Lucas's POV
Her eyes go wide on my statement. She lies on the bed, shocked and scared. Reminds me of those stray kittens.
I advance towards her dangerously and she eyes my steps cautiously.
" Sta..stay away from me. " She warns, trying to act brave. Just like a feral kitten would. But this is just a surplus to my new found amusement.
" Who is going to stop me? " I taunt.
Her breath hitches, and she gupls in fear. I March towards her, the sole of my shows making an echo. The only noise in this secluded place.
With swift movements, I drag her from her feet. Making her lie on the bed, flat. Before she can protest or get up. I get on top of her.
" You do smell good. " I whisper, close to her neck. My breath lightly brushing her skin, making sensations deep with in.
" Please...don't.
