I'm sorry if this chapter seems a little rushed. But that's becaus it is. I really wanted to get one up this week because I've been really busy geting my summer plans all situated, and they've just been time-consuming.
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"D.U.I." – Ke$ha
You You You / Intoxicate me / You You You / You cloud my mind / Like a dirty martini / Spinning me around and round and round / Loving you is like / D.U.I.
My hand shook as I drove. Every now and then, I'd tighten my fingers on the steering wheel, ensuring that I wouldn't lose control of the car. I wouldn't be able to make it if I lost my Danni so soon after I rescued her from that sick fucker who tried to rape her.
A growl escaped my mouth and I began to grind my teeth. The wolf was still in charge, I could feel it. My lip was curling over my teeth, making me snarl and I could feel my insides churn with desire for the creature that lay in the back seat.
Part of me wanted to pull over and just take my imprint right now, but I knew after what she went through, that'd be majorly inappropriate.
"Who cares?" my wolf quietly growled so that Danni wouldn't be able to hear him. "She belongs to us. Plus, we rescued her, so I'd say she owes us."
I could see deep in his thoughts that my wolf didn't really feel that way. He was just desperate to claim Danni as his official mate, that he was willing to almost do anything. But raping her and pressuring her was out of the question.
I will NOT rape my Danni! I yelled at him.
"She's mine too!" he snarled back at me. "And I made it clear that I'd never hurt her! I fucking love her!"
Danni whimpered in the backseat. I glanced in the rearview mirror to see that she had fallen asleep and was most likely having some sort of nightmare.
"Fuck," my wolf growled.
I knew what he meant. There was no way we could protect Danni from her thoughts. However, the urge to protect her was coursing through my veins, making sweat bead up on my forehead and my arms ache with the need to fight off whatever was bothering her.
"There is one way," my wolf mused.
How?
My foot slammed on the brake, making my police cruiser screech to a stop. My body began to lunge forward, but my seatbelt stopped me from smashing through the windshield. I glanced in the rearview mirror to see my Danni roll off the back seat and fall to the floor with a loud thud.
"My head," she groaned.
"'Morning Sleepyhead," my wolf smirked.
Asshole, I growled.
"Well, guess what. I saved Danni from her nightmare and you didn't," my wolf smirked. "I guess that makes me a better mate than you."
Fucker! She loves me more! I yelled.
"If she loved you, then I wouldn't be in control right now, would I?"
I didn't answer, knowing full well that he was right. I hadn't claimed Danni as my mate yet. I had already marked her as my territory, but we needed to have sex in order to be official mates. Once we did that, then my wolf would be satisfied and would go to sleep. Then he'd remain asleep until I needed him or phased.
It sucked having my wolf be in control the whole time. It was like being in my wolf-form twenty-four/seven.
"Well don't worry Paul," my wolf said. "I'll get by tomorrow morning. I'll bet ten bucks on that."
You know that you and I are the same person right? And that my money is already your money? Seriously, my wolf cannot be this retarded.
"I'm retarded, well who's the one who basically dry-humped our imprint in the woods?"
I growled, concentrating on the road. Danni moved back to her seat and brought her legs up to her chest. Her hair was all over the place. Her shirt was all wrinkled up and there were some sweat stains on it. Even her shorts seemed to illustrate how broken my Danni was because of that motherfucker who dared touched her.
I grinned to myself, remembering how I punished him. As soon as I dragged him out of the car by his legs, I flipped him onto his back. He was naked, exposing his junk to me, which had lost its hardness due to the fear he felt looking at my wolf form. I snarled at him and lunged, taking both his cock and balls into my mouth. Yea, I know that sounds gay, but then I bit down and yanked my head to the side; making the fucker anatomically correct like a Ken-doll.
Now he won't be able to rape my Danni, or anyone else for that matter. Not without a penis or testicles…well, that if he didn't die from the bleeding. Either way, I'd say he got what was coming to him.
I reached my house and pulled up into the driveway. I carried my Danni in, who was silent the entire time. She was probably still in shock. I held her tightly to my chest, the wolf emitting a purr.
I thought only cats purred, I teased.
"It wasn't a purr," he growled. "It was an animalistic show of affection!"
At least you didn't give Danni a dead bird.
I tightened my arms around my imprint and walked upstairs to my room with her.
"I love you," I said as I nuzzled my face in her hair.
Danni tensed up and her neck became hard as a rock. "Stop that," she ordered in a quiet voice.
I leaned away and set her down on the bed. "Sorry," I said, holding up my hands in defense. "But you need to know that I would never hurt you. As I said before, I love you."
"Did you kill Joseph?" Danni asked, staying still on the bed and looking at me with analytical eyes. My wolf growled at the sound of the boy's name.
"No," I snarled. "I just turned him into Josephina."
Danni just nodded, still oddly quiet.
I sat next to her on the bed, realizing I was still naked from phasing earlier. Oh well, it doesn't matter. The wolf hated to wear clothes, making me feel perfectly comfortable strutting around in the nude around my love. I wrapped my arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer to me.
