KHUMAARI
The Nocturnal
Beast
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Part
4
Pursuit
I
have five hundred bucks. You can take it if you want.
He narrowed his eyes on her. I don’t want money.
Then?
I am here to take you. Now, if you uttered a single word, I promise the result won’t be pleasant.
She almost had a panic attack by the ghastly announcement but obeyed his words anyways. The sinister, pointed look on his face told that he wasn’t joking. Still, it was tremendously unsettling to know that he was here to kidnap her, question was why?
Slowly she crawled towards the edge of the bed, thoughts n ideas swirling in her mind mixed with dread. It created a nasty knot in her stomach. Only if she could just reach the door, it wouldn’t be difficult to seek help then, probably.
He was stuffing-god knows what-into the duffle. You know my dad is not some Richie Rich. The words hung in the air unnoticed and she just sat there gauging his gesticulates. After a while she started again. You won’t get much in ransom, the risk isn’t worth it.
It was apparent that his mind wasn’t on her right now. She deemed it to be the best or perhaps her only chance. Very carefully she placed her bare foot on the floor the coldness sweeping into her feet. Adrenaline rushed through her veins feeding her desire for freedom. She stood up behind him n took off.
The crazy girl thought she could run, from him. Not in this life. A part of him was glad, that she was giving a fight. Being the feeble creature she was he didn’t expected it. But as he saw her sprinting towards door the beast in him growled anxiously n skipped in a rush of excitement of the chase, the pursuit for his possession.
You can run from a person who wants to catch you, keep you
But you can’t escape the person who loves to chase, he will follow you till the end
And the end is your entrapment
Hot blood coursed through his body. Each muscle straining against his skin screamed to prove his domination over her. She needed to know that he was in charge here, the stronger one. She was a paltry being and his each word shall mean no less than a decree to her.
The door, her freedom was just few inches away almost in her reach when she banged into a hard wall. He was there before her in a moment with such a speed that she was left flabbergasted. There was a devastatingly gorgeous smirk on his face as he held her forwarded hand for the knob in one hand while the other slipped over her waist, pulling her so close as if to squeeze n blend her into him.
Her breath escaped in short puffs hitting his face invigoratingly. You did a big mistake. The words entered her ear softly as he whispered into it. I will make you pay for it later. He said, his hand sliding down n lightly groping her left hip.
Followed by the widening her eyes she started squirming. Like a fish she tried to come out of the net of his hold but like all nets this one also just tightened with her each struggle.
He was strong n held her effortlessly glued to him as if she was a rag doll. Huffing, she looked into his eyes n they both knew what was she going to do next. She opened her mouth but couldn’t scream. He had a big cloth-that was apparently one of her own tops-wrapped over her mouth n fastened it securely n firmly behind her head.
She gulped when holding her hands with one of his, he removed his belt. Didn’t know if she was to be feel relieved or more endangered while he tied her hands with his belt. But on a brighter side he wasn’t going to rape her, at least not now.
I wanted to make it easy for you but it’s your fault that it’s happening like this. He hoisted her up then onto his shoulder, closing the apartment door n walking out.
There was no one to witness the crime or to save her. All were calmly sleeping insides their houses while she was being kidnapped. He was holding her legs and her hands were bounded so there wasn’t much she could do except wriggling n uttering muffled screams.
On the darkened street a car was standing. Adi came out of it when he saw them coming. Both men shared a glance n some silent message passed between them. Adi opened the back door n Maan put-threw-her inside. Adi slipped in beside her on the back seat while Maan took the seat behind the steering to take charge of the vehicle.
Hello!! Adi greeted grinning ear to ear n Geet raised her leg to kick him. At the right time Adi caught it.
Don’t touch her. Maan snarled at his face turning around n Adi jerked her leg away.
Why me? He thought to himself giving Maan a nervous smile.
So what’s the plan? Adi asked Maan.
Did she hear it right? They were kidnapping her n didn’t had any plan. She was stuck not just with some kidnappers but immature kidnappers. Oh joy!!
How far is the nearest airport?
There is a private airport in nearby town but it would still take nearly 7 hours to get there.
Hmm. We are going there.
What?
Yes. We are going there. Geet decided to listen intently to know their plan of action. It would certainly help her further if she knew where they were taking her. I will hire a plane n you would come back here to settle everything. He looked meaningfully at her in the rear view mirror n Geet wondered what was that supposed to mean. Then you will go back home.
