HYBRID GROSS 12

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I stop myself from punching the wall of the old hut and causing it to collapse. I feel a rage inside me that I'm starting to get possessive of the human female inside. I was on the verge of getting really wild because I was so turned on I was afraid I'd lose control and hurt her in some way.

Am I so damaged that I can't control my animal instinct? But how could I when those blue eyes looked at me with so much desire?

It will be a memory I will never forget.

After a few minutes, much calmer, I go back to the room. The female's body is stretched out on the bed and her closed eyes open immediately when she senses my presence.

- Are you okay? I ask as I approach.

“I'm… I'd just like to go to the bathroom. - asks almost whispering, with rosy cheeks.

“I was just going to drop her. — I get closer.

Embarrassment is something I can read in her expression right now, her cheeks getting redder as she takes in the way my gaze runs over her body, hovering over her bare thighs with intensity. The taste of you is still in my mouth from both your arousal and your kisses and it makes me extremely hard.

“I apologize for leaving like that. - I speak calmly opening the cuffs on his wrists.

Victoria doesn't look at me directly but her vacant gaze tells me she doesn't know what to say at the moment as I carefully release her arms.

“It's okay… You looked sad all of a sudden.

“It wasn't sadness. I got mad at myself. She looks at me with confusion on her face.

- Why? That was the most wonderful experience of my life, do you regret touching me? His voice is filled with guilt and concern. I feel miserable to see it in his expression too.

I want to clarify why I'm angry, but I don't want to frighten her with my possessive thoughts and I'm afraid she'll be afraid of me, I never want to see fear in her eyes again.

- Never. - I say with certainty letting out a slight growl - Do your wrists hurt?

- Does not hurt. - responds.

She sits up and starts pulling her shirt down to cover her lap, I pull her wrists towards me and start stroking them, slowly sitting down on the edge of the bed next to her, her eyes finally meet mine.

- Are you mad at me? I ask her.

- No. — he replies without hesitation, shaking his head in denial — I just don't know how to react right now. I barely recognize myself. I never...

- Never what? I study her expression carefully. Did you have this closeness with a male?

"Yes, and I've never been so bold." It wasn't my first experience with sex, as you know, but you didn't hurt and it wasn't horrible. I was arrested many times during the period that my ex kept me, he also kept me tied up but with you everything was different.

“He had you arrested to abuse you and forced you to have sex. I growl, anger deepening my voice.

I feel rage and hatred course through my blood, I want to howl in rage and hunt this damn human male.

- IT IS. He never considered the things he did to me as abuse because I signed a damn document against my will that said we were married. He felt that a husband could force his wife to have sex and it wouldn't be considered rape.

“If you give me a name, I will find him and kill him. — I'm honest, I want to break this human's bones.

- Are you serious? She smiles and I get lost for a few seconds, fascinated by her smile.

- I am. Very serious. - I confirm.

“Robert isn't worth it.

"So that's his name, good to know."

“That's his name, but not that I want you to get your hands dirty with that shit. In the end he was arrested, but I have a feeling that being involved in the political mafia, he didn't stay for long. The only thing that comforts me is knowing I'm far enough away for him to find me.

“If you were my female, I would protect you from all harm, never abuse you or hurt you. I don't understand how that damn male was able to do this to you. Her expression turns serious when she realizes my words are sincere.

- Thanks. His gaze looks grateful. If I were your female, I would be very happy about that.

I look away from her with difficulty, I wish I could spend all my time looking at her, even more so when her cheeks are as flushed as they are now. My chest burns again, feeling the same as it did minutes ago and I can know it's my protective and possessive instincts screaming to keep her.

"Aren't you going to tell me why you felt angry with yourself and left like that?"

I decide to be honest.

“I'm damaged. It's been a long time since I've touched a woman willingly and touching you has turned me on so much, made my animal instincts come to the fore. My whole mind now screams for you, I felt like ripping off your clothes, taking your body and marking you as mine, it makes me afraid to get wild and aggressive and thus end up leaving you horrified with me. I'm saying this because just as you can slap me and push me away, you can also accept my body and my instincts, although I think you'll choose the first option.

I watch a pair of wide, surprised blue eyes staring back at me, her cheeks redden again and the hesitation creeping into her expression lets me know she's not sure what to say.

"I shocked you didn't I?" — I question — I still don't know how to deal with human females who aren't there just to torture me. I feel different about you.

"You promise this is true and it's not just because you took it on as a mission?" Because if it is, you really don't need it. If you think it's your duty since you promised me that you would make me know pleasure, you are free from your promise. Don't make it a debt, please. - Her voice is so soft it makes me want to nestle my head in the crook of her neck and stay for hours listening to her talk.

The thought comes that I'm really getting very possessive and clingy, I know it's part of my DNA to have that kind of instinct, but it's confusing to me, I've never felt anything like it, I might have felt it at first for some female when I I didn't see what they did as torture. But I didn't feel that way about anyone.

“I guarantee it's not just the debt. I know you said you didn't know if you wanted me to stop trying and I hope you didn't change your mind. Don't tell me no, let me touch you again and I swear it will be even better. I practically beg.

— I say yes Gross, I accept.