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Chapter 20
Ari P.O.V
I was smiling widely as I sat down.
"What's up with you two?" Mark asked Cari and Faith.
"Yeah, has someone slipped something into your drinks… Ari?" Paddy asked.
I started laughing at his playful banter. I brought my hands up to cover my mouth, keeping my left one on top of my right. Mark picked up on it immediately. He leant over the table and grabbed my left hand to examine the ring closely.
"This must be worth a fortune!" He said. He sat back and focused his attention on Vic. "You ever hurt her, I don't care if you can heal, I will kill you. And don't ever let her go. You won't find anyone better than her, let me assure you."
"If I ever hurt her, I'll be dead long before you get to me. And I have no intention of ever letting her go." Vic said. He put his arm round my shoulder and pulled me into his side.
Paddy looked at my hand, and the ring, and then at me and Vic. A grin crossed his face. "You got engaged!"
"You two didn't take as long as I thought." I said. "But Cari and Faith somehow managed to figure it out what was going to happen, before it even happened."
"Well, all the signs were there." Cari said.
"Congratulations!" Both Cari and Faith squealed. They ran round the table and grabbed me from Vic, before pulling me into a tight hug. When they pulled back, they looked as if they were going to hug Vic for a moment, but then thought better of it. They went and sat down. Mark and Paddy then got up and gave me individual hugs, and shook Vic's hand.
When everyone was once again sitting down, we settled into an easy chat. After a while, the girls and I got up to dance again, and we headed out onto the dance floor. We were dancing to music we didn't usually like, but we ignored that, and just had fun.
We were dancing to Lady GaGa and Beyonce, Telephone, when a group of boys came over to us.
"Hey girls, wanna ditch this joint?" One guy asked. I saw something in his eyes, and in the eyes of the others, and I didn't like it. They reeked of alcohol and were looking us up and down frequently.
"No thanks." Cari said coolly.
"You'll have allot more fun where we're going." The first guy said.
"Look, we don't want to go anywhere with you, so I suggest you go on your own." I said, drawing most of the attention.
"Aww, come on, babe… I promise to make you scream." He said.
My eyes narrowed. I was no slut. I held up my left hand, displaying my ring. "I highly doubt you can make me do anything." I said, my voice like ice.
"You won't know until you try it." He said, taking a step closer to me, and grabbing my wrist. Why did I keep attracting guys like this? First in San Fransisco and now here.
I pulled my arm free and slapped him. The guys around him looked at him, and they backed off, into the crowd that was dancing around us.
"Is that how you want to play it?" He asked, rubbing his chin.
"You're lucky I didn't decide to punch you." I said.
"You'll regret that." He said.
I blinked, and the next thing I knew, I was outside the club, in the alley to the side of the club. This scene was looking all too familiar to me. Except this time, the girls were beside me. The guy from the club was once again in front of us, and he was flanked by nine others.
I inhaled through my nose and took in their scents, they were all mutants.
"You want to play with fire?" I asked, growing my claws out and summoning a flame to my hand, "You're gonna get burned."
I felt Cari slip into a fighting pose, and I did a similar thing. In the corner of my eye, I noticed Faith copy us. She was the only one of us three who didn't know how to fight.
No one was able to move further, however, before Vic, Paddy and Mark appeared.
"Fuck off." The lead guy said to them.
Vic growled. "Not gonna happen. That's my mate you're trying to hurt."
"Jordan, he looks allot like that discription of that Brotherhood mutant, Sabertooth."
"He's not Sabertooth." The first guy, Jordan, sneered.
"That, is where you're wrong." Vic said. He moved quickly and grabbed Jordan by the throat. "I am Sabertooth." the men scattered and tried to back down the alley, but hit the mesh fencing. "Somebody attempted to hurt her before. I took care of it. Like I' going to do now. No one harms what's mine." The last part was meant only for Jordan, but I managed to pick up on it. Vic turned to look at me and then he looked at Mark and Paddy. "Get them back inside." He said.
They nodded and we walked towards them. I spared one last look at Vic, and then turned round the corner and headed for the club entrance.
No P.O.V
Sabertooth looked into the eyes of the mutant who he held in his iron grip. He saw the fear in the eyes of this pathetic excuse of a mutant, and revelled in it. He threw the man towards his companions. They were all going to pay. He couldn't let this pass, just like he couldn't let it pass with the others. But this time, he had a bit more time.
He quickly dispatched the man's, Jordan's, back up, who were just as pathetic, if not more so. They didn't even attempt to use their abilities to fend him off, they just whimpered. He enjoyed every moment of it. Then, Sabertooth turned his attention back to Jordan, who was slumped against the fence, shaking.
Saber grabbed him and shoved him against the wall.
"Please, I swear… I'll do anything, just don't kill me." He whimpered. There was already a bruise forming on his face from where Arianwen had slapped him, and on his throat.
