My eyes bulge out their sockets, fear rippling through fibres of my being as he traps me beneath him, pinning me down by the wrist to the bed with his hands.
"You're so sex starved that you go around sneaking up on naked men huh, Eirlys?" He growls, digging his nails into the bed.
I groan in pain and try to twist myself out of his hold but fail.
"Let me go, Theron. Please." I plead, tears falling down freely from the corner of my eyes.
Fury blazes in his eyes and he breathes hot air to my face. I clamp my thighs shut, my heart thudding erratically, at the verge of bursting out my ribcage as he removes one of his hands to push me upwards, using the other to firmly hold me in place.
He tugs me up to his chest and without waiting for me to fully stand, slams me face first into the bed. My gasps and breaths are muffled by the soft material of the bed as he continues to press my face further into it.
