scratching to get away.
“Stay still and it will be over soon,” he commanded, slapping me hard across the cheek once more, before burying his head in my breasts with a lustful moan as his hands worked to undo the bra clasp in the back.
The sound of screeching br akes sounded, a loud feral growl filled the air, and I heard a choking sound as I felt Scott’s weight being lifted off of me. I looked up in surprise, shocked to see Aidan holding Scott in the air by his throat, his face filled with fury, his fangs exposed, shaking the large jock like a rag doll. Scott’s feet dangled wildly as he gasped for air, his eyes bulging from their sockets as he looked fearfully down upon the vampire who held him.
The raw fury in the air threatened to consume me , but I found my voice when I saw Scott’s head fall back and his struggles ceased. “Aidan, stop, you are going to kill him,” I hollered. He looked at me with a feral gaze, and I couldn’t suppress the shudder that came over me. Terror for the man who had always been kind and good to me took hold. For as long as I could remember, Aidan had been in my life, spoiling me rotten and devoting many hours to entertaining me. Yet when he looked my way with eyes as black as night, so unlike the electric- blue ones I was used to, I couldn’t help but be terrified. “Please stop,” I begged. He stared at me for moment, uncomprehending. “Please.”
He turned his gaze back on his victim, who was now somewhat coherent and clawing at his captor’s arms wildly. “It is only for her that I let you live, but if you ever hurt another girl, I will hunt you down and end your miserable life,” Aidan told him, his deadly tone leaving no doubt he would honor his words. “Do you understand?” Scott mumbled something unintelligible, and Aidan threw him across the porch with a flick of his wrist. He landed against the wood rail on the opposite side of the porch with a thud and a groan before passing out completely.
Without a backward glance , Aidan strode toward me and picked me up in his arms carefully. He cradled me close, burying his face in my neck and taking a deep calming breath before pulling back. For a brief moment, his eyes locked on my barely covered, heaving chest, but then he shook his head and lifted his eyes to mine. “Are you okay?” he asked in a hoarse, raspy voice that in no way resembled the haunting, familiar one I was used to hearing.
I nodded , my body shaking involuntarily in his arms, unable to speak.
He moved us quickly to his car, which sat in the middle of the street, still running. He buckled me into the passenger seat before tenderly stroking my cheek and closing the door. Within seconds he got in the driver’s side and took off, tires spinning as he pressed his foot heavily on the gas pedal.
I pulled my shirt together as best I coul d and huddled in the seat, scared and humiliated. Tears rolled down my cheeks and ragged sobs tore from my throat as I wrapped my arms around myself to try to stop the trembling of my body. Aidan pulled a blanket from somewhere in the back seat and tucked it around me, but I was not cold, just frightened and shocked by the night’s events.
W e made it home in record time, and he came around to get me out of the car, lifting me again into his arms as if I were a feather before heading for the front door.
“Please , I cannot let them see me like this,” I pleaded, stopping his advance. Tears filled my eyes once again and I pointed to the garden, hoping for a chance to get myself together before having to go in and face my parents.
“Whatever you want,” he said softly , carrying me into the garden and setting me down carefully on the wood bench inside of the gazebo, turning away politely as I tried to fix my shirt.
I tried to close what buttons remained on my shirt, but m y hands shook uncontrollably and I could not get them in place, no matter how hard I tried. I cried out in frustration, a fresh batch of tears
“Stay still and it will be over soon,” he commanded, slapping me hard across the cheek once more, before burying his head in my breasts with a lustful moan as his hands worked to undo the bra clasp in the back.
The sound of screeching br akes sounded, a loud feral growl filled the air, and I heard a choking sound as I felt Scott’s weight being lifted off of me. I looked up in surprise, shocked to see Aidan holding Scott in the air by his throat, his face filled with fury, his fangs exposed, shaking the large jock like a rag doll. Scott’s feet dangled wildly as he gasped for air, his eyes bulging from their sockets as he looked fearfully down upon the vampire who held him.
The raw fury in the air threatened to consume me , but I found my voice when I saw Scott’s head fall back and his struggles ceased. “Aidan, stop, you are going to kill him,” I hollered. He looked at me with a feral gaze, and I couldn’t suppress the shudder that came over me. Terror for the man who had always been kind and good to me took hold. For as long as I could remember, Aidan had been in my life, spoiling me rotten and devoting many hours to entertaining me. Yet when he looked my way with eyes as black as night, so unlike the electric- blue ones I was used to, I couldn’t help but be terrified. “Please stop,” I begged. He stared at me for moment, uncomprehending. “Please.”
He turned his gaze back on his victim, who was now somewhat coherent and clawing at his captor’s arms wildly. “It is only for her that I let you live, but if you ever hurt another girl, I will hunt you down and end your miserable life,” Aidan told him, his deadly tone leaving no doubt he would honor his words. “Do you understand?” Scott mumbled something unintelligible, and Aidan threw him across the porch with a flick of his wrist. He landed against the wood rail on the opposite side of the porch with a thud and a groan before passing out completely.
Without a backward glance , Aidan strode toward me and picked me up in his arms carefully. He cradled me close, burying his face in my neck and taking a deep calming breath before pulling back. For a brief moment, his eyes locked on my barely covered, heaving chest, but then he shook his head and lifted his eyes to mine. “Are you okay?” he asked in a hoarse, raspy voice that in no way resembled the haunting, familiar one I was used to hearing.
I nodded , my body shaking involuntarily in his arms, unable to speak.
He moved us quickly to his car, which sat in the middle of the street, still running. He buckled me into the passenger seat before tenderly stroking my cheek and closing the door. Within seconds he got in the driver’s side and took off, tires spinning as he pressed his foot heavily on the gas pedal.
I pulled my shirt together as best I coul d and huddled in the seat, scared and humiliated. Tears rolled down my cheeks and ragged sobs tore from my throat as I wrapped my arms around myself to try to stop the trembling of my body. Aidan pulled a blanket from somewhere in the back seat and tucked it around me, but I was not cold, just frightened and shocked by the night’s events.
W e made it home in record time, and he came around to get me out of the car, lifting me again into his arms as if I were a feather before heading for the front door.
“Please , I cannot let them see me like this,” I pleaded, stopping his advance. Tears filled my eyes once again and I pointed to the garden, hoping for a chance to get myself together before having to go in and face my parents.
“Whatever you want,” he said softly , carrying me into the garden and setting me down carefully on the wood bench inside of the gazebo, turning away politely as I tried to fix my shirt.
I tried to close what buttons remained on my shirt, but m y hands shook uncontrollably and I could not get them in place, no matter how hard I tried. I cried out in frustration, a fresh batch of tears
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