No no no. Adi shook his head frantically. I won’t go back alone. If aunty didn’t find you with me she would surely kill me.
If you didn’t go, I will kill you. You have to decide which death you want. I would a have preferred the first one. Tell mom that I found her, who knows she might spare you.
Fine. Adi grumbled unhappily then his tone changed to a teasing one. So, where are you taking her?
That’s a surprise. Something was in that low, deep voice that made a shiver run through her whole body right from the tip of her hairs to the end of her toe nails.
She started her attempts yet again with new found dedication, twisting n turning her hands recklessly. The hard material of the leather belt rubbed roughly against her skin cutting through the skin though the pain was masked by her will to break free.
She is hurting herself. Adi said eyeing her hands as light metallic wisps of blood touched his nose.
For some reason anger clouded her kidnapper's beautiful face and Geet pushed down the fear that arose in her with it. You have that with you?
Yep but we had decided to use it as last resort.
This is last resort. Maan said more of declared. I don’t want any trouble.
Adi knew the decision was made. He pulled out a handkerchief and a small glass bottle. Opening the cap and he placed the handkerchief over the mouth turning the bottle upside down.
She took in a long breath from her mouth when Adi lowered the T-shirt. Next instance the handkerchief was pressed over her nose n recently liberated mouth. She stopped the intake of air instantly but the sickening, sweet smell wafted inside lulling her to unconsciousness. Maan turned on the ignition; roaring of the car engine was the last thing she heard before blacking out completely.
Gushes of cool air were moist and salty as they crashed into her body n scattered around. It was nice, soothing even but the tiny particles digging into her back weren’t. Her body felt as if loaded with so much of weight that she couldn’t move. Something bad had happened.
She opened her eyes, the weight gone, replaced by panic n brain hammering confusion. As she sat up the view before her very eyes was amazing. The sky was filled with various shades of orange, pink n violet while waves after waves hit the shore making invigorating deep noises as though desperately trying to reach her but backing up far away. Darkening sea lay ahead till the limits her eyes allowed her to see n evening sun drowning in it casted its dying light all around the unknown, new world.
She looked down only to find that the tiny particles digging into her skin was sand, sparking in the dimming light. A beautifully twisted sea shell lying just an inch away from her hand caught her attention. She had never been to a beach. She picked the shell up. When Aenofl was blessed with a sea, there were only mountains, snow and chill. This got to be another of her crazy dreams.
Standing up she turned around. She preferred this one more than her regular dream. The sandy land stretched long but at far distance greenery occupied the scenery. Hills were here too though covered with just green trees and they were not that high, at least from where she stood they didn’t seem so.
She was smiling calmly until her eyes halted on him sitting at her right almost 20 feet away. Fire burning before him reflected in his eyes as he stared square at her, unmoving, unblinking.
A chill ran through her.
She had been kidnapped and this wasn’t a dream.
Where was she? She had no idea. Must be miles away from her home, it looked like a small island. How was she supposed to get back home? She strained her brain and tried to remember. She was in a car when that man put some sort of chloroform over her nose and then she lost consciousness.
May be somebody would have seen her being abducted n everyone would be searching for her by now. What if they weren’t? As far as she remembered there was no one. Then another thought made her nearly go numb. Cotton! She didn’t see him at all.
Maan saw her walking towards him. He didn’t notice her determined expression because his eyes remained glued to her exposed legs, long and slender. He imagined them wrapped around his hips. The image only was bliss. She looked delicious enough to feast upon.
All to us. His insides jumped.
What did you do to him? She asked giving him the meanest look, her meanest look to be more precise.
She of all people wasn’t allowed to talk to him like that. Ignoring her completely he took a swig from the bear can in his hand.
How dare he? She fumed. Are you deaf? What did you do to Cotton?
When his eyes again came to her she took a fearful step back. As if the intensity of his angry eyes pushed her.
Never... use that tone with me. The threat lingered heavy in the air. Sit.
The casualty of his tone amazed her but she was too scared to protest n also unarmed to defy. Perhaps obedience would help her in some way. She walked around the fire n sat against the log opposite to Maan. He himself was lying coolly resting his back against the other trunk of some assumedly dead tree. There was also a tent set. She would have appreciated the arrangement if not kidnapped.
He was looking at her again, his black eyes boring holes into her. Suddenly she felt really conscious of her clothes and tried to stretch the fabric of her shirt down over her legs. He let a groan n she stopped instead sat crossing her legs below. This way she exposed lesser skin.
