4. Draven
Chapter 4
Draven
“What do you want?” she asks when our eyes connect again, barely any sound to her voice.
I trail the wand down her cheek, leaving goosebumps in my wake. “Don’t ask questions you don’t want to know the answer to, my little shadow.” Then, to her mouth, her lips parting slightly at my touch, a quiet moan leaving her lips. By the way, her eyes widened that delicious moan left without her permission. “What do you want from me?” she asks again, her voice a tad more assertive, and that assertive tone sends a jolt straight to my cock. I linger my wand there for a few seconds, sweeping the curves of her plump lips before bringing it down to her chest. Her body straightens, her chest rising and falling rapidly.
I inch closer. Her sweet lavender scent threatens to knock me to my feet. “You really want to know what I want?” I whisper in her ear. She nods her head. “I want to explore every inch.” I trail the tip of the wand around her right breast and then her left breast. “Of your perfect body.” Her nipples harden from my touch. This shirt is tight enough that I can see them blossoming. The desire to rip her shirt open and taste her is almost too hard to overcome. God. I need to have her. I need to consume her. “I’m going to fuck all those demons out of you, little shadow. I’m going to exorcise every single one of those fuckers until the only one left is me.” She closes her eyes, biting her lip, her chest rising and falling faster with each second that passes.
“Please,” she pleads.
“Please, what? Little shadow.”
The sound of Matt's shoes against the gravel road reaches me first before the feel of him trying to shove his way between us. He tries pushing me away a few times but gives up after a few seconds when he realizes I’m not going to budge. “Let’s go, Catherine. My parents are waiting for us.” He orders her, but she has not paid one ounce of attention to him. Her eyes have not left mine this whole time. He snaps his fingers in her face, but her gaze doesn’t move. Her blown-out pupils tell me that if I were to trail my fingers between her legs, her underwear would be drenched. He grabs her chin to get her attention, slowly her eyes move from mine to his as if she didn’t want to stop staring at me but the pain he is causing her forces her to.
I grab the back of his neck. Pressing my fingers deep into his flesh, wishing I could feel his pulse quickening as fear takes over his body but with these black gloves I’m wearing it’s hard to. “Didn’t anyone teach you?” I grip his neck hard, a whimper of pain escaping his mouth. “Not to touch a lady without permission?”
Her eyes are flipping quickly between Matt and me, and my hand on his neck. “There’s no problem here, Mr. Soul Reaper. We were just leaving.” The sound of her soft angelic voice does things to me. It activates every cell in my body.
“Let us go, man.” Matt pleads, but it’s not because of him that I let him loose. It’s because she asked, and as much as I don’t fucking want to leave her alone with him, I let her go anyways. She will be okay; I would not do something that will cause her harm. His minutes are marked, and I’ll be watching her closely. Today is the last time this good-for-nothing piece of shit lays his hands on her.
They give me a wide berth, trying to go around me, but I step in front of him. His gaze hardens, and I can’t help but chuckle over his pathetic attempt to scare me. This little shit can’t even scare a fly. “Can you move?” he asks, a small tremble in his voice.
I lunge at him, getting my face very close to his. “Boo,” I whisper. He jerks backward. I laugh and walk away, my black cape willowing behind me as I walk against the wind. Count your blessings, Matt; you will soon get what’s coming for you. For right now, I'll simply observe.
For now.
I’ve seen that piece of shit turn my beautiful tulip into a lifeless, dull gray version of herself the last nine months they’ve been together. Judge her, change the way she talks, the way she dresses, the music she listens to, and abuse her mentally and physically. She has lost her shine since she’s been with him. But I’m not worried. She will soon be back to her vibrant self once again.
It’s time to end this cat-and-mouse game she and I have been playing for years. It’s time she finally meets her secret admirer.
I spend the next hour and a half following my tulip around, making her darkest fantasy come to life. The only Soul Reaper who will get close to her is me. Matt left her after our little interaction using the excuse that he had something to do before meeting his parents. He made a show earlier about her clothes and meeting his parents when they weren’t even here. But what can you expect from a dramatic little bitch like him?
It didn’t phase her that he left her. The way her face lit up, I knew him leaving made her happy. She has been having a good time with her friends, walking around carefree, laughing, eating, going on rides, and enjoying her time. It has been a long time since she has had fun and I will do anything in my power to keep her this happy. I will burn this fucking town and the people in it, to the ground if I must. It is my job to keep her safe from anyone.