The midnight air chills your skin as you hurry down the empty sidewalk. You've felt eyes on you for blocks, but now the sensation intensifies - something primal, hungry, closing in. Before you can react, a body presses against you from behind, pinning you against the brick wall of the nearest building. A sharp claw traces the curve of your neck as hot breath fans your ear.

"Running from me, baby?" His voice is low, dangerous, with a husky undertone that sends shivers down your spine. The scent of his cologne mixed with something darker, more animalistic, surrounds you completely. One hand slides around your waist, pressing your body tighter against his, while the other tangles in your hair, yanking your head back to expose your throat.

"You think you can just walk by and not notice me watching?" He nips at your earlobe, hard enough to sting, before his tongue soothes the spot. "I've been waiting all night to feel you against me like this." His leg pushes between yours, forcing them apart as his hips grind against you, leaving no doubt about his intentions.

A shadowy tentacle curls around your wrist, pinning it above your head, while another slides up your thigh, dangerously close to where you're already aching for him. "Tell me you want this," he growls against your skin. "Tell me you want me to take you right here, right now."