Her Guardians - A Paranormal Reverse Harem Romance(9)

The man released his elbow and pressed his palm roughly against my back, slowly sliding it downward. He watched my expression as his hand moved lower and lower .

“You like that? I better be careful, I’m not sure how much energy you can gather through your clothing.” His eyes moved down my body. “Mmm, and maybe I don’t care .”

My eyes felt glassy, but I held back the tears. I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction .

When his hand glided over my ass, I used every last bit of strength I had left to jerk away from him. His grin returned. He wanted me to put up a fight .

The masked man grabbed my hip and moved me back in place with ease. I tried to jerk away again, but he grabbed my waistband and yanked it downward .

“Let me go,” I mumbled through his hand, but he just pulled at my pants harder .

The man had managed to get one side of my pants down over my hip. I could feel the cool air against my bare skin .

I tried to gather energy again, but it was useless. Even if I could manage to concentrate, there wasn’t anything there to collect .

The man laughed as if he knew it. Almost as if he could read my mind .

“I like it slow,” he said reaching his hand around to the front of my pants. “But this is too slow. Let’s get these off .”

He popped the button on my jeans as if he’d done it hundreds of times. This time when he yanked on the waistband, my pants moved down significantly and my heart pounded so hard it felt like I was going to pass out. Panic completely set in .

I thrashed around as much as I could with nearly all of his weight on top of me .

“Oh yeah,” he said. “I’m going to get two prizes tonight. The one from my boss when I bring you to him, but more importantly,” he slipped his finger inside the elastic band of my underwear, “the hot prize that’s waiting for me in here .”

I tried to focus on his skin touching mine hoping to eek out some energy, but there wasn’t anything to pull. This touch wasn’t good, it was evil, and I couldn’t figure out how to get anything .

“You know what I think?” the man said sliding his hand up my side towards my breast. He didn’t wait for an answer, not that I was going to give him one. “I think you like it. Isn’t that what your kind like? Touch? Fucking? Yeah, yeah, that’s it. You want to be fucked. I can help you with that baby .”

I shook my head slightly, and my mouth slid away from his hand just enough that I was able to part my lips. Instead of trying to call out, I bit down as hard as I could on his finger .

“Jesus Christ!” he shouted as he jerked away from me .

“Help! Help!” I screamed as I tried to get away .

The attacker pushed his hand against the back of my head, forcing my face down against the couch cushion. The harder he pushed, the harder it became to breathe .

“I wish I could fucking kill you, but if I even tried I’d be dead,” he growled, letting me up for a breath. “Stupid fucking bitch !”

“Help!” I shouted again, my voice muffled the second he pushed my face back down .

I heard movement in the hall. It sounded like someone running, and then my door popped open with a loud crash when it hit the back wall .

Someone was there, but my attacker wasn’t letting me go. If anything, he was putting more weight on me .

There was a loud crack, and suddenly the weight was off of my body. I hurried to get to my feet and away from the couch .

I turned around to see the masked man attached to the wall with glowing blue beams of light. Erik stepped out from behind me and looked me up and down .

“Are you OK?” His eyes shifted down toward my pants. I was sure he noticed the button was undone and my jeans low on my hips .

“Yes,” I said breathing heavily. “How did you do that ?”

“Close the door,” Erik ordered as he tucked something into his pants pocket .

The doorknob was loose but thankfully the door still closed. I already knew why Erik wanted the door closed. He didn’t want anyone to walk in and see the glowing blue magic holding my attacker in place. Explaining that to regulars would be nearly impossible .

Erik turned to me again and stared into my eyes. “You promise me you’re OK? He didn’t ….”

“He tried, but no, he didn’t,” I said crossing my arms .

Erik nodded and walked up to the guy currently attached to my wall. He turned and looked at me over his shoulder. Erik tightened his hand into a fist and punched my attacker just below his eye .

He hit him so hard his head jerked to the side, and his eyes rolled back. My attacker’s head rolled and flopped down, centered on his chest .

He was out .

“That was for trying,” Erik said with a sharp sniff .

“Should have let me do it,” I said rubbing my arms. My skin was still crawling from the disgusting jerk having his hands all over me .

“No one’s stopping you,” Erik said with a straight face .

I considered it, but Erik’s blow looked as though it had been hard enough for the both of us. Not that he hadn’t deserved far worse .

“Why did you come back?” I asked softly. I was happy he had. If he hadn’t things would have turned out much differently .

“Lorne insisted. I don’t argue with your mom .”

“Did she suspect something was wrong ?”