Usagi's POV:
Ah... I can't say no now. He wants it. The hunger in his eyes is growing. I know he feels guilty when he sees me scared, but he always gets over it—and then he makes his move again. It's always been like this. But from now on... I have nowhere to run.
I'll surrender to his hunger.
"Usagi..." he whispered, his voice deep and husky before his tongue grazed my neck. A shiver ran down my spine as heat surged through my body. Ah... that's it. There's no turning back now.
His hands gripped my shoulders, pushing me down onto the bed as he crawled over me.
He continued kissing my neck, leaving a trail of heated marks behind. My fingers clutched his shirt as I weakly tried to push him away.
"O...Okami-kun, please stop… ahn… please, I have college tomorrow," I pleaded, my voice barely above a whisper. "Don't leave marks on my neck…"
He paused for a moment, then smirked. "Right… I should place them somewhere private," he murmured, his voice dripping with mischief. "Somewhere only I'm allowed to see."
A low chuckle escaped his lips as his eyes roamed over my body, dark with intent. His fingers trailed down, slowly undoing the buttons of my nightdress.
Ah… that's it. He's done it.
My nightdress slips away, leaving me in nothing but my bra. A flimsy barrier, as if it could protect me from him. But did I even wear it for protection? Or did some part of me already know this would happen?
His fingers trace my skin, slow, deliberate. I shiver, not just from his touch but from the way his eyes devour every inch of me. Like I'm just a meal served before a starving wolf.
A lump rises in my throat. I can't stop the sting in my eyes. This is what he's always wanted. And now… I've given up resisting. Letting him take what he pleases.
I squeeze my eyes shut. Please… don't just see me as prey.