They all watched as the Wyatts made their way down to the ring.
"These guys are dangerous," JBL said.
"I wouldn't wanna be caught alone with them," she added.
Bray entered the ring with a microphone in his hand.
"I'd like to talk about something that went down yesterday," he said.
Without warning Luke and Erick were suddenly next to her. They grabbed an arm each and yanked her out of the chair and towards the ring. She was forced inside the ring. Bray grabbed her tight around the neck and forced her to her knees beside him.
"Where are you?" He taunted as he looked around the arena.
She reached up to try and get him to release the grip on her neck but he only held on tighter.
"Don't fight it, sweetheart. You're only gonna hurt yourself," he said with a twisted smile on his face.
"Let me go," she hissed.
He didn't answer. He didn't even look at her anymore. His eyes were back to scouting the arena.
"Where are you? Come on out! I got your girl, Dean! Don't make me hurt her!" He shouted.
"First of all, she isn't my girl," Dean's voice sounded after a couple of seconds.
All eyes in the arena went to the stairs as The Shield was making their way down.
"Second of all, if you don't let her go right now, I'm gonna break your hand in ten seconds when I get down there," Dean continued.
Bray let out a laugh.
"I don't think you're gonna do anything as long as she's at my mercy," he said.
"Did it ever occur to you that I don't want him to do anything?" She asked.
He looked down at her with a surprised look. He hadn't expected those words to come out of her mouth and for a short second, the surprise made him ease up on the grip of her neck. She acted fast, turned her head and bit as hard as she could into his thigh. The taste of his pants in her mouth while she tried to bite through them as hard as possible. He screamed in pain as he tried to yank her away by her hair.
The next thing he knew was a fist connecting with his jaw. Angela quickly crawled backwards away from the fighting men and leaned her back up against the buttom rope. Dean was going crazy, almost looking like he wanted to kill Bray. Meanwhile Seth and Roman were taking on Luke and Erick on the outside. Finally Dean lifted up Bray and tossed him over the top rope down into his two buddies. The three men got to their feet and exited the arena fast. Dean walked over to her and reached down his hand. She grabbed it and he helped her to his feet.
"Are you alright?" He asked.
She nodded.
He grabbed the microphone that Bray had dropped in the ring.
"Let this be a warning to anyone out there who even thinks about touching her," he said.
He grabbed her hand and pulled her close.
"If anyone tries to mess with her, you'll feel the wrath of the hounds. We'll bark and we'll bite and we'll rip your fucking throats out!" He yelled.
He let go off her hand and put his hand on her lower back, dragging her as close as possible to him.
"And as for you, angel, I'm bored playing this back and forward game with you. You're officially mine from now on," he said.
She didn't get a chance to respond before his lips were on hers. He wrapped both arms around her and held her tight as he kissed her. He gave her a sassy smile as he broke the kiss.
"Now get back to work," he said and nodded towards the commentary table.
She blushed as she made her way back to her chair, putting on the headset again. Meanwhile The Shield left the arena.
"What was that all about?" JBL asked.
"Guess I'm his woman now," she just answered.
She bit her lip as she tried not to smile too widely.
She made her way to the locker room after the show. Dean was the only one there. He smiled at her as she entered.
"Where are the others?" She asked.
"They went for coffee. Or at least that was their excuse for leaving us alone," he answered.
She let out a low chuckle and walked over to her bag. She got out of the dress shirt and pants. She could feel his eyes burn into her back while she undressed.
"Dean, what happened out there..." she started as she turned around.
She didn't get any further. He wrapped his arms around her, kissed her and walked her backwards until she connected with the wall.
"I meant it, angel. You're mine now," he said low in her ear as he lifted her up.
She wrapped her legs around his waist. He held one hand under her to keep her up while he used the other to push down his pants and boxers a bit till his dick was free. He grabbed her thong and pushed it to the side so he could enter her. No foreplay or anything. He wanted her now and she didn't object. Her nails dug into his shoulders the moment he entered her. He held her up, buried his face in her neck as he started thrusting into her. Her back banged up against the cold wall as she held on tight to him. He kept going at a violent pace, making her feel like never before. Once again she dug her nails into his shoulders as she came with a loud scream. He thrusted into her a couple of more times, then sank his teeth into her neck as he came too.
They stood like that for a little while, catching their breaths, until he finally let her down again. He had a goofy grin on his face.
"Damn angel," was all he said.
"I told you I'm not an angel," she said with a wink before walking back to her bag to get dressed.
"If that's your devilish side, I'd like to see it again," he said.
"It's part of it," she mumbled to herself, biting her lip for thinking out loud.
She looked at him. He hadn't heard her. He just stood there watching her as she got dressed.
"Really not any point in getting dressed. I'm gonna get you out of it again as soon as we're back at my place," he said and smirked.
"Oh, so I'm going home with you now?" She asked.
"As I said in the ring, you're mine now, so yes you're going home with me," he said.
"Still so bossy. I've told you before that it wouldn't hurt you to ask nicely. Who knows? I might even say yes," she said.
"Fine. Will you go home with me?" He asked and made puppy eyes at her.
"Yes," she answered.