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The suspicion was killing me. He was hurt, his body covered in wounds and the blond lock in the hand of one of the victims. Everything was strange since it should be impossible for him to escape of that beast. That thing murdered groups of people, even in the case he would be the murderer, he's just a kid. Even more impossible for him to murder a group of persons. And the most important fact: That thing isn't human. Dean clearly is.

I asked him a lot of times about his wounds but he always said he was walking in the middle of the night, thinking about us, our future and my marriage and he fell in some wet rocks. Then he felt desperate and ripped off his own hair. The only thing he repeats again and again is you are my savior and I'll be yours. We kept with our routine, he was my assistant and lover. Passionately, every night, he surrendered to me.

"I love you." It was the third time he said it, every time those words became even more believable. "Love you, Roman. I belong to you. You're my savior and you can do whatever you want with me. Even if you don't lov-"

"I love you Dean."

He stared at me and everything stayed still, at least that was what I felt. I couldn't believe I hadn't say it before. But it's the truth. I love him, I worship him. His smile was so wide and honest. His eyes sparkled as the two beautiful gems they are. His entire body was screaming his love for me.

My pace increased. Fuck, I was being so rude. His gorgeous body shaking because of the pleasure, our bodies colliding against each other in every thrust. So deep, so fucking deep that I thought I could hurt him.

"I love you Roman! I love you so fucking much that hurts."

"Same here babe. I love you. I love you Dean."

"Fasterrrr…. Deeper…"

And I gave him what he asked for. It was rude, it was raw, but man he was enjoying it. I was losing my senses in the cloud of pleasure his hips made me feel. I was hurting him I knew it, but the pleasure was unbearable and I just wanted more and more... I couldn't stop. I literally felt everything, the air, my sweat, every single movement and contraction of his muscles and it was divine. He made me insane, I forgot about everything when I touched his gorgeous body.

"Roman, I'm gonna..."

"Wait for me."

In a final deep thrust I came and his body trembled in the climax. So fucking great, amazing, and heavenly. Couldn't get enough of this, of him.

...

"I was thinking, you know. We can't celebrate a marriage in the middle of the suffering of this town for the dead families. It would be like rub in their faces our happiness, including your family. You all are still in mourning." I tried to convince my fiancée and her family.

"We can celebrate something very private." She was being stubborn.

"The church is everything but private." I pointed.

"I have to admit Roman is right." My future mother in law admitted. "You're our only daughter and I hate the idea of a hidden marriage. But we have to leave this town and you'll leave as a married woman. So we will talk with the priest and maybe find a way to celebrate the marriage just for us."

"Oh yes mom!"

"We can wait til the next new moon. Maybe this is just a coincidence. Maybe nothing more happens and we can celebrate a marriage the way you want." I said.

"That's a better idea." My future father in law agreed, "Let's celebrate your marriage the day after the next new moon. If something happens it'll be something really private, almost hidden. If not it'll be the marriage my sweet girl deserves."

...

I gained some time, but all my attempts were useless. Time passed and things started to get complicated. I became almost addict to Dean's body. We were fucking or making out every time we can. In the house, in the office, in the forest near to my backyard. That day I had him in the tiny stretcher. He was shirtless and I was lightly touching his soft pale skin.

"What did you do to me, Dean?" I said caressing his chest, "It's like a spell, can't stop, I fucking worship you."

He moaned at my confession. His eyes sparkling and his gaze full of love.

"The same you did to me. I love you my Roman. You make feel complete, I need you and I belong to you, forever. My body and my soul are yours for use the way you want. My life belongs to you Roman. You saved me and I could happily die in your hands if that would be necessary."

"Why would I do something like that, baby?" I softly said, smelling his hair, "I fucking love you Dean."

He took my face, he looked at me so excited. "Oh Roman, every time you said love me, you make me so happy. I thought my life always would be horrible, but you saved me, you saved me and I will save you."

"Why do you always say that, babe? I just found you in the forest near to my backyard in the riverside. I didn't save you."

"Oh Roman, you saved me and now you're taking care of me, you're loving me. And I'll be with you forever. I'll be yours forever. I'll do whatever you ask me to do. I'll give you my life if you want it."

