His Dark Desire: Tales of a Yandere

93 iv. His

She tried to wiggle herself free from him but his arms kept her in place. She sighed and pushed him on his chest, finally making him bulge and waking him in the process.

“Phone,” she demanded. “I need to call my parents or they will be worried.”

“There will be no need for that,” he said coldly.

“What do you mean no need for that?! I need to call my parents! They must be worried sick by now!” she panicked as hundreds of images entered her mind, none of them are pleasant.

“No one will be looking for you,” he said, as a matter of factly.

She sat up and stared dumbfounded at him as fear started to travel up her spine, “What the hell do you mean by that? I have a family waiting for me! Parents and a sibling who must be worrying themselves like crazy looking all over for me.”

He stood up and calmly opened the veranda, the cold wind entered the room chilling her even more. His gaze was on the horizon as he stared into the dawn.

“Your family has already mourned you and moved on,” he continued, not daring to look at her.

“What do you mean mourned me?! Just what the hell do you mean by that?!” she panicked and rose from the bed as well.

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“I said, no one will be looking for you because they all thought you have died,” he said, point blank.

She ran towards him and gripped his arm, making him look at her, “What the hell are you saying?! Your words don’t make any sense!”

“This is the only way to keep you safe,” his eyes were solemn, and no trace of guilt can be seen in them.

“How- how? How did this happen? Tell me!” her voice raised as panic began to settle in.

“A random corpse was found in the fire that engulfed your apartment a few nights ago,” his eyes did not lie, she can see it. He meant what he just said. Everything he said just happened.

“Whose corpse?” she felt her whole world spin as she stumbled backward.

Before she can fall flat on her arse, he managed to pull her back to him, his strong arms caging her as she sobbed.

“Please tell me this is all a joke. Tell me exactly what is happening. This can’t possibly be real. How can you be so cruel?” she demanded, her whole body shaking from shock.

“Hush, baby. It is going to be fine. It is a necessary thing. All you have to know is I am doing all this to protect you,” his strong arms won’t let her go no matter how much she pushed him away.

“Let me go, you crazy bastard!” she bit on his arm, making him release her as she ran towards the door.

She turned the knob and ran free as she turned her eyes around the lavish interior of what appeared to be a mansion. She looked behind her and found him staring at her, walking at a lazy pace.

She ran down the stairs as he followed closely behind. When she finally reached the ground floor, she saw a woman dusting some of the furnitures.

“Please, help,” she begged the woman who just ran away from her without so much as a word.

Before she can run after her, she felt strong arms catch her, she was being lifted off the ground. She didn’t even have to guess who it was.

“Why are you doing this to me?! I have already given you what you wanted,” she sobbed as he held her close as if restraining her.

“What is it that you think I wanted?” his voice was serious as he let her go.

She turned around and faced him, “Sex! Somewhere in that distorted mind of yours, you find satisfaction in keeping me here as some sort of a sex slave.”

His eyes bored on her as she backed away from him. He did not move from where he was, he just stared at her like she was to be his meal.

Anger seethed through Dominus as he walked closer to her, “Do you think I am someone who needed to do all of this for sex?”

She felt trapped as his golden eyes focused on her, making her feel even more jittery than she already is. She wanted to hide but hiding is not an option when prey is already under the predator’s claws.

“And as far as I recall the events of the evening, you were the one begging for more,” he stopped when he got her cornered against the wall.

She blushed hard as she recalled the events of the night before, “Then what do you want if not that? What can you possibly gain from abducting me?”

“You,” he caressed her cheek even as her breathing became fast and her heart became erratic.

At that moment she did not know what to do, she felt like she will lose her mind at any moment in that stillness. The sudden comfort she felt as he touched her skin added to her confusion. Why does he affect her so?

How can this man commit offenses against her and she couldn’t even bear to remain angry with him? How can she find it difficult to truly be mad over the things he did and continue to do to her?

“Have you no conscience, trapping me here like some pet forced to participate in your game,” she hissed, her sharp words making his eyes fill with hurt.

What right does he have to act like the party most hurt by all of these? She was the victim of his abduction, the one trapped in this silly game of his!

So why? Why does he look at her as if her words wound him? And why is she so affected seeing that hurt?

“This is not a game, but if you want it to be so, then maybe I can do just that. Do you wish to be kept in a cage instead? You wish to be my pet, little love?” his smile was cruel, making her nerves tingle as he looked at her with promises of pain.

“You are insane! I will do everything to get out of here, and I will have you incarcerated and pay for everything that you have done,” she punched his chest but he easily pinned her wrists above her head.

“You think I fear paying for all my crimes,” his voice was cold and she felt her heart tremble from hearing it.

“I will gladly pay for my crimes as you see fit, but not if it meant losing you. Then did you really think I will allow us to spend a single moment without each other? I have already suffered so much. You can not deny what you owe me, my queen,” his lips ran across her jaw then back up to the tip of her ear.

“And what is it that I owe you?” she asked bravely though her heart wanted to burst from the intensity of the feelings he awakened inside of her.

“You owe me all of yourself. Your dedication, your loyalty, your submission. You owe me your whole self, in as much as my whole self belongs to you,” he leaned towards her and gazes at her trembling lips.

She closed her eyes as his lips glided with hers, it was slow and sensual, as if waiting for her to push him away. Daring her to stop him from doing more, knowing she will not be able to do so.

And yet when he pulled her closer towards himself, when his lips crushed hers as he demanded her wholehearted submission and answer to his kiss, she answered him.

Not halfheartedly as she would have hoped, but intensely and deeply so, answering him with equal passion and fervor. Her mind lost the battle it had waged against her whole body.

“See what I mean?” he whispered in her ear. “You belong to me. Beyond this world and in the next, it is only I to whom you belong.”

Before her mind can fathom what he just said, he was kissing her again, sliding his tongue inside her mouth, shutting her up from whatever it was she wanted to say.

“Every corner, every inch of your body is mine to take. Every passing thought, every hope, every fear, every preposterous idea is mine to keep,” he unbuckled his belt and lifted her on his hips, not bothering to prepare her before he slid off her panty and slammed his shaft inside of her.

She winced as she felt pain in her already abused core, “It hurts,” she complained and pushed at his chest.

“Every pain, every damned sensation, also belongs to me,” as if proving his point, he continued to thrust further into her as she shook her head.

Her body betrayed her once again as each pain he inflicted on her caused her to mumble incomprehensible words. Soon her moans filled the room as he thrust faster, deeper into her, replacing the pain with pleasure that drove her wild and equally insane.

“Every pleasure, every desire will be filled up by me... caused by me... for me,” he grunted as she tightened for him, her juices coating his thick shaft as he opened her up further.

She whimpered when he bit her shoulder, making her body jerk as the sudden intensity of the pain caused her mind to blank out.

“Mine, always mine,” he slammed faster into her forcing her to a reeling orgasm... and of another... and another.

Her body shook with his assault, now knowing only of pleasure as their age-old rhythm only seemed to intensify. She clung to him as he burrowed himself deep into her womb.

His cock throbbed painfully against her walls before releasing warm liquid that filled her to the brim. She moaned as she reached her own climax yet again, the warm feeling making her lose all her sense of right and wrong.

To say she hasn’t been aware of anything else except the blinding pleasure he brought her will be an understatement. She has lost all sense of reason yet again as he held and ravished her like a useless unthinking doll.

All she was aware of is the warm feeling of being filled up by his seeds as her walls constricted around his shaft, her body seemed unable to let him go.

“Mine, always and forever mine,” she heard him whisper before she lost consciousness. Exhaustion pulled her over to yet another of her deeply seated memoirs.