When he woke the next morning she wasn't in his bed. Panic gripped him and he leapt from the bed, he ran from the room pulling his sweatpants on as he went and shouted for her. There was no answer. He searched every room his panic growing as each once proved no sign of her.
"Aaron!" His Follower was there in seconds his face showing the worry he had felt from his Master and his eyes frantic. "She's gone. We need to find her."
"Yes Master," Aaron pulled out his phone and dialled a number, while he spoke Ryan returned to his room and stepped into a pair of trainers and pulled a grey t-shirt over his head, Aaron waited outside when he emerged. "Lucy is on her way."
"Good, we'll split up when she gets here, we need to find her."
"Yes Master."
Lucy was there in less than ten minutes, she breezed into the room and took hold of Ryan's hands, a calm washed over him at the contact and he took a deep breath.
"We'll find her." Lucy's voice was soft and she stroked his cheek gently.
"We need to, Lucy I want you to..."
Before he could finish his sentence they heard the lift once again arrive outside his door, they turned expectantly and a rush a calm enveloped the three as Lily walked into the room, she wore a tight pair of running shorts and a sports bra, her hair was tied in a high ponytail and her entire body was covered in a thin sheen of sweat. She started when she saw three staring at her and frowned but with a smile on her face.
"Well I wasn't expecting a welcoming committee."
"Where have you been?"
Her smile disappeared from her face at the furious tone of his voice and she frowned.
"I went for a run." She placed her hands on her curved hips and raised an eyebrow. "Is there something wrong with this?"
"You should have told me."
Lucy cleared her throat and took Aaron's arm. "We're going to go," she kissed Lily's cheek as she went past. "We'll see you soon kid."
The door shut behind them and the two Demon's stood staring at each other in silence.
"You can't just leave without telling me. From now on you are with me, Lucy or Aaron, never alone."
She laughed in disbelief and folded her arms. "So I have no time to myself now? What about when I shower will one of you be chaperoning me to the bathroom."
He took a menacing step towards her his eyes flashing. "This isn't fucking funny."
"Does it look like I find this funny?"
"You will not do anything without telling me." He moved closer until their chests were almost touching and she had to crane her neck to look up at him.
"Are you fucking serious?!" Her own voice was growing in anger and her pretty face was marred by a snarl. "I don't have to tell you anything."
"Stop acting like a petulant teenager. You will tell me everything that you are doing and you will not leave this flat." He reached out and grabbed her arm his fingers digging painfully into her skin.
"I will do whatever the fuck I want to do Ryan. I was just kept as a prisoner for four months I will not be made to feel like that again and," here she ripped her arm from his grip and moved back from him. "Never think that you can intimidate me into doing something. I was scared for too long when the Angel's had me and you're fucking crazy if you think that I will let myself feel like that again in my own home."
Turning she walked towards the door. "Where are you going?"
Without looking back she spat over her shoulder. "I don't have to tell you." She jumped as he grabbed her wrist and yanked her round, he pushed her until her back hit the door and pressed against her his lips finding hers, she could feel the desperation in his kiss but pushed him away from her. "You won't stop me."
He turned her and pressed her against the door, taking both wrists in his hand he held them in front of her trapped between her body and the wood, leaning down he kissed the back of her neck and thrust his hips against her ass. She struggled against him but his anger made him too strong, his other hand smoothed down her back, over her ass and between her legs. Slipping his hand into her shorts he growled as he felt her wetness and pushed a finger inside her, she groaned and pushed back against his hand despite of herself. He released her hands and she pressed them against the door, he ripped her shorts off her body and threw the tattered remains away from them, he added a second finger and she growled.
"Get off me Ryan."
He didn't answer instead kneeling and pulling her hips away from the door until she bent over and he could see her sweet pussy between her legs. Leaning forward he blew gently on her slit and felt her shudder, he slapped her ass hard.
"Don't fucking move." She whimpered in pain and jerked away from him, he spanked her again and she stilled entirely. "I said, don't fucking move." Licking the soft folds of her pussy he collected her sweet juices on his tongue savouring her taste.
He wrapped his arms around her legs pulling her closer to his mouth and suckled on her clit, she whined and dropped her head against the door, he bit down hard and she cried out in pain.
"Ryan stop." He slapped her ass again and she moaned.
"Don't tell me to stop, you're mine and I will have you." He stood and undressed quickly; rubbing the head of his thick cock up and down her slit he heard her groan and slid inside her, her fingers curled into the wood of the door leaving deep gauges. He thrust hard into her dragging a scream from her throat and she pushed herself harder against him.
"Fuck you Ryan."
He laughed and leant forward to kiss her shoulder. "Not still angry are we poppet?"
"Bite me," nipping her shoulder he ran his hand over her ass enjoying the feeling of her soft skin in his hands once more.
Turning her so she faced him he lifted her into his arms and slid back into her, she groaned and dropped her head to his shoulder, he cupped her ass in his big hands and thrust hard in and out of her tight pussy while she moaned. Her nails curled into his back and when he met her eyes again they had turned red, he growled and taking a wrist in each hand he held them against the door while, leaning in he allowed his fangs to grow so they rested on his bottom lip before biting her collarbone hard, she cried out as blood ran down her chest soaking the sports bra she still wore. She wrestled a hand free and ripped the materiel from her body allowing her breasts to bounce free, then she tangled her fingers into his hair pulling his head back and exposing his throat. She licked down his neck as the warning clench in her stomach signalled her orgasm, as she came she bit his neck drinking the warm blood as it flowed from his vein. A guttural yell ripped from his throat and came hard, they panted heavily their bodies covered in sweat and she dropped her head to his shoulder.
"I hate fighting with you Ryan."
"I always liked your feisty side."
She laughed and kissed his softly, stroking her cheek he placed her feet back on the floor, his face turned almost nervous.
