Destroyer

“Huff…..huff…” Caroline gripped onto her long character body pillow like it was her life. It was midnight and the air was hot and humid. Her hair stuck to her face and her blanket was flung across the room. Her body was shivering, not because of being cold but in a not-so-normal way.

She bit hard on her pillow and soon sprawled her body out on her bed.

No words could be said for what was happening. She was laid out on her bed, or what she thought was her bed. She couldn’t move and only could see through her eyes. She knew it was her body, but it was being possessed or controlled or something. It was almost terrifying.

Her body lifted ever so slightly and there he was. She was so confused and it was crazy. He only stood at the edge of the bed and she saw every movement he did. They were speaking, but she had no idea what they were talking about. He then reached back and lifted his shirt over his head, seemingly in slow motion.

It wasn’t until he crawled to her and touched her leg that she could physically feel him. She held her breath and tried to move from being possessed and failed. She laid back and felt his hands slide up her side. She was half naked wearing some blue lingerie. She hated lingerie.

‘Wait, Woah Woah…’ She tried to speak out as he came up to her face. She looked him over and felt herself physically and mentally biting her lip. He was gorgeous, and not in some sweet way. He was very well built, tanned amazingly and had the most wicked sexiest smirk he could have.

The wind was knocked out of her when she felt his hand glide up her thigh and removed her bottoms.

‘This shit is wild. I outta stop!’ She told herself and tried to close her eyes, she ultimately failed. She couldn’t stop staring at him and when he shifted himself between and moved her legs around him she squealed. It wasn’t an excited giggle type of squeal. It was the hot bothered squeal that made her want to melt and open everything to him.

‘I’m sorry this nigga wildin.’ Just when she seemed to just accept it and waited in anticipation she woke up with the sound of s blow horn.

Her eyes shot open and her head whipped around the room. Her fan was going slow as can be and her sheets were soaked in sweat. She touched her chest and then her legs. The yoga pants she wore to bed felt tighter than before and Her shirt was heavy.

“Oh, my shit.” She does herself and slid out of bed turning off her alarm clock. She had to compose herself in her mirror before doing anything else. She breathed in and out for at least three minutes before going to the toilet and sat herself down. She rubbed her face and tilts her head down. When she finished she opened her eyes and felt a gasp arise from her mouth.

“This is fucking ridiculous…” She said to herself. There was a small spot on her underwear and she felt embarrassed.

“I mean I should’ve seen it coming…” She finished and decided to take an extra morning shower when she finished she decided to pull her hair up into a high bun and made sure her edges were laid. She put in some hoop earing and a pair of form-fitting champion joggers and a crop top shirt with champion written across the front.

“Week four...and nothing.” She looked at her full body mirror and modeled herself making sure she looked good. It had been four weeks since Destroyer came back into her life and each day she felt the same around him. Little did she know she was getting closer to him. She had forgotten she was supposed to be going to the mall with him today, to actually talk and hang out. Per her mother’s request of course.

She wouldn’t it to herself, but she enjoyed spending time with him. They would just be going around and he would tell her about everything he’s experienced and learned while being away. It was mainly after four years and never about the early starting or his time I hell. It seemed to be a touchy subject and it made her even more pushy to find out everything.

She had subconsciously been checking herself out to see if he would like it. It had been a regular occurrence and put on some checkered vans and walked out of her door. As she walked out she saw him exiting out of his room and she tried not to run to fast towards him and ended up by his side.

“Morning!” She told him and he looked her way. She kept her eyes on him as he took some glances at her. He was checking her out and she noticed. She tried not to smile in anyway or form.

“Good morning, have you eaten breakfast yet?” He asked her and she shook her head.

“No.” He looked at her and smiled. The smile he gave her had sent her back to this morning in her dream and her entire being froze in embarrassment.

“Something wrong?” He looked at her and pressed his hand to her cheek. She sucked in a breath and moved slightly.

“No..? I’m sorry I just kinda...went through a moment.” She stated and he chuckled.

“Okay then. Well, I’m sure breakfast has been made.” He told her and beckoned her to walk down in front of her. She walked down to the breakfast table and saw that everyone was there.

“Morning daddy, mom.” She kissed them on the cheek and Archie gave her a weird look, but Destroyer sat in between them.

“How was everyone’s sleep?” Destroyer asked cheerfully. Charlie stretched and shrugged, Archie grunted.

“I did pretty well. Had a weird dream though.” Jughead stated as he shoved a forkful of eggs into his mouth.

“I was pretty okay,” Silas stated. Him, Jughead and jellybean were at the table but not his mate.

