Savages
Darcy fell to her knees, her throat sore as she dry heaved. She leaned forward until she could rest her forehead against the pavement. The sick plop-plop of blood hitting ground could be heard behind her, each drop burrowed its way into her brain and she knew she would never be able to forget the sound.
She held her hands just above the ground, letting them hover near her ears. She couldn't imagine touching anyone or anything with them ever again. She could feel the wet stickiness slithering between her fingers, running down her wrists to drip down to the pavement in a crimson puddle.
Hands, one blistering hot and the other a harsh cold, ran slowly up her back and into her hair. The fingers ran along her scalp as though to calm her. But she wondered how anyone could bear to touch her, she was tainted now. The hands ran back down to her shoulders, along her arms, until they made their way to her hands; fingers tangling with hers.
"Breathe…" Darcy shivered at the single word whispered against her ear. It was the same voice she had heard a dozen times over, in both the waking and dreaming world. It was the same voice she had longed would whisper sweetly against her heated flesh, that she longed to hear moan her name. "Breathe now… just breathe."
She took in a deep breath, but gagged when the taste of copper swept over her tongue. Those hands, those arms around her quickly lifted her up and plastered her against a hard chest. She fought against him, but she didn't have much fight left and just fell back into him.
"There now, it is all over." One of the hands, the one hot like fire, slid up from her waist to cup her cheek. Darcy wanted to protest as blood was smeared over her face, but all thought was driven from her when the hand turned her face so a pair of lips could press firmly down on hers.
Little by little the man parted her mouth, slipping into her. That moan she had dreamed of so many times vibrated through his chest. She clung to him, visions of red still behind her eyes. She couldn't understand what had happened, why she had done it. Slowly, she pulled back from his lips and stared straight into Bucky's eyes.
"Why? What have I done?" She tried not to look behind Bucky, there she knew the other man laid; ripped to shreds.
"He hurt you so you hurt him, it is as simple as that." Bucky slid his hand into her hair, using it to pull her closer to him. It had been glorious watching her. She had no clue yet what she was, she had no understanding of her birthright, but he would help her, he would show her.
"I killed a man, I tore him apart like an animal. What the fuck am I?" She pleaded with the man holding her, her heart beating harshly against her chest. The man had tried to hurt her, he had tried… she had been overcome with such anger, with so much bloodlust that she could taste it. She had wanted the man dead, she had wanted to do it with her own hands and bathe in his blood. And that is just what she had done.
"You are glorious." Bucky surged forward and once again pressed his lips to hers. She had been driving him to distraction since he had met her, but Steve had warned him to stay away. She was fragile, she had no idea what she was. He knew now Steve had been wrong, she was anything but fragile.
Oh, she was new and untrained, having been taken away as a child. But she was strong, just like her true family. He would train her and she would one day claim her birthright, and he would be there by her side. The world would once again know the glory of their people, and bow to their glorious queen. He would make sure of it.
Author's Note: I have no fucking clue what I just wrote. I really don't. Um, so I'm thinking that maybe Darcy, Bucky, and Steve are actually werewolves, or something along that line, and Darcy is actually heir to their throne, but had been stolen away when she had been a child and raised as a human. And now that Bucky has helped her unleash her true self he plans to train her and help her gain back the throne by a rival pack and he would be by her side as her mate….hmmm, look at that, there might be a story in this.
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