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Human Pet
By : christineyoung
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A/N:Again, I don't own the Twilight realm and I make no money from this story. Alright, my lovely readers. Chapter 3. Let me know what you think, please. I thrive on reviews.

Chapter 3

Bella POV

I opened my eyes groggily. The first thing that I was aware of was the aching throb in my head. I reached up and touched it gingerly, gasping in pain when my fingers trailed across my temple. I also felt a stinging sensation in my arm. In the dim light of the room, I could just see a cut about two inches long on the inside of my forearm. I was confused. How’d that happen? My thoughts finally returned to reality. The ballet studio. James. My eyes quickly darted around the room in terror. He wasn’t there. I breathed a sigh of relief.

It was so dark in there that I could only see a few details. Or serious lack there of. The only thing in the entire room was a bed and I was laying on it. I sat up and the room tilted crazily. Okay, that wasn’t a good idea. I laid back down and curled into a ball on the bed. Why was I so tired and weak?

I turned my thoughts to Edward. It was all I could do to stifle the sob of agony that ripped through my body. I missed him so much that it was actually painful. I was angry at myself for getting into this situation. The pain I had caused him. I also felt fear. Fear for the safety of him and his family. I knew in my heart that James was right. They would hunt for us. It would be more than I could bear if something happened to one of them because of me. I was weak and frail and impossibly plain. I was not worth fighting for.

I saw a shadow move under the door and I involuntarily shivered in fear. The door creaked open. It was him. I was close to having an all out panic attack now. My heart was beating so hard in my chest that all I could hear for a moment was the frantic drumming in my ears. My breathing became labored as I struggled to calm myself down. His ideas about a pet frightened me more than death ever could. At least with death, you knew what to expect. It might not be quick and painless, but it was final. You wouldn’t wake up the next day and have to experience it all over again. This was beginning to feel like a never-ending nightmare. My own private version of hell.

“Hello, Bella,” he said pleasantly as he shut the door. “Your coven has found my ’letter’. They are hunting for you just as I expected them to, but they are no where even close. They don’t even know what direction I took you out of Phoenix. I must confess, things are going better than I planned.”

He crossed the room, making his way over toward the bed. Toward me. I resisted the overpowering urge to run from him. It was an action based in futility. Fight or flight. It was laughable really. I couldn’t run from him or fight him. My body’s natural instincts weren’t going to work against James. Besides, at the moment I felt so lightheaded that I’d probably fall on my face. The only thing I could hope for is to maybe outwit him.

He stopped in front of me. I whispered, “Please. Just kill me. Don’t do this.”

He laughed and pulled me to my feet. I looked at the floor so I didn’t have to look into his eyes. I was afraid of what I would see. He said, “Now why would I do that? You are so much more useful to me alive.” He put his cold finger under my chin and tilted my head up so he could look into my eyes. “You are beautiful. Edward does have good taste. Speaking of taste,” his fingers traced the cut on my arm, “you taste far better than you smell.”

My legs gave out. Waves as nausea bubbled in my stomach and up into my throat. That explained where the cut came from and my overwhelming weakness. He supported my weight easily as he spoke again. “oh, come on Bella. You’re no fun. But you should get used to this. You are mine now. I’m going to do things to you that Edward has only dreamed of doing.” He laid me back down onto the bed.

My heart was sprinting in my chest. I remembered Edward’s fears of trying to be intimate with me. Always so afraid that he would lose control and accidentally hurt me. Edward was always so restrained when it came to anything physical with me because he loved me. I realized that James didn’t have those feelings about me and wouldn’t feel the need to be so careful with my fragile body.

The flight instinct took over. I tried to scramble away from him. My attempt was pathetic; he held me easily with one hand. “Bella,” he admonished. “Don’t make me be rougher than I have to be. I don’t want to kill you, but I will hurt you if you continue to fight me. Consider this a learning experience. You’re about to experience firsthand what I expect from my pet.”

He pressed his cold, hard body down onto mine and I shuddered. I couldn’t move an inch. Just the weight of his body immobilized me. He caressed my cheek and I turned my head away from him. How dare he touch me like that. Like I was his lover. Maybe in his sick, twisted mind that’s what I was. Never mind the fact that I wanted no part of this. Of him. Maybe he was deluding himself into thinking that I wanted him.

