HYBRID GROSS 13

victoria

I accepted. There's no denying that I enjoyed what he did to me and to say I don't want any more would be hypocritical of me. I really want. Just the memories make my body burn with desire. I try not to laugh at the obvious look of relief on his face that I'm okay with his touching me again.

“You said you needed to use the bathroom. Go fast. - he says looking anxious with a different sparkle in his eyes.

I just nod and practically run to the small bathroom in the corner of the room and close the door, which ends up locking automatically.

I pee, take a shower, put on a robe that was hanging on the back of the door, and brush my teeth last. I spend a few minutes combing hair that isn't even tangled and when I realize it, I'm remembering his mouth kissing me and doing other things too, my face gets hot along with my whole body. The penny of what we've done is really sinking in and it's inevitable that I won't feel a little shy.

“Victoria? I'm startled when he knocks on the door. - Did something happen? Are you okay?

— Yes, I'm fine, nothing happened. I answer, realizing that I must have been in here for some time.

“You locked the door and you've been there twenty-eight minutes, I heard the shower but now I don't hear a sound.

— I was taking a shower and now I'm combing my hair. I say, feeling my hands tremble with anxiety.

"Are you going to be long?" I have prepared something for you to eat in this weather.

Surprised, I hesitate only a few seconds before unlocking the bathroom door. The large Hybrid is one step ahead of the door blocking the passage. God, he's really big standing up, my head hits just below his muscled chest. I try to swallow my anxiety.

"Would you break down the door?" I ask why he's so close to the door like this.

- No. I just worried. — he takes a step back allowing me to walk past him to leave the bathroom — Are you hungry? My stomach rumbles with the smell of food penetrating my senses.

- Can you cook? — I ask going towards the dresser where he left a plate with food, I analyze it and it looks good, the smell is also great.

It looks like some kind of soup.

- Yea. Sometimes when I didn't fight much during a withdrawal session, because I was already too weak and injured, they said they would bonus me so that I would always be obedient, I thought of something better than cooking videos and house and car repairs for a few hours, but it was their prize for me. The information stuck in my mind and I figured I might be hungry, so I saw a few things in your kitchen earlier today. You did it for me and I'm doing it for you now.

"It looks really good!" Thanks. - I speak with enthusiasm, my heart warms with the gesture.

I take the plate and sit on the bed, my legs crossed. I don't hesitate a second before picking up the spoon and spooning some of the broth into my mouth. The taste is good and I recognize that it is a potato broth. The silence in the room gets a little uncomfortable as I eat and he stands watching me.

- It's delicious. - praise breaking the silence.

"Glad you liked it." I promise to take good care of you until that HybridFalls you mentioned isn't enough. There is no need to worry about anything. — looking into his eyes, I see the honesty stamped.

“I don't know what to say other than thank you. - I'm honest.

- You do not need to say anything. And I thank you. You saved me. Human beings are dishonest and cruel, but I believe there is the exception, you are proof of that. I am a Hybrid and I am in your debt, I will do everything I can for you.

Impossible not to associate his last sentence with his obsession with making me stop being afraid of sex even though he swore he wasn't touching me just because he felt indebted to me.

“You showed me that not all touches hurt. Just as you said I am the exception of humans, you are the exception of males, I would die of horror with a human male touching me, but you are a Hybrid , I somehow trusted that you would be different and really he was.

— I'm a male, I would never hurt a female, even more so one as small and delicate as you, when I look at you I just feel like protecting, how was a human male able to cause you pain? I watch his mouth tighten in anger and knowing that he hates Robert for what he did to me makes me feel good somehow.

His words sound so sincere that I feel like breaking down in tears and awkwardly asking him to hold me. I've never met anyone like that.

"Aren't you going to eat?" — I change the subject because I don't seem to know what to say ever.

Funny, because I was talking to walls a few days ago.

“I already ate. - he replies looking at me and I look away, feeling that the moment for him to touch me again is approaching.

I'm nervous but now that I'm not scared anymore and I know his touch won't hurt, I'm even curious and anxious about the other things he could do to me.

- Look at me. — he asks, moving and kneeling in front of me — When you look me in the eyes, I can tell by your expression if I'm doing right to please you or if you're not liking it.

Intense blue canine eyes stare into my face. He reaches out to take my hand and with the other he removes the plate from my lap, placing it next to him on the floor. He guides my hand until I touch his bare chest, I shudder internally at the feel of the warm skin that I had already touched to care for, but that now has another sense of touch.

“I won't hurt you. This is going to be about you learning to enjoy yourself. I can feel your nervousness.

He moves my hand lightly over the full length of his bare chest, and I'm shaking with anticipation. He then approaches my palm, placing it over his heart, and gently holding it there.

I feel my body heat up just feeling his skin under my touch, a shiver runs through my body and a chill settles in my belly as he slowly rises and my hands roam lower, over his densely built and defined abdomen.

Every detail of it is perfect, it would make a beautiful work of art.

I let out a breath, surprise hitting me when I realize that his body also inspires me to want to paint again, his perfect male silhouette being my sketch.

I close my eyes, enjoying it, intensifying my touch without his having to hold tight over my hand.

“Open your eyes, Victoria. I enjoy watching them as they darken with passion as I make their bodies burn with desire. — I do as he asks and I can feel the intensity of his gaze on me, the feeling I feel in my chest is almost painful.

He takes my hand and slides it down a few more inches, I catch my breath when I feel something hard and thick under the material of his pants. I look at his sex and even though he's inside his clothes, I realize he's erect. I remember how impressive it was already in its inactive state, so now it must be grand.

It amazes me that something of this size could exist.

“What do you want me not to do? Tell me something your ex did that you're afraid of. I swallow.

“He hurt me. Much. Forced me to do things... I don't want to remember, please. I don't expand on the explanation knowing he'll guess what I've been through.

“I really will kill him for you.

“Not going to lie, I'd love to see him dead, suffering a little before he goes to hell. I smile, amusing myself with the image of how Robert would react if the terrifying Hybrid went after him.

I realize suddenly that I'm feeling even too comfortable in the presence of a man who has my hand on top of his hard member. I don't want to run and hide.

“He liked it when I begged him not to hurt me. That excited him more. He liked to put me on my back and . . .” The memory sickens me and I feel like throwing up.

Instinctively I pull my hand away from Gross, but he catches it in the air and strokes the back.

“I don't want any of this, Victoria. I just want you to never be afraid again.