Clearing her throat she spoke again. What did you do to Cotton?
Maan raised a brow. Cotton? Must be that disgusting pup. It was so amusing how herself kidnapped she was thinking about her pet. See she is so nice. She would take care of everyone. Just perfect.
I killed him. Her eyes widened n he smirked.
She felt the sting as tears threatened to fall. Her baby. How could you? What do you want? She asked n he only stared at her with sick amusement dancing across his feature.
I am not staying here a second more. She said standing up n taking a turn.
If I were you I wouldn’t commit that fault. He
said his heavy, smooth voice low still clear to her ears.
She didn’t turn back and started walking. Her steps were fast n she didn’t know when she started running. She didn’t know where she was going just away from him. She had barely gone far when a strong arm snaked around her waist jerking her body back. She collided into him with such force that shook her whole form.
His nostrils flared and she could swear his eyes were darker than before, coal black orbs looking through her. She squirmed as he dug his nails into her waist painfully.
You can’t go on making new ones when you still have to pay for the previous mistakes. Maan couldn’t control. Her smell, her body, her eyes... everything was intoxicating. He held her hair jerking her head back exposing her precious neck. His cool tongue ran along her throat n she felt light headed.
He could have killed for a taste. She was sweetness personified. Made for him. While he sucked at the hollow of her neck his hand from her waist travelled up over her side n stopping beside her breast. His thumb glided across the swell of her breast as he held her thin width tightly. It tickled n she hated how her body was reacting towards him getting hot by the second.
His mark was fading; he needed to give her a new one. He was lost when she pushed him. She was too frail to do any damage he just staggered two steps back. To her dismay he smirked again. She appeared so hot in her dishevelled state, cheeks flaming red, breath hitched n smell musky. She was aroused.
She stepped back when he took one closer. I-I will scream.
No one will here you. He stretched his arms wide and shouted on top of his voice. Scream all you want.
She was scared, very scared. In that moment he seemed lunatic. A man possessed. The gorgeous face contorted delightedly, as if all this was a game for him. He seemed heartless and if by some miracle he had one, it was only to pump blood not to feel.
He looked like a Beast.
She had studied cases where insane patients kidnapped people and tortured them just to prove their domination. They found pleasure in other’s misery, screams were soothing to the and blood, fine-looking n heart warming like a rose.
She didn’t realise she was sweating. Where am I?
No where. He said a devilish grin spreading across his face. Strangely he was in fun mood now because she was so very scared, may be thinking about all scary possibility. Or an Island that belongs to me.
She stumbled back when he started taking slow predatory steps towards her. Oh! How he loved this game.
Why am I here?
Because I can’t take you home with me, not now.
To say she was confused would be an understatement of the year. She expected an answer like I want so and so ransom from your family or I want revenge or something like that.
Before she could utter another words he was before her. He picked her up over his shoulder like before. Chuckling at the gasp he earned when he slid his hot finger over her thigh, he walked back towards the tent.
Leave me. She kept screaming n hitting him fruitlessly.
He again settled against the log making her sit astride on his lap. Her head bobbled as blood rushed back to her body from her skull.
His eyes were hungrily staring at her dangling, bra-less breasts when she spoke. Don’t you ever pick me like that.
We can try different positions. He said momentarily his dazed eyes coming up to her face then retreating back to their previous location. She noticed where his eyes were n promised herself to always sleep with a bra on. His hand came to lift the hanging globe but she slapped it away.
She tried to get up but his hand firmly held her at place. His eyes narrowed at her face. Now that’s not fair. Just a little make-out session and I will answer all your questions.
No. She spat giving him a disgusted look.
Then how about a kiss? He let his lips hover over her cheek.
She felt helpless. A tear slid down her eyes. I want to go home. Her voice broke as she cried like a small girl. She wanted to go back to her dingy apartment. Poor Cotton. She didn’t know if he was alive or not. If he was dead it was because of her.
Maan licked the tears n goose bumps rose along the length of her arms. Your home is where I am. His voice was husky against her cheek as his mouth remained clasped to it.
What-
You are my mate.
She lifted her brows, sniffing n all the more confused. As in class mate. She tried to remember.
No as in soul mate. He said and if paid attention she would have picked out the abhorrence in his words.
What do you mean?
I mean what I said.
She opened her mouth to speak again but his words came before. Is that a men’s T-shirt? He asked noting now only.
Fun mood gone, he was furious now n the dangerous edge to his voice made her gulp hard.
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carry on sounds good
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