I could feel the hardness of his erection pressed against my thigh and my stomach heaved. He was going to take the only thing that I could have given to Edward that really mattered. The only thing that Edward and I were on equal footing with. Panic seized my mind. What if Edward didn’t want me anymore when I was no longer pure? What if when they finally did find me, Edward turned away in disgust? The thought was almost to much to bear.

James turned my head and kissed me forcefully, simultaneously unbuttoning my jeans. He broke his kiss and sat up quickly yanking my pants of in one fluid motion. I tried to block out the present by concentrating on my memories. It was the one thing he couldn’t take from me. I stiffened as I felt his fingers slide into me. He growled as I whimpered in pain. If his fingers hurt me then the rest would be torture.

He said, “You’ve never done this before, have you?”

I refused to answer. I wasn’t giving him the satisfaction of knowing just how much he was taking from me.

He said, “ I don’t need you to answer the question, Bella. I can tell. That’s just one more thing I get to take from Edward. I got you and now I’m going to get your innocence.”

My eyes filled with tears. I’d never felt more helpless in my life. I was powerless to stop this. I trembled beneath him knowing that nothing I said or did was going to stray him from his goal. This sick, masochistic game he was playing.

Using his fingernails, he ripped my shirt away from my body, leaving a long bloody track across my stomach. For one brief moment, I felt a surge of hope. Maybe the blood would be too much. He did say that I was his singer. But then I remembered that he’d already pleasured himself with the taste of my blood. And yet here I laid sprawled under him, feeling dirty and used. Why was it that when I wanted to die, nothing ever happened to facilitate it?

James sucked noisily and greedily at the cut making sure he got every last drop of crimson liquid that he could. “Your blood tastes like a fine wine,” he whispered as he moved down the length of my body, his freezing lips grazing my skin.

I started to panic, my heart fluttering in my chest. Never in my worst nightmares would I imagine that James would try what I knew that he was going to do. He wasn’t going to leave me untouched in any way. He was going to spoil my virginity in every way possible. I was not going to sit still and allow this to happen. I resolutely decided that I was going to fight him. I didn’t want him entertaining the idea that I was a willing participant in his games. The worst he could do was kill me, which wouldn’t be so bad.

I started to get up, but before I’d even slide myself up into a sitting position he’d forced me back against the bed pressing against my stomach with just one hand. “Bella, you know you can’t win. Why fight me? Can’t you see how much I want you?” I replied, “All good things come to those who wait.” He chuckled, “I’m not that patient. It most definitely isn’t one of my many virtues. You… are… my… pet… Bella.” He paused between each word for emphasis. “You are about to get a reality check, my dear, sweet tasting girl. I’ll do what I want, when I want it. Never forget that. I will get what I want and what I need. And at this moment in time, that’s you.”

He began his journey once again. I tried once more to push myself from under his cold body. Suddenly his weight disappeared from me and he standing beside the bed. “Fine,” he growled. “Have it your way. Be right back.” He ghosted out of the room.

I had just enough time to stand up and wrap my exposed body in a sheet. I pressed myself against the far wall, wishing that I could just evaporate from this waking nightmare. He was back and he was angry. He had something black twisted around his hand. He said, “I can’t risk you getting too gravely injured, Bella. I guess I’m going to have to protect you from yourself.”

He moved so fast from my line of sight that he just vanished. He appeared out of thin air in front of me. Before I’d even sucked in one startled breath, he had my wrists in his stone grasp and was dragging me back to the bed. I was struggling with all of my might and yet his movements appeared effortless. “You see, Bella. This is totally pointless. But since you are going to force my hand.” He pushed me down onto the bed cruelly, knocking the breath out of me. Before my mind had even reacted to what was happening, he had ripped away the sheet and tied my wrists to the bed. I looked up at my hands in terror. Silk scarves. Not tight enough to hurt my hands. I tested the bindings. Definitely too tight to escape from.

He stepped back to admire his handiwork. “My, my. That’s a very sexy look. Erotic. It’s turning me on even more, if that’s possible. I should have thought of this a little earlier.”

He ripped my bra off, breaking the straps and bruising my shoulders in the process. I gritted my teeth against the pain. I shuddered under his penetrating gaze. He just stared at my body with the most terrifying expression on his face. Pure unadulterated lust. I had ached for Edward to look at me like he was. Then to act on his desires and in the same breath to fulfill my own. It was so cruel that I had to endure this perversion of what I’d hoped to experience with Edward.

