His Innocent Sera

He came to surprise her, only to get surprised instead.

There was no way he could describe the feeling that consumed him as he watched her dance. He was entranced, utterly spellbound. His breath caught as she moved so gracefully, so adorably in the rain, stirring a storm inside him. Her feet barely touching the ground, her arms carving invisible paintings in the air only he was allowed to see. So fucking beautiful. The dull, persisting ache in his chest slowly growing into an inferno of desire. A desire to do something unpardonable, to carve his name on her delicate skin with his searing kisses.

The rain thrumming over her skin, the wind wrapped around her was stirring up his possessive demons. They had no right to touch her. Only he did. He would become the rain that kissed her, the wind that wrapped around her, and the damn ground she walked on. He would become her world and she would have to live him, willing or not.

He waited for her to sense him. He loved how her body would respond to his presence even before she could locate him. It let him know just how deeply he was carved into her consciousness. But right now her slave was lost in her own world. A world he wasn't a part of...... yet. Fuck! he felt like a starving dog, drooling over his favorite meal.

A few moments later, she finally turned. The girl visibly paled, the smile in her eyes replaced by unmistakable alarm. But that wasn't what stopped the world for him. The dim glow from the lamppost illuminating her heaven-spun irises causing his control to snap like an over-stretched wire. Before he knew it, he was moving towards her.

He strolled towards her, determined to remove all the stains of rain on her body with his marks. He will not spare, not even an inch of her for others. She belonged to him solely.

Her meek gaze searched his eyes as he closed in, trying to figure out his intentions. If only she could.

He leaned closer, shielding her from the pervy rain. Now only a whisper of breath lingered between them. She opened her mouth, her voice catching as she spoke but he silenced her. The heat of his lips finally claimed hers, professing his intentions without uttering a damn word.

Fierce and devouring, he claimed her mouth like he was born to ravish it. Her lips were even softer than he imagined. So fucking delectable that it drove him to the edge of madness. She tried to push him but he crushed her feeble attempts by seizing her wrists and pinning them firmly over her head. His free arm circled possessively around her waist, yanking her closer. Long he had denied his body its due pleasure. It's time he claimed what rightfully belonged to him. His need so overpowering, no one could tell it was his first kiss too.

Fuck his life! Her virgin mouth was going to be his undoing. He unraveled under her lips, like a river breaking through a dam. He swallowed her whimpers, savored her salty tears as if they were the precious drops of nectar. The taste of her lips was so dangerously addictive, he knew he was coming back for them again and again. And she will have to submit to his perversion, each time, every time.

His fingers dug into her wrist. The moment she parted her lips to gasp, he shoved his tongue into her mouth. Tongue in her mouth, he kissed her fervently, determined to imprint himself on her. It wasn't just a kiss but a declaration of his ownership on her. Her heart, her body, her mouth- they all were his possession. There was no going back from this. Not for her and definitely not for him.

He broke their kiss, a thread of saliva stretched between their lips, a testament to his filthy hunger. His eyes, dazed and dark, locked with her teary ones, gazing down at her as if seeing her for the first time. There was not a hint of guilt clouding them. His breath- heavy and ragged- scorched her thoroughly abused lips. They tingled every time his breath caressed them, reminding her of her ruination.

He stole her first kiss.

"Why did you do that?" she asked brokenly as more tears filled her eyes. He stood remorseless.

The downpour intensified in the background but not a single drop made it to her. He was her cage personified, shielding her, enveloping her.

His gaze flickered to her trembling lips, desire flared in them once again.

"Why not?" he murmured hoarsely, reaching up and running his thumb over her lower lip, making her hiss in pain.

"They are mine. I can do whatever I want with them," he justified his action without faltering.

"You had no right," she choked out, shaking with rage.

"I have every right on you, Sera. You are mine," he declared in a low but dangerous voice.noveldrama

"Says who?" she retorted through her grounding teeth.

"Says I. And whatever I say goes," he remarked. Helplessness hung over her features. She had no idea why he was hurting her? Did she do something wrong?

"Why are you punishing me?" she asked as tears traced a line down the curve of her face. He gently brushed the tears away.

"Did it feel like a punishment?" he asked, still basking in the effect of their magical kiss. It was surreal. He could still feel sparks dancing over his skin.

"felt like the worst torture," she countered, unable to mask her rage. His jaw clenched tight. But he decided to let go this time. She was overwhelmed.

He began caressing her cheekbone with his knuckle and said, "we'll improvise." Color drained down her face upon hearing it.

"No...no...this is wrong. You can not touch me aga.." before she could finish the sentence, his hand clamped around her throat, choking her. Her eyes grew wide in terror. With raindrops dripping down his hair and face, he resembled some villain of a gothic novel.

Cold ire blazing in his eyes as he stared her down and seethed, "I own you, Sera. I can do whatever I want with you. If I wanna kill you.." he paused, squeezing her neck harder, earning a whimper from her. He loosened the grip and added dangerously, "I will kill you. If I wanna kiss you, I will kiss you. And there is nothing in this world that's going to stop me."

She closed her eyes in exasperation, tears falling out.

He leaned in and relocked their mouth, dismissing her plea. He wanted to kiss her

and he would do just that. He will keep kissing her until he is satisfied.