Chapter 6 Arousal

• Nerina POV
• I groaned as a headache struck me, and I sat up, placing my hand on my throbbing head.
• Groaning from the intense headache that overwhelmed me, the memories of the past few days flooded back, causing my eyes to snap open. The first person I saw was the man who had held me captive.
• They froze, staring at me as if they were waiting for an explanation. I took a moment to glance around the room, and then it struck me—I could hear a sound, and something felt off. I immediately stood up and rushed to the window, only to be greeted by a view of clouds.
• My eyes widened in realization, and then it hit me: I was on a plane.
• “No, no, no, no, no!” I panicked, glancing back at them as they regarded me with expressions that suggested they thought I was losing my mind. One of them even wore a smirk, and I wished more than anything that I could wipe that smug look off his face.
• “Where are you taking me? What does this mean?” I snapped at them, and the one I heard his brothers call Vlad stepped closer until I found myself pressed against the wall. He reached out, lifting my chin so I had no choice but to meet his gaze.
• A shockwave coursed through my body, and I could feel the panic rising within me. But his touch felt like it lit up my body. I was supposed to be scared of these men, but I found no fear in my bones.
• What could these men possibly want with me? They had shown interest in me ever since that night at the club.
• “I know you’re scared and probably want an explanation, but you’ll need to stay calm until we arrive,” Vlad said. I looked into his eyes, and he had a strange effect on me. I felt something I had never experienced with any other man, and it terrified me; they terrified me.
• “No, I want to be taken back to the place where you found me. You can't just kidnap me simply because you feel like it,” I snapped at him. He moved closer, and my voice faltered in my throat as I gazed up at him.
• "I can, and I will. You belong to me!" he proclaimed, just as he turned to speak to his brother. At that moment, I acted quickly and struck him in the groin, slipping past him with remarkable speed. When Kravin attempted to grab me, I darted under his legs, bolting toward the door. I wasn't entirely sure what I was thinking, but all I wanted was to put as much distance between myself and them as possible.
• Then it struck me—this was a plane. How could I have forgotten? As soon as I burst out of the room, I spotted Squidward sitting in one of the seats on the plane. The moment I entered the seating area, his eyes shot up to meet mine, and I noticed a flicker of anger that was quickly overshadowed by something more primal—desire, perhaps.
• "Got you, little lamb," a voice growled from behind me. I turned to see an infuriated Vlad, clearly upset by my earlier attack on him. I realized I was in deep trouble.
• Before I could react, he reached out and grabbed me, hoisting me onto his shoulder. I struggled, but his grip was like iron; he was far too strong for me to overpower, and somehow, I understood that I was in serious trouble.
• "You’re going to pay for hitting me like that back there. I’ll make sure you never do that again," he snapped, sending a chill down my spine. He positioned me as if I were a child, holding me firmly and then tossing me over his large thigh, leaving me dangling helplessly.
• I shouted, “Stop, let me go!” knowing deep down that he would never release me.
• In an instant, he yanked open the large t-shirt I was wearing, exposing my underwear to their gaze. All three of them stared at me, their eyes filled with a mix of anger, pain, lust, and even shame.
• Before I could fully comprehend the situation, he struck me hard on my left butt cheek. I froze in shock, and before I could process what had just happened, he delivered another slap to my left butt cheek, and i whince in pain.
• “Never, never kick me in the groin, little lamb,” he growled, his voice a deep, unsettling blend of animalistic and human tones that frightened me. Strangely, his slap only ignited a confusing sense of arousal within me, while embarrassment washed over me, followed by humiliation. They treated me like a mere child, nothing more.
• “Stop, I’m sorry! I wouldn’t do it again,” I pleaded, my pride slipping away as I shouted at the top of my lungs, and finally, he paused.
• “Take her, Kravin, and bind her,” he ordered his brother, who swiftly grabbed me from his arms, throwing me over his shoulder. Just when I thought things couldn’t get any worse, he set me down in a chair. I attempted to feign pain and force out tears to elicit sympathy, but he never met my gaze. Using a seatbelt, he secured me tightly, binding my body and hands to the chair.
• “At least you’ll be seated now and won’t cause any more trouble until we land,” he remarked, his eyes flashing over to me.
• “I’m going to scream; you will not—” I trailed off as, in a matter of seconds, he shoved a handkerchief into my mouth, silencing me, and then stormed off into the room I had fled from.
• All I could hear after that were distant yells and groans, coming from the room; perhaps there was a dog on board.