"Look Danni," I purred, nuzzling her neck once more. Damn the wolf was making me all affectionate. "I know you're scared from what Joseph did to you, but you need to know that I would never do that. I love you and I'm going to treat you like the princess you are."
Danni leaned away and a growl emitted from my mouth. My wolf was pissed that she'd rejected his affection, making him possessive.
Don't fuck things up! I warned him.
DPOV
Paul growled and put his arm back around me. His eyes were still yellow, meaning I was with his wolf. I know it was silly and all, but I was intimidated in his presence. I know Paul would never hurt me, but I can't say for sure about Paul's wolf.
Flashes of Emily's face filled my mind and I began to fear that I'd somehow manage to push Paul that far, making him attack me.
Paul smirked and stood up. 'Wait here," he ordered through his teeth, even pointing where I sat on the bed. When he left the room, I rolled my eyes. It's not like there's anywhere I could go. And besides, the cast on my foot weighed me down a lot, so I couldn't outrun him.
After a few minutes, Paul returned with some sort of black bracelet. He walked up to me, but then knelt down and strapped the bracelet around my ankle, making some kind of clicking noise.
"What was that?" I wondering, leaning forward and looked at my ankle that wasn't surrounded by a cast. There was a black band on it, and on the band was a bulky plastic block that had a green light on top of it.
Paul stood up to his full height and folded his arms over his chest. "Danni, you're under house arrest," he smiled.
"What!" I screamed, shooting to my feet. "You can't do that you sick son of a bitch!"
Paul scoffed. "I just did. Now, I set it up so you can't leave our house. And if you do, then the alarm on it will sound off and you should know that I have very good hearing."
I sat back down on the bed and brought my leg up to me, tugging on the bracelet. It was stuck on there, some sort of fancy lock keeping it on me.
"Only I can remove it," Paul laughed. "And there's no way I'll do that until I'm convinced that you love me."
"What the fuck Paul!" I yelled, my fists clenching. "You can't do this! I mean, my parents get home soon. How are you going to explain to them that you won't let me leave your house-"
"OUR house!" Paul interrupted, snarling. "It's our house. You and me live in it, together, like a happy couple."
I rolled my eyes. "Fuck you! This is why I didn't want to call out your name for help, because I knew you'd do some kind of shit like this!"
"So you'd rather get raped by some skinhead than be with the man you love?" Paul growled, lowering his face to mine.
"You're no man!" I spat. "A man wouldn't hold an underage girl in their house!"
"Well most men don't have to put up with a conceited bitch!" Paul yelled. His eyes widened at what he said and he turned bright red.
"Did you just call me a bitch?" I teased, feigning hurt.
"I-I d-didn't mean it!" Paul stuttered. "It was the wolf, you made him mad! Please, you have to believe me! I love you and I'd never mean to call you those names!" It was funny seeing Paul stumble over his words. It didn't bother me at all that he called me a bitch, I've called him worse. I just liked being in charge, watching him squirm.
"Whatever," I said, getting off the bed. "I'm hungry, because as you know, I didn't get to eat lunch because I had to kick some cunt-asses."
I saw a look pride come into Paul's eyes. "That is pretty awesome that you took both those girls by yourself. Wish I was there to see it."
"If you were there, you would've fought them yourself, forbidding me from getting down and dirty." I hobbled out of the room and to the stairs. I was about to start jumping down them, when Paul scooped me into his arms and carried me into the kitchen.
"I didn't get a chance to go grocery shopping, so all I can make you is a sandwich," he said as he set me at the small table.
"That's fine," I lied, not wanting some shitty ass bologna sandwich. Fucking Paul can't afford take-out? Or at least call Dominos?
Paul rushed about the kitchen, getting my food ready. Even with his wolf being in charge, I can't notice I difference. I mean, the wolf's a lot more pushy and affectionate, but Paul still talks and acts pretty much the same. Maybe Sam's wolf is just more aggressive and that's why Emily got slashed.
"So, what stops me from running off when you're at work?" I asked, wanting to see Paul's wolf squirm.
Paul growled. "You should know little girl, that I have two powers thanks to my wolf: super speed and super strength. I'm like fucking Superman, so just you try it." Paul put my sandwich in front of me and sat in the other chair.
I smirked. "Well Paul, or Paul's wolf-"
"You can just say Paul. We're practically the same person."
Okay, that was kind of weird. "Uhh, ok. Well, I should probably tell you that I have a power of my own."
Paul cocked his eyebrow. "You do?" he asked, skeptical.
I nodded, taking a bite of my sandwich. "Yep. Invincibility."
Paul laughed. "If you're invincible, then how did you mange to break your ankle?"
I smirked. "It's a recent ability. You see Paul, I'm invincible because I know for a fact that you would never hurt me. I know that it kills you deep inside to know that you weren't there to save me from breaking my ankle. I know that."
Paul scowled and his lips became a thin line.
"But when you can, I know that you would go to Hell and back to ensure my safety. So with that said, if you don't let me out of his house, I'll hurt myself."
Paul laughed. "That's your big scheme? You're gonna hurt yourself? You don't have the balls!" I could tell that he was putting on a tough guy façade because his eyes narrowed at me and his fists were still tightly clenched.
