Overcoming (WARNING, contains exterme mature themes)

[Celeste]

I walked down the small road that lead to my home. I was unaware of a follower, a man with no other thought than to take the one thing about me that was pure, my virginity. I unlocked the door and then he grabbed me, I tried to scream but he clamped a hand over my mouth.

"One scream, Little Angel, and you won't see the dawn" he growled in my ear. I involuntarily shuddered and became stiff. He pushed me inside and slammed the door. Breathing slowly I watched him, He apparently knew my secret to have called me an Angel. After he settled he turned to me and spoke in a soft whisper.

"Now, how 'bout you spread you're pretty little wings and take your true form" His voice was smooth and persuasive. I did so, stretching my Rune marked wings. He smiled and reached out to stroke my wing, a feeling of pleasure racked my body but I tried to fight it.

"You like that, huh?" He whispered, watching my pained and slightly pleased face. He stroked my wing again, closer to my body, I gasped. He lifted me into his arms and walked through my house. I realized he was taking me to my bedroom. He gently laid me down upon the bed, my wings tucked to my back.

"My, you're being really nice here," he smiled showing elongated canines "you think being cooperative will make me leave?" I linked and watched "No, I came here for a reason". I didn't want to know what that reason was. . .

He got up on the bed and felt down the insides of my thighs, I shut my eyes. He shifted, and the pressure disappeared. I shuddered as I heard a zip and a jingling as he took off his pants. Opening my eyes I could see the pale skin of legs that was marked with tribal tattoos. He was ether a Demon, a Vampire, or an extremely pale Human. He smiled slowly started taking my pants off. Once he did my brain went into overdrive trying to figure out what to do. I felt him remove my underwear. I said the first thing that came to mind.

"I'm pregnant!" I cried, but he smirked and leaned to whisper in my ear.

"That's a lie" his slick voice told me he saw through my bluff "You're a virgin"

"H-ow?" I started but he cut me off.

"How do I know?, You're a loner, you dislike guys, and you've never laid in bed with a man" he whispered in my ear. He then gently pulled my shirt off, and stroked my stomach and my breasts. He smiled again, I watched as he reached down to tease his erected cock. He then inserted into me. Sharp pain spread from the pressure there. I started to try to shove him off, but he was stronger and held me still. He thrusted into me and I cried pain. He continued , and the pain grew and grew until I lost consciousness.

I awoke to him cleaning blood off his cock, and he looked at me with a feral gleam in his eyes.

"You fought well, Little Lioness" he cooed, his voice made me want to puke.

"Why me?!?" I growled, and he laughed. I growled louder, ignoring the pain, I rolled over to my hands and knees.

"Wanna try it that way?" He asked, a look of pleasure spread across his face.

"No! Answer me!" I screamed. He continued to laugh.

"You're in no condition to make threats" he hissed "You're my prisoner and I make the rules" I was aware of him coming up on my side, He had taken his shirt off reveling more tribal tattoos, these across his chest, back, and down his arms. He started to mount me again. More pain and more blood. He kept his hands in the curves of my waist as he thrusted into my body. It hurt, and I cried, salty tear ran down my down my cheeks, and my sobbing was the only sound. He then pulled away and left me in my room. . .