Kala let out a low growl as he caught her elbow in his grip, feeling the sharpness of his claw peirce her flesh, causing a little bit of blood to flood to the surface. His words reached her ears and she knew he was angry, but she did not care. There was nothing worse he would do that he was not already planning to do.<br/><br/>She bit back a cry as he flipped her over, tangling her feet in her clothes and most of her hair slid out of her face from the motion. Her rage filled emerald eyes burned into his own as he spoke of showing her compassion. She felt nothing but hate for this man who had tried to control her life. She didn't care that her past life had been involved with him. He needed to learn that she was not Nehmahati. Unfortunately, he didn't see it that way.<br/><br/>When he saw her face, he only saw Nehmahati and nothing she could say would ever change that. She let out a cry of pain as he back handed her, sending her flying across the room to land on the bed. Her cheek was red and would probably be bruised from the impact and pain soared through her flesh.<br/><br/>When she landed, she didn't have a chance to react, he was already on top of her. His words reached her ears, but it only spurred on her anger. "I am NOT Nehmahati! I am KALA! Why can't you get that through that useless thick skull of yours!" She growled, her voice lifting an octave.<br/><br/>A sound produced from the back of her throat as he gripped her legs and yanked them apart before suddenly, his hardened length was driving into her, the warmth of her inner walls instinctively hugging around his dick. "NO!" She screamed and her fist when flying towards his face, but he caught both of her wrists beneath his hand before the hit could come to full terms with his face.<br/><br/>She thought she would be sick as she felt his hand slid up her thigh and felt him drive himself deeper within her. She couldn't help the panic, fear, desperation and rage that twisted her pretty features as her body thrashed beneath his own, trying desperately to get away from him, to be anywhere but here.<br/><br/>Her breathing quickened as she felt him cut through the front of her corset, leaving the pale mounds of her breasts and stretch of flat stomach exposed to his prying eyes. His words only further sickened her. "GET OFF ME! GET THE FUCK OFF ME!" She screamed, desperation mixed with her anger as she felt herself lose control of her emotions.<br/><br/>She could feel every touch of his fingertips against her warm flesh, every thrust of his hips, every length that was driven within her. The wetness that built, the erection of her nipples only added to the shame of her body betraying her and it showed in her face as he spoke, noticing the betrayal of her body's reaction.<br/><br/>She shut her eyes tightly as she felt his tongue and teeth tease against her nipple, her heart pounding fast and hard against her chest as if trying to free itself. She let out a small cry of pain as she felt his canines puncture the soft flesh of her breast and blood pooled eagerly to the surface for his awaiting tongue, as he fed hungrily from the wound.<br/><br/>She could feel him increasing the speed and aggression of his thrusts and her body rocked against the bed underneath him, though it still tried to fruitlessly struggle against his hold. She would have tried to kick at him, but her feet were tangled by her own clothing and were useless to her. He licked at the wound he had made, causing it to heal just before he pressed his lips against her own.<br/><br/>She let out a muffled cry against his lips, tasting some of her own blood as it trickled through and she fought to keep her lips sealed shut. Using the only body part that she could really move, she yanked her head back and tried to aim her forehead at his nose again. She knew that she had already tried this before, but she was desperate. If it was the only weapon she possibly had to try and wound him, she was damn sure going to use it.