"Watch me," I smirked. I got out of my seat and hopped over to the drawers in the kitchen, opening the one that contained the knives. I went back over to Paul and put the knife up to my skin.
It sat there, the blade up to my arm. Just a slight motion, and I'd have a gnarly cut along my arm and I'd prove my point to Paul and he'd let me go.
Just press.
Anytime now.
I found myself just standing there, afraid to cut myself with the knife. Paul visibly relaxed, his shoulders lowering. "Fuck," I growled, tossing the knife to the floor.
"You're threats suck ass," Paul said, folding his arms.
I narrowed my eyes at him, noticing that he was naked. Okay, Plan B. "My second power though Paul," I said, walking over to him, "is I have complete control over you."
Paul began to laugh at me again. "Males are dominant in the wolf world Danni. I'm in charge," he laughed, tears actually forming in his eyes.
"Really?" I teased, walking up to his chair, standing directly in front of him. I put my hand on his chest, feeling him tense up. Paul stopped laughing and began to sweat a little bit. He licked his lips and I saw his cock start to get a little hard. "How does it feel when I touch you?"
I ran my hand up and down his chest. Paul closed his eyes, his penis getting stiffer by the second.
"Answer me!" I ordered, twisting his nipple.
"Fuck!" Paul moaned, arching his back and becoming fully erect. "It feels great Danni! It's feels so fucking great!"
I smirked. "I know you lust after me. That's how I control you Paul. You're my puppet, and all I have to do is touch you." I lowered my hand and took a hold of his cock, feeling its girth in my palm.
Paul moaned with orgasmic pleasure at my grasping his member. "Jerk me!" he pleaded.
I let go and sat back down in my chair. "Nope," I cheered. "I don't think you've earned it yet."
Paul looked at me with wide eyes. A growl escaped his lips, but it didn't sound like the usual angry growl. This one seemed to be pleasured. In a matter of seconds, Paul threw me on the table and was ripping off my clothes.
"I don't like to be teased," he growled. He put his arms down, on either side of my body and leaned down to assault my lips.
I was too busy choking on his tongue to realize that Paul was already getting ready to enter me.
"Wait!" I cried, trying to push him off, but failing due to his strength.
"Hmm?" Paul asked as he proceeded to suck on my neck.
"W-will it hurt?" I whimpered.
Paul stopped sucking and looked at me. His face looked hardened and his eyes burned with lust.
"Only a little," he growled, "but after a while it'll feel good." With that Paul shoved himself inside of me, not bothering to do it inch by inch.
I gasped with the pain it brought, feeling Paul's long member stab at my hymen over and over. On my clit it felt pretty good, waves of pleasure washing over me. However deep inside me I was hurting.
Paul's face was all sweaty. He looked red and his lips were in a tight line, almost as if he was determined. I wanted to laugh, but a moan escaped my lips, making Paul smile. Then I felt it. There was a pressure inside me and then it felt as if I ripped, blood seeping out of my vag.
"It's supposed to do that," Paul grunted, sensing my shock.
He began to pick up the pace, thrusting harder and harder. His moans even grew louder. The table shook with his thrusts, making the legs squeak like they would have if we had done it in his bed.
"Here it comes!" Paul groaned, his face getting red.
I closed my eyes, not really sure what he meant by that.
Paul let out a loud howl. "DANNI!" he yelled out and then I felt him cum. That freak did not just yell out my name to cum.
There was a slight creak and I felt us falling to the floor. I was airborne for a while, but soon my back hit the table again. Paul fell forward, but put his arms out to catch himself before he could crush me. He looked at me, his yellow eyes asking me if I was okay.
I nodded.
"Shit, we broke the table our first time!" he laughed.
I looked to the side, realizing that we were on the table top which now rested on the floor. That made me laugh too. Paul and I lay on the floor, laughing. Paul then pulled me into his sweaty body and wrapped his arms around me. The floor was actually pretty warm; I guess the heat from outside made it nice and toasty. And I wasn't even that uncomfortable at all: Paul's body seemed to be softer than usual for some reason.
Paul kissed my forehead, making me giggle. "Well Danni," he said, "we are officially mates."
"What does that mean?" I asked.
"It means we're now bonded to each other, even more than the imprint caused. You see imprint starts with sight, then comes the claiming, and then lastly we become mates."
I couldn't help but realize how comfortable I felt in Paul's arms. They were like a sanctuary, keeping me warm and safe. I unconsciously nuzzled my head to his chest. Why was I all of a sudden feeling totally cool with him?
"It's now a matter of time before you love me. I can see it's already under way."
"Wait, what?" I asked, shoving myself out of his embrace. As soon as I was free, I was shocked to feel how cold it really was inside the house.
"Danni, when we mate, we start to become more attracted to one another. This one works both ways. Like it or not, you're starting to fall for me," Paul said. He leaned forward and took me back into his arms again. The coldness disappeared and I felt something in my chest turn on, almost as if my heart was opening, allowing the obsessed police werewolf in it.
Son of bitch! I think I'm falling for Paul!
