Warning Shots

~☆~☆~☆ Prologue PT 2 ~☆~☆~☆

The hospital is great, in the sense they ask minimal questions and tell me someone else will come to question me and gather info. I don't want to repeat everything over and over. 

I feel my body shudder and become confused by what I am seeing.

I smile up at his beautiful face as he leans down and kisses me.

“Amazing second date, Baby.” His finger proceeds to stroke along my jaw as his mouth begins to kiss along it. He is right. This was amazing. I can’t stop smiling.

“So, the plan now?” My smile begins to grow as his head tilts slightly at my words.

“Well, while it is the second date, it is like the tenth time we have met, so it is on you.” His words are soft against my ear, my body begins to shake from the sensation of his breath teasing my skin. I love this, how he is giving me a choice in everything, not just assuming and trying to get sex. He seems to be going slow, maybe too slow.

“How about you come in for a midnight drink?” I can hope, his brow raises as his look turns amused.

“Behave, Alena. You trying to seduce me is wrong.” I feel the heat flame in my cheeks as he reaches down and kisses my lips. “I will though, I like the idea of you seducing me.” I open the door and proceed to walk in, Max right behind me as I do. The feel of his finger stroking along my back made me stop. My heart quickened under his touch.

“I keep telling myself to behave, Alena, but your body is teasing in that damn dress.” I turn to look at him feeling my body getting pushed against the wall, his lips against mine as his hands grasp my body tighter. I move slowly, my hands reaching for him, watching as his hands grab mine, putting them in one of his. He then pins them against the wall. His other hand moves, teasing my body as his mouth begins to kiss and bite along my skin. My body moves, trying to break out of his hold as his hand pushes me against the wall, holding me in place as his mouth continues to tease me.

“Max, what are you doing?” I look at him with wide eyes. His head raises and his eyes meet mine.

“Fucking you baby, so fucking good. So good you won’t let another man near you ever again. You want that, don’t you?” His mouth lowers, biting against my breast as a scream escapes my mouth. His hands release my body momentarily to grasp my dress, the sound of tearing ringing in my ears. “I am going to love every second of this, Alena.” He pulls, tearing the thong off my body. His hands grasp my body, spinning me to face the wall. A sharp sting across my arse makes me jump, my body relaxing against his as his tongue teases my neck and ear.

I feel his hand pinning me against the wall, another sharp sting across my arse, causing me to jump and scream.

“Max, I’m not one of your submissives!” I try to turn and look at him, but his hands stop me. The feel of his breath against my ear has my eyes closing in pleasure.

“I know. I don’t expect you to be that person, Alena. This is nothing more than sex.” His hands slide down my body, and another sharp sting across my arse has me jumping and moaning. His hands spin me around to face him. My eyes watch as he kisses down along my body, stopping to kneel before me. His mouth kisses me, pushing me to the limit as I cry out his name, my fingers grasped into his hair.

I watch as he stands, spinning me to face the wall again. My body jumps at the sensation of his hand hitting my arse. Followed by another even harder, which causes me to scream. The sound of his clothes dropping to the floor makes my head turn, his hand grasping into my hair and stopping me. I stand facing the wall as I feel him move behind me. He isn't gentle, he is relentless in what he wants, and my back burns from where his nails tear into my skin.

“Max.” My word is quiet, the feel of his hand grasping into my hair and pulling my head back has me exploding in pleasure. His nails dig in deeper as he keeps trying to push himself to the edge of pleasure.

“Max!” I love this, but there is something that feels off. His hand wraps around my mouth, silencing me as his hips speed up.

“Shhh, Baby, just enjoy it for a few more minutes.” His words are followed by him biting against my neck, as he keeps chasing his release. I feel his hands turn me before carrying me to the bed.

My eyes close as I drift to sleep, smiling. Maybe it was a sign? Looking back, I now ask, was that all a sign? Was I blinded by love to see just how bad things would get? The power, the strength, the dominance, it seemed to melt me from the inside out, but there was that feeling of something else. Why did I not realise sooner?

I wake, a scream erupting from within me, as I take in the surroundings, I'm still in the hospital? 

"It was a dream, you're safe." Her words hold no comfort, it wasn't a dream, it was a memory and I felt every bit of pain from his nails, mostly though, I felt the fear, that I buried and told myself was nothing.

I was wrong.

It was everything.