SWNOVELS Chapter 4: Sleep is overrated anyway!
He walked into the warehouse, and saw her on the other side bending over a desk. With careful strides he moved across the floor to stand behind her. Her body tensed at his presence but she didn’t turn around to face him. Both feeling the warmth radiating off the other. He reached his hands out and grazed up her arms so soft, so smooth, she let out a soft gasp and her body shivered from the contact. His arms encircled her waist and he pulled her to him, she didn’t fight, she didn’t resist, she went willingly. She stood straighter and pressed her back into his chest welcoming his embrace. He smelled her hair and let his nose travel down to her neck, breathing in her scent.
“MINE!” He whispered in her ear. His voice was husky and silk like “All mine!” He whispered again, she tilted her head to the side giving him better access, he pressed his lips to her neck trailing kisses up to her jaw and then back down to her shoulder. She purred at the feeling of his lips on her, his core stirred and she sucked in a sharp breath when she felt him harden against the small of her back. He held her tighter to him not wanting to let her go, not wanting to give her the chance to walk away. He wanted her, he had to have her and he couldn’t wait any longer. She was his and he would claim her as so. She snaked her arm around his neck to pull him closer to her, his hands trailed down her body, his thumbs grazing over her breasts causing a moan to escape her lips.
Spinning her around he crashed his mouth onto hers, taking what was his. It was demanding and hungry, he ravaged her lips drinking in her taste. She matched him, his need, his hunger, his demands were met with hers. He lifted her to his hips and she wrapped her legs around his waist. She felt him pressing against her hard and wanting. The kiss broke and he did not want to lose contact, he kissed down her jaw, her neck to her shoulder leaving a trail of fire behind. When he reached the spot nestled in between her neck and her shoulder, she moaned and arched her back towards him. Driving him, feeding his hunger. He placed her down on the desk and started to move over top of her, his hands had to touch her silky skin, but there was too much fabric, with one swipe and he ripped her shirt off, she gasped at the movement. He brought his mouth back down to hers, he wanted to make her moan and scream his name. Kissing her soft lips drinking from her, his hands trailing up her waist to her beautiful full breasts, her body hummed and warmed with each caress, each kiss, she felt like she was on fire. His mouth trailed down her neck, her fingers ran through his hair gently tugging encouraging him for more.
“Kane” she whispered “Please” she gasped as his mouth kissed her left breast, his tongue flicked against the flesh as his teeth grazed her nipple she screamed ….ahhhhhhhhhhhh….
Kane bolted upright in bed breathing hard. What the fuck was that? Incentive! Incentive to what? To get the girl and make her ours! You gave me fucking a sex dream? Encouragement dreams! What the fuck is wrong with you? I WAS HELPING! Ky yelled. WELL HELP LESS! Kane yelled back. Ky retreated to the back of his mind and flopped down with a huff mumbling about lack of gratitude. Kane rubbed his hand over his face, he could still feel her on his lips and his body was still humming from the dream, he looked over at the clock 4:30 FUCK! He groaned, sleep is overrated anyway, pulling himself from his bed and headed for a cold shower….a very long cold shower.
She was in her warehouse bent over a desk looking over a few sketches when she felt a presence behind her. Her body tensing, but enjoying the tingles that washed over her in waves. She felt his hands graze her arms and she gasped as electricity rippled from the contact. His arms encircled her waist pulling her against him, she willingly went, embracing his arms the safety she felt there, the pleasure they promised engulfed her. She felt his lips on her neck, tasting her, teasing her, her body shivered with each touch. She moaned when he kissed the tender spot between her neck and shoulder. She felt him against her back growing harder, his caresses, his kisses becoming more demanding, more needy. He spun her around. She saw dark grey eyes staring back at her, desire, passion, want, lust all circling in them. She closed her eyes as his lips came crashing down on hers, she felt…...nothing. Her eyes snapped open, he was gone, the pleasurable shock waves coursing through her was replaced by fear and dread. She was standing in a small dingy house. The paint peeled off of stained cracked walls. In some places the roof was on the verge of collapsing in. It smelled rancid and made her stomach lurch, she held back the bile that rose in her throat. He wouldn’t like that the contents of her empty stomach spilled on the already dirty floor.
“Where are you, you little bitch?” He was calling her, “That kitchen better be spotless” he demanded,
“Yes papa!” Her body started to shake as she ran towards the kitchen, dishes covered the counters and piled high almost touching the roof in the sink, there was some liquid on the floor. She immediately started doing the dishes as fast as she could. But no matter how many she did, the pile never shrank, only grew and grew. She was panicking, breathing hard, rushing, going too fast and the pile started to fall. She fell backwards trying to get away from the dishes crashing down around her. She heard his thunderous stomps above her head, the roof shook, the walls shook, the dishes rattled off the counter. She started scrubbing the floor, breathing hard
“YOU LITTLE BITCH” he screamed. The first blow came to the right side of her head, she cried out in pain. “Why can’t you do anything right?” He kicked her in the ribs across the floor. She scrambled to get away from him holding her side. Pain ripped through her, fear gripping her. He grabbed her by her ankle and pulled back across the floor
“Where do you think you’re going? You can never get away from me” he sneered. She clawed at the tiled floor, squirming to get out of his grasp. She kicked her legs wildly and connected with his jaw. He stumbled back, his eyes wild with rage, she tried to run but a wall blocked her path. No, no, no! she thought, this is not supposed to be here. Where’s the door, where’s the fucking door. He crossed the room in two strides and ripped her by her hair back onto the floor.
“You filthy, worthless little bitch! You will pay dearly for that” he brought his fist down again and again, she cried out in pain. “Cry you little bitch! Let me hear you scream” her tears and sobs fueling him more.
“Kane!” she cried out for him to help her, to save her “Please!”
“I will gut you” he pulled a sharp knife as he was plunging it into her gut she screamed ….ahhhhhhhhhhhh….
Dax bolted up right in her bed, breathing hard her hands flew over her body checking for marks. Sweat dripping off of her, her bedding thrown all over the floor from her wild movements. She rubbed her hand over her face and checked the clock 4:30 FUCK! Her body still shaking from her nightmare, she got out of bed, wrapped her towel back around her and went to have another shower. Guess I’m done sleeping, she thought. Sleep is overrated anyway! Her subconscious chimed in.