POV.

My body felt like a burning fire was lit beneath my skin, it bit at me and my hands felt paralyzed.

I was getting weaker by the minute, I recalled father's training and using the last of my energy, I grabbed the neck of the first man above me and twisted it while he was focused on my blouse.

His neck cracked to the side and his eyes widened before the life left him instantly and he fell to my chest. Dead.

The others were in shock for a moment and I took that moment to try and run but the drugs had entered my system and before I could run, I fell again to the ground.

The men screamed at me and grabbed me, each of them hitting me so hard.

“You bitch, how dare you murder him” they were livid and I was hurting all over.

Was this the day I died? Is this how I die?.

The hitting stopped and then the sounds of grunting and groaning and thuds filled my ears.

I was confused but unable to move any part of my body, I couldn't check out what was happening around me.

Were they fighting over who took my body first? They had already beaten me up to this state so there was nothing there to take.

My whole body still burned hotter and hotter and arousal seeped out my pussy like it was water, it stained my pants.

I tried to move but stopped when all the sounds disappeared and then footsteps began to approach me.

I opened my eyes and for a minute, I couldn't see anything until it cleared up and I came face to face with a gorgeous man.

His Cerulean red eyes pulled me in and I felt the heat simmering underneath my skin flare up into a flame.

He cupped my face and turned my head from side to side before he tsked with annoyance and shook his head.

“You don't look so good” his voice wrapped around me like a warm vice, pulling me in like a seductive siren and my eyes met his lips.

They were moving but I couldn't hear a word of what he was saying as I felt this urgent need to have those lips on mine.

To feel them on mine and know what it tastes like, to know if it could quench this heat inside of me.

I didn't know where the energy came from, I surged forward and slammed my lips on his and felt his shock at my actions but at that moment, I didn't care at all.

Pushing him to the ground and climbing on the top of him, my lips ravaged his and he lay still without moving.

Too in shock.

My hands moved all over his body as the heat in me increased before he snapped out of his reverie and grabbed me to pull me off of him.

“Please” I pleaded with a pathetic voice and his eyes flashed with heat and a desire that set my whole body ablaze with need, my whole body on fire and I pulled my blouse off of me.

He sighed as he stared at me before he shut his eyes tightly then opened them and grabbed my head to kiss me again.

The kiss was fast and filled with a blazing desire that almost burned me if it could as he pulled over my house and gently worked my breasts out of my small bra.

He trailed kisses down my face and began to suck on my bare breasts, biting them softly and a moan slipped through my lips as pleasure rushed through my head.

My hips gyrated on thin air, my core aching for release as his hands pulled and squeezed at my breasts.

His hands began to trail down my body, past my stomach and then past my navel and my hips before he cupped my heat.

I moaned loudly as pleasure shot through my veins like hot liquid and I involuntarily began to rock my hips, my heat running down his palms.

My body did not feel like mine and whatever thoughts I once had dissipated into thin air, leaving in its wake a blazing desire to be used, to be touched, to be taken.

I was behaving like a wolf in heat and I had half the mind to recall that those men had drugged me but I could not find it in me to care at that moment as his hands worked me like he knew just the right places to touch.

His two fingers slipped into my heat and I cried out at the burn as he began to work them into me, over and over again and my eyes tightened as a pressure began to build inside of me.

Always there but never quite tipping over, which began to leave me frustrated.

He added a third finger and I felt unbelievably full but suddenly he stopped and stared at me, my eyes squinting to find his hooded eyes filled with awe and need.

“A virgin..” he trailed off in a reverent whisper and I let out a pathetic whine at the loss of the pleasure I had been feeling.

His eyes softened as he cupped my face with the other hands and I leaned into the coldness he brought before he began to move his fingers again, his thumb rubbing circles around my clit as he finger fucked me faster than before.

My body shook as my release finally washed through me and I moaned with satisfaction but the heat still increased more and more within me and I whimpered with pain as I pushed off him and fell to the ground.

Writhing on the ground as I tried to make it go away.

How could this be happening to me? All this just in one day. What kind of unlucky fate did you give to me? I cried out to the moon goddess as my body burned.

“Shh, shh, I'll make it go away. You just have to trust me” he whispered at me and I nodded quickly, anything to make it go away.

I had a split thought of him being a stranger but pushed that thought away, at least he was better than those men who had done this to me.

Or was he working with them? I couldn't know.

Something encircled my pussy and I pushed back at it, trying to get some release so as to make the heat go away.

He held my hips as he ran his cock around my clit and I whined, trying to push him in but he didn't.

He was torturing me and I wasn't liking it, just when I tried to push my hips at him again, he pushed his cock into me.

My eyes snapped shut as pain flared from the juncture but he stopped, gently pulling out before pushing in again in one go.

He was not fully inside but still it burned like never before– and I knew that because each time he pulled out, he pushed in more of him and I felt so incredibly full.

“Fuck, so tight.. so good..” he whispered, his voice filled with disbelief and strain as he pushed everything into me and my eyes snapped open wider than saucers.

He bent down and took my tits into his mouth and began to suck on them, biting at them and soon the pain left me and pleasure filled me up instead.