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We make our way toward the store. It has that old-world charm with its wooden facade and rusted sign. The bell above the door jingles as we walk in, announcing our presence to the seemingly absent staff. Lila heads toward the clothing aisle, her gaze focused and determined.
I navigate through the narrow aisles stacked with everything from canned food to car parts. The scent of dust and old paper fills my nostrils as I quickly glance over the shelves, grabbing items of necessity. I occasionally glimpse Lila, her brow furrowed as she sifts through the clothes.
As I reach for a battery pack, a voice interrupts my thoughts. “Need some help there, buddy?” I turn to find a store worker, a lanky teenager with a pimpled face and a nametag that reads ‘Dan.’ He looks barely eighteen, his voice still breaking in that awkward phase of adolescence.
I manage a smile, hoping it screams normalcy and masks the darkness within. “Just grabbing a few essentials,” I respond, my voice steady.
His gaze flicks over my shoulder, landing on Lila. I see his eyes widen, cheeks flushing. She’s trying on a cardigan, twisting this way and that in front of a cracked mirror. As I look at her, my violent possessiveness rears its head. I feel a feral growl building in my chest. She’s mine. Every inch of her.
“Keep your eyes off her,” I command, my voice holding a dangerous edge.
He stumbles back, startled, his face turning a shade paler. “She’s... I didn’t... I mean...I,” he stammers, his eyes wide.
I step closer to him, my gaze not leaving his. “She’s mine,” I growl, the words dripping with a quiet menace. “And I don’t like people ogling what’s mine.”
Dan gulps, swallowing his words, his eyes darting around in panic. He nods quickly, muttering a low ‘okay’ before scampering off. A feeling of satisfaction fills me. Lila is mine and only mine. No one else should lust after her.
Lila finishes picking out her clothes and heads down the sanitary aisle. I grab a few t-shirts and jeans in the right size before following her, observing as she reaches out to touch a pack of sanitary towels. Her fingers trace the pack, her lips pursed in deep thought.
“Get some,” I tell her nonchalantly, my eyes fixed on her. She startles, her hand pulling back. But she doesn’t question me; she just turns back and puts a pack in the cart. I see her fingers creep toward the tampons next, and I nod in agreement. “You’re going to need them at some point.”
She nods, quickly adding a box of tampons to the cart. But I’m not done yet. I walk past her, reaching the end of the aisle where the condoms and lubricants are stacked. I pick up a large box of condoms and toss them into the cart. I then reach for a bottle of lube, holding it out to her.
“We’re going to need these too,” I say, my voice steady.
Her face drains of color, and she stumbles back as if I’ve struck her.“Why?”
I tilt my head. “Unless you’re on the birth control, and then I’ll just breed that cunt of yours as much as I like.”
She trembles, shaking her head.
I narrow my eyes, sensing she might be lying to me. If she were taking the pill, then she’d definitely not be coveredanymore, but if she has an IUD, that’s different. “Are you lying to me, starlight?”
“No,” she says, glaring at me. “I’m not on birth control because my pills are at home.”
I’m unsure if I believe her, but there are ways for me to check. If she thinks I don’t know how to check for an IUD, she’s greatly mistaken. “If you’re lying to me, I’ll find out.” I throw more condoms into the basket and lube. And then a dildo catches my eye, so I throw it in too as it will prove useful when I decide to stretch her ass out. “Best stock up, though, in case you aren’t.”
Her nostrils flare. “Don’t be an asshole. I don’t want to have sex with you. I’ve got a boyfriend.”
“What?” I advance toward her. My fists clench at my sides as I close the distance between us. “You’ve got a boyfriend?” I spit out, my voice harsher than I intended. I can feel the flames of anger licking at my insides. “Tell me his name so I can murder him for being inside you,” I demand.
She flinches, and I can see the terror in her eyes. It’s a sight that would have pleased me, but not after hearing that another man had been regularly fucking her before we met. She shrinks back, her eyes wide. “No!” she retorts, her defiance igniting my fury further. “I won’t let you harm him.”
“Is that so?” I sneer, my nostrils flaring. “Then maybe I should make you mine completely, so you’ll have no choice but to forget him.” My voice drops to a threatening whisper. “I can make you forget him, starlight.”
I reach out, wrapping my hand around her delicate throat, my fingers applying enough pressure to let her know she’s at my mercy. “I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’ll forget your own name, let alone his,” I promise, my words a twisted blend of anger and desire. “I’ll have you begging for me, panting my name like a desperate plea. You’ll find pleasure in nothing but my touch, my taste, my cock.”
“Your pathetic boyfriend won’t compare to the filthy, raw pleasure I can give you,” I continue. My other hand slides down her side, gripping her hip tightly as I pull her against me. “He’ll be nothing but a distant memory, buried under layers of lust and ecstasy. You’re mine, starlight, and I’ll be damned if I let him or anyone else come between us.”
“You’re insane,” she breathes.
“You’re right,” I admit, releasing my grip. “I’m insane, but it doesn’t change that I want you, starlight. That I need you more than my next breath.”
Her breath hitches, proving she’s affected by my words. She wants what I’m detailing as much as she tries to deny it. The dirty little girl wants my dick filling her holes, taking her against her will.
“Come on, let’s get the fuck out of here,” I say as more people enter the store.
The cashier looks at me with an air of disinterest. He scans the items nonchalantly, avoiding my gaze. Smart man. I hand him cash.