He moved toward me slowly, his eyes still glued to my trembling form. I wanted to cover myself again. I felt ashamed at being so exposed and vulnerable. I didn’t know that it was possible to be visually raped. Then he said, “You are lovely, Bella. I‘m really giving serious thought to eventually turning you and making you my mate.” I replied, “What about Victoria? I thought she was your mate?” He laughed as he traced my thigh. I cringed away from his unwelcome touch. He said, “Victoria, hmmm. She was ever so useful sometimes. But I never cared for her.” I didn’t reply. Hell would freeze over before I’d ever want to be his mate. He was so callous about his feelings for his supposed mate. He’d basically just admitted that he’d used her. He was everything that Edward was not.

He stepped away from the bed and pulled off his jeans. My heart rate increased in terror. He was huge. He was going to rip me in half. I shut my eyes as he climbed on top of me. He whispered in my ear raising the hairs on the back of my neck in fear. “You will see, Bella. I can be gentle. Compassionate. Merciful. Now, where were we?”

He started at my mouth. Kissing his way down my body, his cold lips leaving chill bumps in their wake. He paused at my breasts and ran his icy tongue around my nipples. My tented peaks were throbbing from the force of his tongue and the coldness of his mouth. I was trembling violently by the time he reached my belly button.

Again, he slid his fingers into my soft core. He said, “You are very warm, Bella. I can only imagine what that is going to feel like. I’ve never done this with a human since I was turned. I guess this will be a first for both of us.” He grasped my thighs, digging his fingers into my flesh to spread my legs apart. I let out a soft cry of pain. He probed my folds with his tongue. It was so cold. Like an ice cube. I was quivering with indignation. I tried to move my legs and he tightened his grip causing my bones to ache with protest. I swallowed the bile that had risen in my throat and bit my lip to keep from crying out loud. My useless tears leaked freely from my eyes soaking the sheets beneath me. I concentrated on remembering Edward’s face. I was desperate to distract myself from the horrors of what he was doing to me.

He sat up and pulled my legs around his waist. I kicked his back and winced in pain as my heel made contact. It felt like kicking a brick wall. He chuckled darkly. “I told you that you were only going to hurt yourself.” He crushed his lips to mine, forcing his tongue into my mouth. He said, “Can you taste how delicious you are? Absolutely mouthwatering.”

I felt his erection pressed against my entrance. He leaned down to my ear. “Are you ready, Bella?” My mind shouted ‘no’ but panic caused me to choke on my cry. I felt my delicate skin tearing as he slowly pushed himself inside of me. I could feel every icy inch as he forced himself into me. He paused when he reached my barrier. Then he thrust deeply, breaking it. I bit my lip again, this time bringing blood to muffle my cries of agony. I didn’t want to give him the pleasure of my pain. My lip wasn’t the only thing that was bleeding. I could feel it leaking out of me, staining the bed beneath us.

Finding his rhythm, he attacked my mouth again so he could capture my blood. He groaned as I bit him as hard as I could. I might as well have bitten a rock. I didn’t hurt him. On the contrary, it excited him further.

I laid there, wishing for death. I’d given up. My life as a pet would prove to be torture. There was pain everywhere in body. Suddenly, there was a searing pain in my right wrist. I opened my eyes to see James sucking on a fresh gash. Maybe he would just drain me dry. I was already weak. My vision started to get very blurry and my eyes rolled back in my head. James fisted his hand in my hair and pulled, painfully jerking me back into reality. He said, “You don’t get off that easily. There is one more thing I want you to experience before you close those pretty, little eyes.”

He pulled harder on my hair arching my back to press my body into him and giving him complete access to my neck. His nose drifted from my ear, along my chin, and to the hollow of my throat. He inhaled deeply and I knew this was it. He was going to kill me. He was so cruel. Why did he have to humiliate me before killing me? I pictured Edward’s face in my mind one more time as he sank his teeth into my neck. The pain was immediate and excruciating. He began to drink and then mercifully the blackness enveloped me.

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Human Pet	By : christineyoung Category: Twilight Series > Het Views: 17279 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or make any money from this story.

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