t it?”Marlie was weak, but she still managed to shake her head in denial. “No…” She shuffled forward, trying to escape the warmth of his arms. “I hated it. Let me go.”“Now why would I do that? I’m sure you can’t even walk.”Marlie glared back at him, despising his very presence. She had finally come back to her senses now and regret caved her completely. “Just let me go…please…you’ve done enough already.”Zhander sighed, releasing her waist. “Alright.”She shuffled to her feet, almost falling over as she hobbled forward, dropping before her clothes on the floor. She didn’t understand herself, how could she have…?Tears blurred her vision as she reached for her blouse, weakly shoving her arms into it. How could she
Marlie bathed her skin just like she did the first time he had taken her; with hands that kept shaking, hands that clawed into her skin, punishing her for what she had done.Her lips were quivering even though the water she laid in was warm. The words he used to describe her sounded accurate now…An unbroken doll…a toy trapped in a cage…She was a toy, wasn’t she? A puppet swinging on his strings. He was so confident, it was like he knew she’d give in.Running her hand down her face, she sighed, raising up out of the bath. The human girl was at her side immediately, wrapping the white towel around her. “I hope the bath was to your liking, shall I dry you and help you dress?”Marlie glared at her. “I can do it myself.”“As you wish…let me get your clothes while you dry yourself.”She walked to the far corner of the bathroom, picking up neatly folded clothes and walking back to Marlie with a gentle look on her face. “Here you go…”Marlie dropped the towel as she took the clothes from he
Zhander dug his hand from his pocket as he reached for the knob situated on the door to his room. For some reason, he was afraid to enter…Perhaps because he knew what awaited him behind these very walls; nothing but painful words and a gaze that staked his heart continuously. Marlie seemed angrier than usual today, he could see the murderous glint in her eyes, the resent as she hammered the stupid knife forward. She wanted him dead, but then again, why wouldn’t she?His fingers hesitated around the golden knob, the pain in his heart making it harder for him to open the door. What would she say to him this time? How would she look at him?Or worse, what if she cried again?Zhander staggered backwards until his back was against the walls opposite to the door. He had purposely stayed out until the day turned into night, trying to get rid of this same fear, but all the confidence he had built was now drifting away like waves created by the strong winds of his determination, but destroy
“Rosa…?” Zhander’s eyes hardened as he stared at her. “Who told you that you could call that f*cking name?” Marlie shuffled back on the bed, his gaze was tempestuous; so strong and murderous. “I…I…your friend…h-he told me…” Zhander’s eyes twitched, his hands clenching into tight fists against the mattress. “I don’t want to hear you say it again, do you understand?” Marlie nodded her head, even if she wanted to, she couldn’t defy him. His aura was so heavy, floating with so much power around the room, compelling her to cower. “O-Okay.” “Good. Now get some more rest, we’ll be leaving early tomorrow morning for father’s pack.” “W-Why?” “My birthday’s coming up, he wants me to celebrate it there for some reason.” Marlie didn’t say another word after that, instead, she turned her back to him, trying to calm down her hectic breathing. She had been scared just now; scared and angry. Why was it that she couldn’t call the name? It was her mouth, wasn’t it? What was so special about a st
After being forced to eat, Marlie brushed her teeth, took her bath, and then she was forced into a corset that squeezed tightly against her skin. A dress that fell lower than her ankles was zipped over it and then she was told to put her feet into shoes she couldn’t even walk in. Twice she had nearly fallen on her face, and it was close to the third time that Zhander had taken pity on her and given her slippers instead. Her hair was lightly trimmed and straightened and after about an hour of ‘getting ready’, she was standing in front of Zhander who was well put together as well. He was wearing a suit, just like the night of the celebration, but his hair was caught way neater. The back was loose, floating in curls down by his shoulders, but the top was garnered and then neatly wrapped. It was nice, or it rather made him look nice. Like a gentleman he looked, especially with that smile on his lips. “Just as I expected…you’re an angelic being Marlie.” He got it wrong…he was the angel
As soon as they descended from the woods, Marlie was greeted with multiple buildings compressed against each other. Some were short, some were tall, but all were coated in white paint. Xanthus hauled her towards the tallest one, making sure the sound of her slippers scraping against the stone paved entryway could be heard. “Let go of me!” “Shut that little insolent mouth of yours, I’m merely assisting you…don’t be ungrateful.” Marlie glared towards him, she knew now that he didn’t like her, but the feeling was mutual, because the mere fact that he was a werewolf made her hate him too. Huffing, she stayed still as he continued to drag her into the building. There were a few people around who bowed to Zhander who walked in front, but apart from that, they were walking in an empty hall, nothing but bland, white walls. It was until they walked a ‘mile’ more that they were able to see something other than the f*cking walls and it was a f*cking white door. Zhander shoved it open and in