This is an excerpt from Book Three in the Creatus Series, which is Coming Soon! If you'd like to start the series from the beginning, you can download the prequel, Creatus (They Exist), FREE here.
This week, I decided to take you into a training session... As with all excerpts, I left out the names of the main characters, so as not to have spoilers. Happy reading! J
He brushed her hair away from her face. “He won’t touch you. He knows I’d kill him.”
“As you said...when you’re around.”
“I’m not going anywhere, baby.”
She frowned. “Then why should I be afraid?”
“I’d just feel better if you were prepared for anything. I wouldn’t want,” he made quote marks in the air, “a ‘mistake’ to happen on the street.”
“Okay,” she conceded. “Where do we start?”
He wiggled his eyebrows. “Wrestling.”
“Humph! And you locked us in here, I see.”
“Not because I plan to take advantage of you when you’re on your back...I just don’t want an audience.”
“What makes you think I’ll be on my back?” she sneered.
“Prove me wrong, and I’ll feel better, believe me.” He led her to a thick mat in the middle of the room. “Remember, you’re not trying to tackle me, you’re trying to get away from me. Other than poking out my eyeballs, use everything in your power to get away. In real life, poking out an eyeball is a great defense, but I’d like to keep mine.”
She grinned. “I wouldn’t poke out your eyeballs. How would you undress me with your eyes if I did?”
He laughed. “Ready? Don’t worry about hurting me. Do anything and everything to get away from me. Bite, punch, kick...anything. You hear me?”
She nodded, and he backed up, and then without warning, he charged. He came at her so quickly, he had her on the mat, straddling her hips, his hands pinning both arms above her head. Her breath rushed out of her and she gasped to pull in oxygen.
“What do you do, baby?”
Her eyes welled up, realizing she was helpless against anyone close to his strength. She’d never felt powerless in her life.
“Crying won’t help, Darlin’. If you can’t stop my attack, you need to get out of it.”
She tried to move, but nothing budged. “I can’t.”
“Yes, you can.” He smiled. “I know you can buck your hips. Buck me off you, while twisting those tiny wrists out from underneath my grip at the same time.”
She did as he instructed, but he barely budged. “You’re enjoying that move, aren’t you?” she growled.“Not at all. I’m not into BDSM. And I’d rather not think that any man could ever get you in this position.” He bounced up on his feet and extended his hand. “Wanna try again...now that you know you never want to be on your back in a fight?”
The Creatus Series is not your normal paranormal story...it's a realistic twist of the myths you've heard your entire life. Prepare to believe...