Safe haven

Chapter one hundred and eleven

Xander felt a wave of need rush through him, his eyes blazed with desire for her. He felt himself harden beneath his underpants and his grip on her tightened. He watched as her eyes flew open and he noticed the fear in them as they met his blazing ones. Very slowly, he leaned closer to her and he felt her flinch beneath him. Was this woman trying to resist him? Her face was turned to the other side, and her smooth neck came into full view. His lips were just about two inches from them. He closed the distance between them and grazed his lips on them, teasingly. He felt Anna squirm underneath him and he immediately noticed goose pimples on her skin. 

He however didn't stop. He nibbled on her neck with his teeth and sucked on it. A moan escaped from Anna which caused his rod to stir. He trailed long kisses along her neck and gave her love bites which caused redness to appear on her neck. 

"P- Please-" Anna begged, moaning in pleasure. 

"Please what?" 

She couldn't understand what she was feeling. She wanted him to stop, yet she was enjoying each of his kisses on her nape. She'd never felt like this before. What she felt was new to her, she couldn't explain it. 

"P- p-lease, Mr Williams," Anna pleaded in pleasure. 

He needed to stop himself from going further. He was sure that he wouldn't be able to control himself if he continued. By the way, if he got harder than he was down there, there was no way he wouldn't want to take her. Abruptly, he released her and rose from the bed. Anna opened her eyes slowly and watched as he dashed out of the door with his shirt in his hand. Wait. Where was he going? He couldn't be leaving, could he? How could he leave her alone in a tavern filled with drunk and horny men?

Anna immediately rose from the bed and found her way out of the room. She saw Mr Williams' head from afar and tried to find her way towards him. However, before she could move any further, an arm gripped her waist from behind and she screamed the moment her body collided with something round. It was the belly of the pot-bellied stout man from earlier. 

"Hey beauty, why are you in a rush?" He whispered roughly in her ears, his voice husky, and a pungent stench escaped from his lips.

"Let me go! Don't touch me!" Anna's nose twitched and she yelled, flailing her arms in the air and trying to force herself out of his grip. 

"You think I'll let you go just like that after I reserved you for myself? I didn't go through all of that trouble for nothing, pretty. We'll have a good time, trust me." He turned her towards him and held her more firmly with his strong hands. 

"Help! Please!! Mr Williams, please help me!!!" Anna wasn't even sure why she was calling him. It didn't matter that she just escaped from his clutches, neither did it matter that she was a little scared back there.

She'd been a little sad when he left her a few moments ago. Somehow, she felt safe with him. She felt deep down in her heart that there was no way that he'd do anything to hurt her. 

Right now, she felt nothing but fear and her body began to tremble, she continued screaming and tears trickled down her cheeks.

"You think anyone here can save you? Check around and see, no one gives a fuck. So, behave well, pretty." He licked his lips ravenously like one who was about to gobble food after a long time and Anna immediately felt queasy from watching him. She clenched her fists and pounded them hard on his chest but she couldn't do so much because of how tight he held her. He dragged her and turned back toward the stairs. 

"Don't worry, it wouldn't take so much time. We'll be done..." He could not finish his words because he felt a strong hand pull his shirt which ripped into two, and before he could react, he was yanked to the floor and his back hit the hard floor. Before he could recover from the pain, he was pulled back up with full force and thrown on one of the wooden tables in the tavern and his back landed on it, breaking it into two.

The whole atmosphere was tense. Screams filled the entire tavern and fear gripped everyone. The bartender was not left out, he left what he was doing and immediately took flight. The others found their way out as they noticed that the bartender was nowhere in sight. No one dared to challenge Xander. In fleeting seconds, the tavern was as empty as a desert with only Anna, Xander and the pot-bellied man in it. 

His torn shirt was used to pull him back up and he was about to speak when a punch landed on his face, which threw him back to the hard floor.

Blood oozed from his head and his nose bled, his head banged and his eyes went hazy. He used his hands to feel the warm sticky blood on his nose as though he was ascertaining if it was really blood that was on his face. Fear hit him the moment he realised the situation he was in, he was about to take flight but he was immediately trapped by a presence before he could move. He looked up at Xander, pleading that he spared him. 

Xander's hand gripped his neck roughly and tightly, pulling him from the floor and the man choked for air.

"Go ahead, touch her. Touch her." Xander's deep voice was calm, yet it had an undertone of fury in it. 

"It- It was a mistake. I- I wou- wouldn't dare d- d- do that. P- P-lease forgive me."  He pleaded, knowing that his life was in Xander's hands. Xander shot him a bloodshot gaze which made him tremble, before loosening his grip on him. The man collapsed on the hard floor and gasped for air. He didn't bother waiting to replenish his strength, he immediately dashed out of the tavern, leaping on a foot.

Xander strolled towards Anna who had been standing frozen like a statue since the moment she saw how he brutally handled the pervert. He could see how shocked and scared she was. He scanned her body to see if she was bruised and when he noticed nothing, he stared coldly at her. 

Anna's heart slammed loud in her chest and Xander leaned forward to her and whispered.

"Are you alright?"