Selena
I hit the punching bag with rage and hunger. My arms were already sore, but I didn't care. Aiden was upstairs, and I was here. I can still hear his moans in my head, tightening around my cock, even though he still denies it. I hit the punching bag and stopped to catch my breath. The beast inside me was growling, I wanted so much to devour him, destroy him, and then fine him again. This boy was bringing out the darkest side of me, and it scared me.
I stormed out of the gym and went straight to my room. I needed a shower. My muscles were aching, and I could still feel Aiden's tight little hole clenching around my cock. That innocent face, those beautiful eyes, and that perfect body were driving me insane. I knew it wouldn't be easy when I captured him during the hunt, but he was making things even more difficult.
The water cascaded over my body, washing away the sweat and dirt from my workout. I leaned against the wall of the shower, letting the warm spray relax my muscles. As I stood there, my mind drifted back to Aiden, his soft curves and smooth skin pressing against me. Just thinking about him made my cock stir, growing harder by the second.
I wrapped a towel around myself and stepped out of the shower, steam billowing around me. My reflection in the mirror caught my eye-dark hair plastered to my forehead, sharp features softened by the humidity, and gray eyes still blazing with hunger. I ran a hand through my hair, slicking it back, and allowed myself a small smile. Tonight would be fun. As I dried off and dressed, I couldn't stop thinking about Aiden.
I pulled on a pair of black leather pants and a tight-fitting tank top, reveling in the feel of the cool fabric against my heated skin. I knew I had to maintain control tonight, for both our sakes. I secured my favorite knife to my thigh and checked my gun before heading back upstairs. Aiden was exactly where I left him, curled up on the bed with his knees drawn to his chest.
I walked into the bedroom, my boots thudding softly on the wood floor. Aiden looked up at me, his blue eyes wide and fearful. I could see the marks my fingers had left on his throat, and a surge of possessive pride coursed through me. He was mine now, whether he liked it or not. "Get up" I commanded, my voice low and steady. Aiden hesitated for a moment before doing as he was told.
I went to the closet and grabbed a t-shirt and jeans. I tossed them to him and he looked at me hesitantly. "Put them on! I'll be in the kitchen and then I'll be back with dinner." Aiden took the clothes and without saying anything started to get dressed. "And don't try to run!" I reminded him before leaving the room.
I walked downstairs, leaving Aiden alone in the room. My cock was still hard, and I could feel it rubbing against my pants with every step. Once in the kitchen, I pulled out a couple of steaks and some potatoes. Cooking always helped calm me down, and right now, I needed that more than ever. As I chopped vegetables and seasoned the meat, my mind wandered back to Aiden.
As I cooked, I thought about how much I wanted to claim Aiden. To bend him over the counter right now and slide my cock into his tight little hole. But no, that would have to wait. I needed to play this carefully. After putting the steaks in the oven, I poured myself a glass of wine and sat down at the kitchen table. I swirled the liquid around in the glass, watching as it caught the light from the chandelier above.
When the timer went off I took the steaks out of the oven and put them on a plate. I picked up my wine tray and headed up the stairs. I had to calm down, control myself until he confessed his love for me. I didn't care how long it took, he was mine and I would take him by force if I had to.
As I entered the room, Aiden was sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes fixed on the floor. He looked up as I approached, his expression a mix of fear and resignation. I set the tray down on the nightstand and handed him a glass of wine. "Drink" I commanded softly. "It will help you relax." Aiden took the glass with trembling hands and brought it to his lips. He sipped cautiously, his eyes never leaving mine.
Aiden's Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed the wine, his throat working visibly. His cheeks flushed slightly, whether from the alcohol or embarrassment, I wasn't sure. I took a seat next to him on the bed, close enough that our thighs brushed against each other. Aiden stiffened at the contact, but didn't pull away. "Eat" I said, nodding towards the plate of steak and potatoes. Aiden glanced at the food, then back at me.
Aiden hesitated for a moment before reaching for the fork and knife. He cut into the steak, his hands shaking slightly, and took a small bite. His eyes widened in surprise at the tenderness of the meat. I watched him eat, enjoying the way his lips parted slightly as he chewed. When he finished his first piece, I held out another one to him. "Here, try this one." He took it from me and ate it slowly, savoring the flavors.
As he ate, I could see the tension in his shoulders begin to ease. He was still nervous, but the food seemed to be helping. I reached out and brushed a strand of hair out of his face, tucking it behind his ear. He flinched slightly at my touch, but didn't pull away. "Relax" I murmured, my voice soft. "I'm not going to hurt you." He nodded slightly, but said nothing.
Aiden finished eating, his stomach full and his nerves somewhat calmed by the food. He looked up at me, his blue eyes meeting mine warily. I smiled gently, hoping to reassure him. "Feel better?" I asked. He nodded. "Yes, thank you." I took the empty plate from him and set it aside, then turned back to him. "Good. Now, I think it's time we talked." His expression grew guarded again. "What do you want to talk about?"
I slid closer to him on the bed, my leg brushing against his. "We need to discuss some ground rules" I said, my voice firm yet gentle. Aiden shifted uncomfortably, avoiding my gaze. "Ground rules?" he echoed, his voice barely above a whisper. I nodded. "Yes. First, you need to understand that you're mine now. You belong to me, and I won't share you with anyone." Aiden's eyes widened in disbelief.
Aiden swallowed hard, his throat dry despite the wine he had drunk. "I can't... I mean, I don't belong to anyone" he stammered, his cheeks flushing red. I raised an eyebrow, my smile fading slightly. "You do now" I said firmly. "Second rule: you will obey me without question. If I tell you to do something, you will do it immediately." Aiden's eyes widened further, shock etched onto his face.
"Selena this is crazy! You kidnapped me! You can't say such things!" Aiden growled and stood up abruptly. My smile fell and I stood up, towering over him. "Aiden don't test my patience" my voice was dangerous. Aiden took a step back until he hit the wall. "You're a psychopath! I'll never be yours!"
"Enough!" I snapped, my voice echoing through the room. "You will be mine, Aiden. Whether you like it or not." I advanced on him, backing him further against the wall. He trembled beneath me, his breath coming in short gasps. I could see the fear in his eyes, but there was something else there too, desire. He wanted this, even if he wouldn't admit it.
Before I could say anything else, my phone rang in my pocket. I growled in annoyance and pulled away from Aiden. "Sit on the bed and don't move until I get back" I ordered firmly. He hesitated, but I shot him a dangerous look and he sat on the bed. I left the room and took out my phone. It was Raven and I pressed the receiver. "Say Raven?" "Selena, come to our base! We've found some very intriguing things about Professor Adrian Cross" Raven replied. I had completely forgotten about the history professor. He must have been secretly on the hunt again. "I'm coming!" I said and hung up the phone.
I went back to Aiden and he was lying on the bed. "I'll get out," I muttered, moving closer to the bed. "If I find out you're running away, you'll be sorry, is that clear?" Aiden swallowed hard, fear in his blue eyes. "It's clear" he replied faintly. I leaned into his ear, whispering, "See? It's not hard to obey me, bunny." I bit his ear, pulling a soft moan from his lips. I barely restrained myself from fucking him. "Good boy!" I pulled away from him, his cheeks red. I bit my lips to keep from growling.