Thread: To Bite The Hand (Google and Slashed007)

After her words were out in the open, Donovan moved toward her with a hunger that she could sense. His own lust for her could be felt within her body, making her hair stand up on her body. She could feel her body yearn for his, yearn to enter into heat. Ella wouldnt let that happen yet, she knew she couldnt hold it forever, but for now fighting it off seemed to work. Her fists were clenched at her sides as her body warred with itself. She did hate him and she knew that her mind was strong, even if she did go into heat, even if she did lose herself in the physical for a while she would remember her hostility toward him. He could never have her mind. She would not break, her heart was not meant to be subdued by a man such as him. An uncaring, arrogant man who knew nothing on how to be a leader and knew nothing about her. His deep, husky voice slithered into Ellas ears provoking her anger as he spoke. His chuckle sounded immoral as he moved even closer now. She could feel his body heat radiating off of his skin, it made Ellas legs quiver. She hated these reactions, but she knew that her nature was forcing her to feel this. She knew that his presence would trigger her heat. Her body felt as if were growing hotter, as if she were lit on fire, she could feel the sweat start to break out. It was so hard fighting off her nature, but she didnt want to go into heat. Her anger bubbled over at his words, despite the fact that her body longed for him. You just dont fucking know me do you! she barked, her nails starting to grow sharp, her teeth elongating significantly. Before she could even get one hit on him though, he had already lunged. She could not deny that his speed and strength were great, definitely alpha material. When he was alpha, he would be even harder to defy. He would act as both her leader and her mate, a very confining situation. His hand had gripped her hair, yanking it and holding her in place. His other hand found her beautiful dress, her conservative outfit she thought would have protected her. His hand gripped at it and the words that followed made her body heat in excitement, but her mind and heart growled in anger and in fear. Many females, even the most eager ones, grew afraid when their mate mounted them. Despite the want to be taken and the need the body experiences, pain is still felt on the first time. Of course after a while the pain dulls and the females usually bask in pleasure, but for Ella there would be no basking in pleasure. There would be no afterglow, no affection, only a growing hatred that would consume her. His hand was still entangled within her hair when she decided she would not let him have her so easily. Her body still warred with her, everything it wanted she desperately tried to hold off. Her hands raised and with one quick blow, her hands came down on Donovans chest. Her claws dug a deep gash into his chest and then, despite his painful grip on her hair and the throbbing pain in her head, Ella grabbed his arm. She dug her claws into his arm, she knew he was strong and that he would heal, but she was sending him a message loud and clear. Her mind and her heart was that of a warrior. She knew her body would cave, that she would enter into heat, and she knew that she would need him. That his body would be the key to her relief, but she also knew that when she awoke from the haze she would not simply forget her feelings.