“Hmm...Caroline? What did you dream about?” Jughead asked from across the table as he stuffed more food into his mouth. Everyone turned their head to her and she just...sat there staring at her plate.

’Shit...shit what do I say?!’ She decided to play it off and say nothing really but her mind blanked.

“Uh yes.” She coughed up the words and saw that everyone was questioning her sanity.

“I’m gonna eat.” She stated clearly and used the fork to eat her eggs and poured some ketchup in the side of her plate.

‘I’m going to fucking shoot myself.’ She told herself and glanced beside her. She breathed as she swallowed and her eggs went down the wrong pipe. She coughed manically and held her chest.

Destroyer had been giving her looks every so often. The newest look was a very intimidating sexual type of look. It was one he only did with his eyes and no one seemed to notice except her.

“Caroline?! Are you okay? You sound like you’re dying.” Charlie leaned over the table and nodded. She finished her breakfast as slow and as fast as she could. She couldn’t honestly do anything with the shit she had been pulling, it wasn’t even her fault!

She was finally outside in some air and fanned herself. She was in the garden between some plant. Breakfast was awkward, she couldn’t possibly go out with Destroyer now knowing that he saw her almost die at the table.

“I’m such a fucking disaster. I am an idiot.” She spoke to herself and flexed her hands.

“You’re a beautiful disaster than” She heard his voice behind her and whipped around.

“Oh...you heard me.” She whined and he shook his head. He seemed slightly nervous for a moment and it cleared up as he pushed his hair back behind him.

“I know we were supposed to hang out, but since breakfast, I think I’m good for today.” She admitted to him and stared at her checkered food. He lifted her chin gently and smirked. He knew what he was doing.

Her eyes widened as he did so and he moved the tip of his tongue over his bottom lip. She had to keep herself from grabbing onto his and gulped hard.

“You...do still have an entire day left. We could do anything. It’s an entire pack of things to do. You can think of something.” He told her and she subconsciously inches towards him. He saw her do this and planted her lips onto his. For those small moments, he kept the barrier down. The wall he built so he could protect her or keep her from feeling a certain way. He tried to hold it up for as long as he could, but his concentration broke as soon as he kissed her.

She was able to feel it. It was everything. The spark, the excitement, the need. She felt everything she was supposed to and she enjoyed it. She moved her arms around his waist, what she could. It wasn’t the sexual type of kiss she thought she’d have, it was a soft happy kiss. She smiled with it and decided to enjoy this. Most of it was weird, he was her best friend when she was the smallest and now both of them could end up fucking in a garden for hours, of course, that part wasn’t on her mind.

She breathed gently into his mouth. The world seemed to go faster and she looked up at him. The intent he had on his face was the exact one she had on hers. He looked at her and his eyes flickered and then all that feeling she had disappeared. At that moment she realized it was him.

“I have to go.” He told her and began to remove himself from her arms. She sat there mystified and went after him.

“Wait no! Don’t do that!”

“Do what?”

“Do that! You….you stopped it. I could feel whatever I was supposed to be feeling and you took it away!” She explained using her hand movements with a slight smile of finally figuring out what the hell was wrong.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. What you’re feeling is everything-”

“Absolutely fucking not!” She poked his chest.

“Do you...do you understand what that made me feel? It made me feel like I wasn’t doing something wrong and to find out you’re the one making me feel like a dull bitch.”

“Excuse me? How could I make you feel like that? I can’t do what you’re asking of me and it is my fault for...kissing you like that. I should have asked for your permission and I won’t do it again.” She groaned as he started to walk away and she grabbed him.

“You ass!” She honestly felt turned on, not in a sexual way, but in the way of how he told her how he should have let her consent. How he apologized for kissing her.

“I am no ass.” He told her and she dropped her eyes.

“You don’t get it. I want to feel that. I honestly liked that you kissed me, weird, but I liked it. And I’d like you, as your mate, to stop whatever blocking you’re doing.” He furrowed his brows and grabbed her wrist. He moved her to a large plant and backed her up into it and leaned down to her eye level.

“No. I don’t want you to fall in love with me based on the feeling of a mate. So I will not do as you ask of me. I will show you why.” He told her and then the block shut down for a moment. This time it was everything. The full force of what she wanted and her heart skipped so many beats. This wasn’t like any other mate pull. It wasn’t a need for love pull, it was pure lust.

It wasn’t for love and to hold. It was pure lustful hot sexy shit. She could feel her mental and physical pull to him. He stopped it before she couldn’t give more reaction than her face and let her go. She almost dropped to the ground and looked up at him.

“You see now? You forget I not a wolf, like you.” He seemed harsh, but he needed to get his point across to her. He then left as she leaned against the plant with her hand on her chest.