Taken

The movie had almost finished and Benjamin and Marie we're asleep on each other, which I hated to admit but they looked cute together, and the plus was that I took some pictures.

I rubbed sleep away from my eyes as I watched the scene where he turns into a human, I was fighting away the sleep but eventually realised that it was pointless.

I switch off the TV and decide to go upstairs, I need to change into some pyjamas and get comfy for bed.

Once I reached the room I glanced around and see Oliver sat on the bed, just happily sat there as he watched me enter.

"Hi, mi gatito" (my kitten)

He purrs as he tip toes over the covers, finding it difficult to do so against the big sheets, as his paws were extremely small.

He reaches my hand and drives for it with a larger purr,and I happily comply.

I pick him up and cradle him on top of my chest, loving the warmth he gives me.

He meows as he looks into my eyes and I feel sad at the fact I have to place him down to change, it was an attachment I had grown too and it was starting to really bug me when I had to leave him.

"I don't want to put you down but I need to change clothes" I pout and he meows before I place him down, causing me to frown slightly.

He struggles his way over to Ethan's half of the bed and curls up on his pillow, giving up on trying to get me to pick him up again.

I let out a sigh before slipping into the bathroom to do a quick routine and I change clothes.

I slip out of the bathroom and notice Oliver now replaced with a muscly arsehole, which almost makes me groan but I seem too tired.

"Ethan" I say exhausted, not wanting to start anything.

"Just. Sleep." He commands without looking at me, and I decided to keep to my points.

I close the bathroom door and walk over to his side of the bed, wanting to get it over with.

"I don't want to get married" I state and his jaw clenches, as though he's against it, which I don't understand considering it was only a stupid contract.

He sits up and Oliver gets off of him with a meow, not seeming very happy about it.

"Like it or not, you're mine" he practically growls, fucking bitch.

"I'm not an object" I say as he stand up so he's higher than me, I move my head upwards, "and even if I was, I don't belong to you"

I go to walk away but he grabs my hand and spins me around to him, making me agitated and annoyed, which probably shows on my face.

"So...you don't feel anything when..." he trails off and kisses down my neck, "I do this"

I slightly tilt my head to give him access but quickly shove him away, "no"

He smirks and drags me back, "what about this?"

He kisses my forehead, my nose, my cheeks and the corner of my mouth.

My breathe gets caught up in my throat but he continues, despite my protests.

"Or this.." he kisses my jaw and then right next to my ear, then continues to my neck again, I couldn't give in to him.

I let out a faint moan as he finds my sweet spot and he begins to attack it with his lips, I had to admit that it did feel very pleasurable.

I let out another moan and he takes it as an invitation, stepping impossibly closer to me as his hands slide around my skin creating trails behind.

He picks me up swiftly and I wrap my legs around his waist in an instant, I grip his hair with my hands and earn a growl in response.

His lips meet mine ferociously and he claims my lips as his. He licks my bottom lip for entrance but I deny it quickly which causes him to get agitated.

I gasp as he squeezes my ass and he takes the opportunity quickly. His tongue darts into my mouth and it becomes a whole different make out, hot and heavy.

The lust and anger is seeping through the kiss as he explores every inch of my mouth, becoming an expert in my weaknesses.

In return to every moan I have I gift him a small hair tug which causes him to get more excited.

I realise Oliver might be here and pull away as he begins to mark my neck, my lips ache as I look around and see no feline.

He tilts my head to the right to gain more access to my neck and I moan louder than ever.

A soft feeling spreads through my back as he places me down onto the bed.

He shoves his own shirt over his head and discards it somewhere in the room.