"Idiot boy." Sabertooth snarled. "You should've backed off when my mate, told you to. She told you she was engaged, and her friends didn't want to go anywhere with you. You made a fatal mistake tonight. Surely you've heared about me, what I do. If I'm protecting someone, I kill any threats to them. What makes you think I'd be any different now? Especially when this shit is personal. That was my mate. I'm more likely to let it pass if it's a client. This means certain death for you. Like I said before, someone else tried to do what you attempted tonight. They didn't survive, but I didn't have enough time to have any fun. But this time…" he left the sentence hanging in the air. The boy whimpered in fear.
Saber clamped one hand over the would be rapists mouth, and then, with his other, claws out to their full extent, he swipped down, castrating the pathetic idot. The muffled scream made him smile. Saber made sure that the boy was in the most pain he could be, before dropping him to the ground. He leant down, and put a claw to the boy's throat. "By the way," Saber said, "I'm the only one who can make her scream." with that he cut the boy's throat, careful not to get enough blood on him as to be noticed by anyone. Luckily, it was dark, he could get away with more, and, his coat would cover his cloathes in the hotel. He tore chunks of cloth from the clothes of the others that he'd killed tonight, and then made it look as if an animal of some sort had killed the lot of them. He wiped his hands clean of the blood with the cloth he'd gathered, and walked back to the club. He thought of his mate. Oh, she'll scream tonight, more than she's ever screamed before. I'll make sure of that. He smiled to himself at the thought of his mate, his Ari, writhing under him, and screaming as he made her come. Oh yes, she'll scream tonight, and she'll enjoy it. She'll do the same tomorrow, as well.
Ari P.O.V
"Are you three ok?" Mark asked when we sat back at the table. He sat Faith on his lap and wrapped his arms around her. "I'm fine." She said, "Just a little shaken."
"Me too." Cari said.
"I'm fine." I answered. "They didn't get the chance to do anything."
"Is Victor really going to… you know?" Faith said nervously.
"Yes, he is. He did it before too." I answered truthfully. "He acts on instinct with this sort of thing."
Cari nodded in understanding. She was a Feral. She knew what it was like to be part animal.
"After what they were going to do, they deserve it." Mark said.
"I'm with Mark." Paddy said.
"I still don't like it. But, what do you mean, he did it before?" Faith asked.
"Not long after you guys left to go home, my dad went to visit some friends for a couple of day. I said I'd stay behind. I was walking back to the house from a book store one evening, when I was pulled into an alley. I was held in place by a couple of guys, and just as they were about too… well, Vic turned up and delt with them. It was when I still couldn't quite control the mind reading thing. I heared him calling me his mate."
"Why didn't you tell us?" Cari asked.
"To be honest, Vic managed to make me forget about it. I mean… wow." I breathed.
My friends all shook their heads. "I'll never understand you, aye." Mark said.
"Deal with it." I said. I stood up, and put my jacket on, and grabbed Vic's coat. "I'm going to wait for Vic by the door, and then head back to the hotel."
"See you in the morning." Cari said. "What room are you?"
"49. See you all tomorrow."
After a chorus of "See you's" and "Good night's" I turned round. I started to head towards the door when I walked into Vic.
"Are you OK?" He asked over the music.
I nodded, and handed him his coat. I could smell the blood on him as he slipped it on. He put an arm around me and guided me out of the club and down the street.
When we reached the hotel, we went straight to the room. Once there, I waited for the door to click shut, and then I stripped down to my underwear. I turned to see Vic pulling off his shirt and I noticed that blood had soaked through it onto his chest and, even though he had clearly tried wiping it away, there was still some on his hands.
I let out my inner animal, before picking up one of his hands and proceeding to lick it clean. I then moved up his arm, liking off any blood, untill I reached his chest, where i felt the vibrations of the growl that was beginning to form there. I ran one long line over his chest before Vic picked me up and placed me on the bed, a growl ripping out of his throat.
Vic pulled off his jeans, before sliding my panties down my legs. I felt him move my legs apart to gain access to my base, where moisture was already pooling. He placed his head between my legs and I felt his tounge run up my slit, tasting me. My breathing increased as I felt his tounge explore me.
A sound escaped my mouth that was a cross between a purr and a strangled scream. I moved my hands down and tangled my fingers in Vic's mane of hair, asking, no, begging that he continue what he was doing to me.
I felt his hands reach up and grab my ass and hold me closer to him.
"Victor!" I gasped out.
I felt one of his fingers enter me. "VICTOR!" I screamed in pleasure as I came. My back arched and my tail wrapped round his back, and I felt Vic move with me, keeping his mouth at my centre, drinking everything I gave him, while still moving his tounge.
When I was done he moved so that he was leaning over me, he ran a claw lightly across my cheek. "Good, kitten. Now, tell me… whose are you? Who do you belong to?" He growled.
"Yours, I'm all yours." I answered, breathlessly. "I belong to you."
"Right answer." he growled.
Vic placed his hands behind my head and brought my head off the pillows and kissed me fiercely. He positioned himself between my legs and thrust into me deeply. I gasped at the speed at which he did it.
Vic wrapped his arms tightly around me and held me as close to him as possible as he fucked me senceless.
That night, Vic made me scream more times than he ever had before, before allowing me to, eventually, fall asleep, exhausted and spent.
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