Enslaved Paws Ch. 05

"Draven I will call to you when I've we are finished."

Cain looked back as Draven bowed jokingly, "Of course Sire." He chuckled. I smiled, Draven didn't seem half as bad as Cain. I wondered what evil he hid inside his bones.

I eyed Cain as he stood next to me. His shoulders wide and his build on the slender side but toned in all the right places. Cain took me off guard, scooping me up in his arms with little effort. I yipped in surprise, my body tensing. "Is this necessary?" I clung to his chest in fear of being dropped, or thrown.

Cain nodded, "I believe so, don't need anyone eyeing those beautiful legs of yours." He gave me his signature smirk, black eyes beaming down at me. I adverted my gaze from his, my cheeks blushing from the remark he made. Cain cradled me in his large arms, his hands wrapping around my body engulfing me like a small animal. I felt secure which I found odd; the last thing I should feel from him is security. He was evil, a monster, he is what goes bump in the night. So why was I so drawn to him. Was it because he knew my name? Was my wolf drawn to him because of this, which unfortunately altered my human self to feel more obligated to him?

I watched his biceps flex and relax with each step. A twinge of arousal stirred in the pit of my stomach. I mentally smacked myself out of my trance. I have got to get a grip on this, I have a hard-enough time being rebellious. My eyes wandered his chest, scars scattered across in different shapes and sizes. Some looked like slash marks others looked like old stab wounds. I peeked up at him, his beard tickling my face. I huffed, giving Cain a chuckle. "Tickles, doesn't it?" He smiled down at me. His pearly white teeth vibrant against his tanned skin. I forced a smile and nodded.

I didn't realize him setting me down until my feet hit the floor. Cain closed the bedroom door behind us and locked it. He stepped toward me, his dominant posture overwhelming me immediately. I didn't step back this time, I held my ground the best I could. Cain raised his hand, I flinched involuntarily. He slowed his movements, allowing my body to release tension. I closed my eyes, fearful of what he had planned to do. He was so hard to read sometimes. I felt his hand rest on top of my head, he pushed down in attempt to force me to my knees. "Kneel Violet." Cain spoke softly but the demonic tones crept into his voice.

My wolf picked at my skin, begging myself to kneel for him. I shoved her back under my ribs. I had to see how far I could fight my wolf and Cain at the same time. Although I wondered if this would affect the rescue for Tiny.

"Why?" I pleaded him with my eyes, "Sir." I mumbled.

That smirk I was growing to know too well crept across his face, "I need something from you before I leave to save this child for you." He pushed the top of my head again. I frowned, lowering to my knees. I was afraid to ask what it was he claimed to need.

I was basically eye level with his dick on my knees. I swallowed hard and closed my eyes. "Violet I am going to lay out some very simple rules for you." Cain began. My skin crawled at the sound of his voice. "You need to get better at addressing me as Sir. I am not your friend, I am your owner." He began to circle me, toying with my hair as he walked. I almost felt a twinge of sadness when he said that, he legitimately hurt my feelings. I shouldn't even care, I don't want to be his friend. Ugh, just when I think we're getting somewhere close to common grounds he goes right back to being cold. "You will work on being more presentable for company. Tetta will help you with this. And you will be on you best behavior for the ball or I will make childs play out of what happened to you the other night." Cain squatted in front of me. Piercing my soul with his black eyes. "Do I make myself clear little rabbit?" He took my chin between his thumb and pointer finger forcefully.

I felt tears begin to work themselves up in my eyes.

I blinked a few times, "Yes Sir." I replied softly.

He let go of my chin with a nod. "I will bring this Tiny here. If any grief comes from him being here Violet, I will kill him and you will live in punishment." He warned, almost raising his voice to me.

"I understand Sir." I answered with no emotion. I felt like a robot, and I hated it. If Tiny was not involved I would be fighting him tooth and nail right now. Part of me needed Tiny, just to have that comfort around. I wondered if I was doing Tiny a favor or hindering him.

"We will be back in two days time." Cain headed for the door, "Tetta will come for you when it is time to eat or collect you for garden time. Do not make me regret this Violet. I will have three guards posted at your door the entire time, as well as accompany you outside this room." Cain placed his hand on the knob.

I stayed in my kneeling position, "Yes Sir. May I just go with you?" I asked quietly.

"No, it is not safe." With that reply Cain walked out the door and slammed it shut.

I quickly got to my feet and rushed to the door, placing my head against the wood. I could hear Draven speaking to Cain but I couldn't quite make out what they were saying. I growled, pacing from the door. I didn't want to wait here for two days. I wanted to be there for Tiny so he wouldn't be terrified when these men showed up to collect him. My gosh I hope I am making the right choice by asking them to go get him.

I slept soundly that night. I could hear the guards changing shifts every couple of hours outside my room. Tetta had brought me dinner, and stayed to keep my company while I ate. She was truly a sweet girl. The next day was boring to say the least. I stayed in the room all day, taking a shower just to pass the time. I skimmed through Cain's library, finding small poem books to read here and there. I would spend hours starring outside, watching the nature. I felt like time was dragging.

The second day had passed with no word from Cain. I began to worry for obvious reasons. What if Cain or Draven was hurt, they would never let me live it down if they had gotten hurt. What if they couldn't find Tiny?

Tetta burst through the door, "Miss!" She was out of breath.

I snapped my head from the window in her direction, "Tetta, what is it?" I rushed to her side. She breathed in a few good times before

Cain walked through the door. Anger etched into every feature of his face. "Leave Tetta." He hissed. Tetta quickly excused herself from the room.

I was so confused, and panicked, "Cain? Sir, I mean." I held my hands out in a useless tact of defense.

Cain was still making heavy strides in my direction, "Did you know?" He growled grabbing my arm and forcing me to my knees.

I stumbled, falling onto my hands and knees. "I don't understand?" I breathed in question, not daring to bring my eyes to his.

"He's marked Violet! Just like you." He growled grabbing the back of my hair, forcing me to look at him.

"Sir please be more specific than that." I whimpered clutching onto his wrist. Cain didn't have the patience, he pulled me up to my feet and tossed me onto the bed. His horns had forced their way through his scalp. I felt a tear leak from my eye, I didn't even realize I had gotten worked up to this point. My head was spinning.

Cain pinned my arms above my head, straddling my waist. My eyes followed his chest down to his pants.

I noticed the bulge in his pants had grown significantly. "Sir please." I tugged against his grip. I noticed those odd shadows behind him again like when I was on the slab. The shadows that danced behind him grew closer to me. I yelped trying to move my body away from them but Cain made moving impossible. Cain lowered himself near my face and neck, trailing kisses from my collar bone to my cheek. He bit into my cheek causing me to cry out from the sudden pain. Although it wasn't truly painful, pleasurable and shocking but not painful. I cursed myself, getting lost in whatever the fuck was happening right now.

"Keep your hands still." His voice was raspy and frustrated. I complied with him mainly out of fear and confusion.

I began to cry as he undid his belt. The sound of the metal echoed in my ears. "Cain please, I don't want my first time to be like this." Gosh I hated how pitiful I sounded. "I didn't know he was marked. Please Cain. Just take me to the torture room instead. I don't want this." I begged through broken sobs.

Cain paused, listening to what I had to say surprisingly. "You would rather me beat you than pleasure myself with you?" He questioned with a raised eyebrow. I nodded slowly, I was completely caught off guard with this entire situation. Besides, it was easy to hate him when he hurt me. I'm not so sure how easy it would be to hate him if he began to please himself with me.