He softly kissed me. I was fucked. I adored him, I wanted to kiss the path he trod. I didn't want to marry and I had only three days to figure out how to escape of my engagement. It'd be something really catastrophic.

Someone was knocking at the door breaking the sweet spell in which my little lover had me. He wore his shirt again and softly went to the door. My fiancée was visiting me.

"Dean." She happily said but he never answered just went out to the house leaving us alone.

"He's becoming even weirder." She said, then she looked at me in detail, "Were you running? Every time I visit you I found you in the same way. Your hair a mess, sweating even in a cold day and your office closed. You'll start to lose money if you keep doing this."

She was suspecting but I gave a shit about everything. I was an idiot.

"I was making an inventory. It takes time and effort."

"You make an inventory every day for what it seems."

We heard a scream in the street. I recognized his voice immediately and went outside. My fiancée followed me. Some idiots were manhandling Dean. My baby was trying to fight back and I can say he's strong and stubborn but they were four and he's only one. Anyways one of them was bleeding.

"You have to come with us to hunt the beast." One fucker yelled.

"What are you doing?" I was angry.

"He's young and full of health. He's strong too. He hurt one of us." The moron said still holding Dean. "He should be training with us to hunt that beast."

I pushed one of the morons and he fell on the floor. "He was fighting back! You started this mess."

Then I held Dean, "Don't fucking touch him. He hates when people touches him." I was so fucking angry.

Dean hugged me, nuzzling his face in my chest.

"He hates when people touches him but he's tightly hugging you, Doctor." The other villager said, "And he screamed, so he have a voice, but he never said a word."

"That's none of your business!" I roared and the moron frightened. I'm obviously stronger. "Just don't fucking touch him again!"

My fiancée was looking at us in suspicion, but she said nothing and followed us inside the house. Dean was still clinging of me.

"Hey, everything's fine." I softly said, "I'll never let them hurt you. Nobody will touch you, ok. Nobody will force you to do something you don't want to do."

He gently released me nodding at every word I said to him. Then he looked at me and I swear his gaze told me make me feel better, and I will. I tried to answer his plea with my gaze.

"Go upstairs. Take a nap."

Dean went upstairs and my fiancée finally said it.

"You're overprotecting him. If he weren't a man I would be jealous. You should be teaching that kid how to live alone because I am not taking him with us after our marriage!" She yelled so loud, obviously wanting to be heard by Dean. Then she left the house.

...

We were in bed. Dean said nothing the rest of the day. Not even to me.

"Baby, I'm rich and don't need them, but I still need my reputation. They're powerful and recognized in the entire country, and could destroy my chances to start again and make money. We need to take advantage of the fact that people is leaving this town because of that thing and leave before of them. They'll go in a few days, we have to go first."

"Runaway together..." He finally spoke.

"Yes, babe. Tomorrow's night we're going-"

"No!" He said so scared, "Tomorrow will be new moon. Let's go now, not tomorrow. Roman, please it has to be now."

"Baby, please keep calm. People will be busy tomorrow night. The villagers will be watching the streets around the houses trying to hunt that thing. We will go through my backyard, in the woods. Tomorrow, I'll prepare a carriage. We have to take some money and go to the west. My cousins live there. They'll help us."

"Your fortune is here. If we escape you will lose everything."

"I'm a doctor, honey. Everyplace needs someone like me. We'll be ok."

"You'll do that for me."

"I'll do anything for you."

"Then please let's go now. Tomorrow it'll be late."

"Dean, I'll protect you, ok. You don't have to be afraid. Nothing will happen. We'll leave this village."

"We won't Roman."

"Why?"

He looked at me so sad. "I don't care Roman. I've been happy here with you and that's all I need."

"Dean stop talking like that. I don't understand but... but I swear everything will work, ok. Just trust me."

We made love and then we slept. He hugged me so fucking tightly. He was so in fear but as always he never said a word about why... and I never forced him to answer me. I never forced anything of him. I was sure everything would work. But he was right, it wouldn't.