Chapter 139
Fiona POV
My heart was pounding wildly in my chest. I could see Graham’s eyes darken slightly as he peered closer at me. My lips trembled with anticipation. He gently cupped my cheek, trailing his finger up and down, a small smile on his face, He moved closer and I sucked in a breath, watching as his face loomed closer. So close. I trembled, feeling his breath against my skin and then he took my lips with his, soft and gentle at first as I melted against him, my hand touching his chest as he deepened it, his tongue slowly delving inside my mouth and caressing my own, causing me to give a soft moan. My first kiss and it was unlike anything I had ever experienced before. I was in a state of disbelief and longing, feeling his hand begin to move from my face to the nape of my neck, gently stroking it.
It felt so good, almost soothing in a way. I could feel the callouses on his fingers and the roughness of his skin but it didn’t bother me. He was a shifter after all and it was normal for him to have calluses and all sorts of other common issues.
“I’ve always liked you, Fiona,” he said, pulling back from me, licking his lips, and smiling widely. Why have you never looked at me before now?” he asked daringly, “why couldn’t you see just how much I wanted you?” he demanded as I faltered.
Why was he so angry with me? I didn’t understand it. It’s not as though any of this had been done on purpose,
I was confused. I had never ignored Graham but he hadn’t made a point of seeking me out either. Had I been oblivious to all the signals he had been sending me? I felt foolish, ducking my head and blushing. “I’m sorry Graham” I mumbled, feeling his hand tighten its grip on me. “I guess it just never occurred to me that you might like…” I trailed off sheepishly.
I wasn’t exactly experienced when it came to boys or their feelings in regard to me. I had never dated before, let alone kissed a boy. I was merely waiting until I found my mate, but that was now laughable. What mate would want a wolfless girl like myself?
For my eighteenth birthday, things were not turning out as badly as I had imagined tonight. He smirked and then I felt his hand moving downwards, reaching out to cup my breast as I jumped in shock. What did he think he was doing? Just because I had submitted to a kiss, it didn’t mean I wanted anything more. He was taking liberties with me and I didn’t like it. I removed his hand, staring at him in defiance and feeling mildly irritated. What was it with men and thinking with their genitalia?
“Graham, I don’t like it when you touch me like that. Just because we kissed it doesn’t mean I’m giving you permission to do anything else” I spat out in disgust.
Why did he have to go and ruin a perfect moment just like that?
He had gone from being soft and gentle to manhandling me. I expected him to apologize, to move away, or admit he’d made a mistake. Instead, he let out a low growl and glared at me.
“You’ve always been a snooty bitch” he muttered as my mouth dropped open “acting as though you are better than everybody else. Like your some sort of Puritan angel. I got news for you sweetheart” he growled as my body stilled and I stared at him, feeling helpless. “You aren’t all that you know.”
I had never thought I was better than anybody else. I opened my mouth to object to his accusations but didn’t get very far as he pushed me against the trunk of the tree again, his body moving to trap me. His hands moved, yanking down my dress and exposing my breasts as I let out a small squeal, his hands roaming over me roughly as I tried to push him away with no success. I opened my mouth to scream and he shoved a hand over it, making my voice muffled. I attempted to bite him and he slapped me roughly across the cheek, grabbing my mouth again and pursing my lips.
“Try it again” he warned in a deadly tone, “and I’ll make sure you can’t move while I take you” he threatened. “I’ll hurt you so bad you’ll wish you were dead” he added menacingly.
He meant it. I could tell by the tone of his voice. I cursed the fact I hadn’t received my wolf today. If I had…I could have defended myself easily instead of finding myself in this situation. I would have been able to escape and find help. Instead, I was at this man’s mercy and I felt degraded, humiliated, and desperately wondering what I could do to get myself out of
this.
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No. This couldn’t be happening. I wriggled as he cupped my breast and squeezed, causing me to let out a small whimper of pain. His hand moved lower, slowly reaching beneath the hem of my dress as tears came to my eyes. I opened my mouth and felt his hand cover it again. I couldn’t move. I was almost paralyzed with fear. This was the last thing I had expected from Graham Why had I been so stupid and allowed him to take me this deeply into the forest? How could I have been so naive? I let out a sob, feeling his hands begin to grasp my underwear, roughly tearing them and throwing them carelessly away. I turned my head, watching where they landed, feeling as though my last bit of defense had been torn away from me. I could feel myself trying to make myself as small as possible as thought that might prove to be helpful.
“Gods I’ve wanted you” he growled, sniffing the nape of my neck, his hand going eagerly to the zip on his trousers. “I can’t wait to see if you are as fucking tight as I’m picturing it. By the time I’m finished, you’re going to be begging me for more” he chuckled, the zipper on his pants slowly going down as I tried to kick at him and felt my head get slammed against the trunk of the tree for my trouble. He grabbed me and shoved me to the ground, pinning me to the floor as I stared up at him, shaking my head in denial, silently begging for him to stop. The punishment would be severe for this but he seemed unconcerned for some strange reason. Was this another consequence of severing ties with my family? Had he deemed that I was no longer under their protection because of it?
He chuckled, enjoying the look of fear on my face. The bastard was relishing this.
“Little bitch, thinking you’re better than everyone else” he uttered, pulling out his member as my eyes widened in panic.
This wasn’t happening. Not today. Not tonight. I could feel myself shaking violently as he forced my legs apart. Any moment now, I was going to lose my innocence in the worst possible way. I wanted to scream, to beg somebody to hear me, but this deep in the forest? Nobody would hear me. I let out a sob, watching as he began to grip himself, guiding himself towards my entrance, my heart skipping a beat as I turned my head, unable to bear to watch what was about to happen to me.
“Son of a bitch” roared a voice and before either of us could react, Graham was promptly grabbed by the neck and flung violently to the ground, while I stared upwards, unable to believe who had just come to my rescue. It was him, of all people and as his scent washed over me, I blinked, the man’s hands clenched into fists and a deadly look on his face as he turned and stared at Graham who was beginning to struggle back to his feet….
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