11. His Woman

~Aliyah's POV~

**I had no idea what it felt like to be touched before...

My back was turned towards him, but his silent presence, cold body against my warm one, was enough to remind me who it was. His breath was warm, just like his presence around me, but his fingers were cold.

Though his fingers were cold, still his mere touch on my bare back, igniting the unknown fire inside me that craved for more. An unknown feeling started to settle between my legs, giving me that ache that didn't feel painful at all.

I felt the area between my legs tightening, asking for more touches, or maybe... Touches down there.

His fingers were tracing my back, making my heart race and my breath heavy. For the very first time in my life, I felt what pleasure with pain feels like. My lower was throbbing and wet at the same time. The fire that my body held just to get more of him and all of him only kept rising. The slightest distance between us, with his soft breath against my flesh made me squirm and I unknowingly took my butt closer to him.

I want to feel him more... All of him.

Our lowers touched, he groaned, and I bit my lips. He was freaking hard. I could feel his dick poking into my butt straight. It felt like... He was wearing nothing. Was my dress a hurdle?

Then I want it off.

"I want all of you..."

His voice hit me straight in my heart and my lower. As if they were both connected at this moment. I didn't know what it was, love or lust, or moving ahead with him like his lover or slut, but I freaking wanted him.

"I know you want the same..."

I was dripping, and he knew it. And he made it worse by licking my bare back and holding my waist.

His warm tongue made me shiver, and a moan came out of my mouth. But it wasn't just another moan... It made me feel like a woman. His woman. He made me lose control over the single string I was holding onto.

"You are mine... Nobody can touch you but me..."

He whispered, sending a shiver down my spine and making me let out another moan. I didn’t know what people meant when they said they feel their core tightening and their libido getting high, but now, I have figured it all out.

His lick on a sensitive spot on my neck made me moan and lose all my senses, "Then have me..."

His hand moved from my thigh to my waist, and my heart made a tiny leap as anticipation flooded me. His hand roamed on my waist, making sure I was responding to his touch and kisses on my shoulder with moans. And when he felt pleased, he squeezed the lower part between my legs, making me squirm in pleasure

"Louis!" I moaned.

"I will take you my way," He whispered.

I barely nodded, telling him that I was ready. But the desire to feel his skin against mine filled me in, and I wanted to hold him. But how? My hands were still tied.

I tried to come up with words, but before I could say anything, I felt his tongue on my shoulder replaced by teeth and- What the fuck? Oh god, why the fuck did he bite me?**

"No!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.

This wasn't supposed to be happening! His bite...

No... It's not him...

"No! Get- get away from me!" I yelled again.

The sharp, piercing pain crossed through my body, making every nerve in my body burn. I tried taking the man away from my neck, but his grip was so tight around my neck that if I tried to move more, he would end up snapping my neck.

My neck burned with his teeth sunk deeper into my flesh while I yelled for help. I fucking didn't do anything to go through this pain!

"My son must have felt a thousand times more pain than this," A deep, dominating voice came from behind that hit me straight in my gut.

His son?

"Your brother killed my only son!"

It was a woman's yell. It was filled with pain, agony, and tears. The pain of losing a son was loud and clear in her cracking voice, but how the heck do I make her understand that wasn't my fault!

My pain and fear intensified as I realised not only were my hands tied, but I was blindfolded as well! I was freaking hurting and I fucking didn't even know by whom!

"No, please listen to-"

"Listen to you? Fuck you, bitch!"

She yelled, and then I felt a hit on my foot that wrecked my whole body.

"No!!!!"

I could feel my bones cracking up and yells bouncing back in the room, begging them to stop, but the sharp, intense pain due to something digging deeper into my foot kept hurting me. It felt like I was daggered deep, and it was moving constantly on my foot, making me cry my heart out.

I could smell my blood, thick and metallic, flowing down from my neck and out from my foot. I could smell the distress, pain, agony, and everything that my body was throwing out in my blood at the moment, but I couldn't do a single thing to stop it.

"What the fuck is wrong with you? Step away from her!"

"She killed my son!"

"I said step away..."

My brain refused to believe the voice my ears just heard, but the skips of beats in my heart told me otherwise... It was him... How? I don't know. But...

It was him... My... My mate...