This is my first fanfiction! I was inspired by all of the amazing TMNT fanfic writers and I wanted to give back by trying to return the favor. I hope it is okay. please give me your thoughts! I really want to improve!
He took everything from you in one swipe of his sais. He had stolen you from your world and made you his own. He tried to break you for months on end, but you were strong. This was one of the reasons he chose you to be his mate, his property. However, he underestimated you. He let his guard down. You escaped his lair that he shared with his brothers and their “mates”. You finally felt like you were free, but you knew that you would never truly escape his grasp. You found a cheap studio apartment that only had one window and no balcony. Less chance of him finding you. You made sure that your new job at the café was in a public area and only took day shifts. You were always home before the sun set. You thought that if you took all the necessary precautions that he would never find you, that he would forget about you and move on.
How wrong you were, how naïve. Raphael would never let you go. You were his, end of story. You were meant to be his mate for life. You would carry his children (Donatello had found a new special formula to allow for such things) and be his bride forever. Always by his side. He thought your little game of hide and seek was cute, laughable even. You wanted him to prove to you that he was good enough, that he deserved you. But after months of searching, he was beginning to lose his patience. That is until you made one fatal mistake.
You got up earlier this morning for the 5am shift that everyone in the café dreaded, however, you jumped at the opportunity. This would mean that you would be home around 3pm, just in time for a much-needed R&R. A day where you could forget Raphael and finally just be without practically running home in fear of the night to come. You took a long hot shower, read and binged watched a new series on Netflix. As the show went on your tired eyes decided that the long-evaded sleep was drawing to a close. Your body was exhausted. So exhausted that you forget to close the curtains to that one window, leaving your helpless form free for the shadows of the night to see. The shadow that was now smirking, waiting for the right moment to consume you.
You woke up to the sound of you alarm, still on the couch curled up from the night before. You were glad to see that you did not forget to close the curtains to the window. You went to work like normal having no knowledge of what awaited you. When you walked through the door later that day the first thing you saw was a bouquet of red roses sitting on your kitchen counter. You gasped dropping your keys to the floor, your heart racing. No, no, no. He found you. How did he find you? You were so careful. You were so sure. Tears began to flood into your eyes, flowing down your cheeks. Your heart was in shock, terrified, but your mind went into survival mode. You ran to you room, grabbing everything you could and putting it into your emergency bag.
“Where do you think you’re goin’, princess?”
You froze. This wasn’t possible. It was still daytime outside. How? How? How?
You turn to face you former captive, the giant turtle smirked at your fear, his eyes dazzling. “How did you find me,” you trying to put more distance between you two.
“You’re mine, Y/N, did you really thing I wouldn’t?”
You eyes widened with realization, “The curtain,” you whispered. Raphael came closer. “It’s as if you wanted me to find you, Y/N. You practically gave yourself to me when you left me that beautiful view, all helpless and longing for me.”
He stepped forward with every word, stalking you like prey. You tried to make a bolt for the door, but his large form covered you in an instant wrapping himself around you holding you in place. He chuckled into your ear as you struggled. He trapped you between the wall and his body, making it harder and harder for you to move. He held you arms with one green hand as the other slithered its way up you neck forcing you to bare it out to him so he could leave his mark. You screamed as his teeth penetrated your skin, his hard on pressing into your butt making you arch. You whimpered as his licked the blood clean and continued to cover you in his claims. “You will never escape me, Y/N. You are mine. I will never let you out of my sight again. I will make you my mate and you will be mine forever,” Raphael growled in your ear continuing to assault you with his tongue, hand snaking down into your panties rubbing your clit. “Nnghn, Never,” you force out the pleasure beginning to infect your body. He plunged his finger into your wet pussy making you cry out. “Your body remembers who you belong to, your dripping for me. You know that you were meant for me, Y/N,” he said as he reminded your body of its owner, sliding in another finger while circling your clit. His other hand beginning to play with your breasts. You bit you lip trying to restrain your voice, but you knew that he was right. In the months you were tied to his bed, he had trained you body to love his touch, to crave it. It almost broke you then, and now your fight was beginning to submit under the intensity of his love.
“Cum for me, Y/N. Scream for me.” You did. The orgasm crashed into you, overtaking your entire being. You moaned his name, finally breaking under his touch. He turned you so you were facing him forcing you to look into his intense green eyes that were filled with lust and an animalistic possessiveness. His cracked lips claimed yours as he began to rip your clothes to pieces. You could no longer resist him or his love. Your mind was shattered, causing you to release moans of pleasure. He lifted you forcing your arms and legs to wrap around him, trapping you again between his embrace and the wall. Your breasts rubbed against his plastron as his kiss got claimed your entire being. He positioned his thick, dripping cock against your pussy thrusting in with so much force you screamed. His thrust became more frantic, eager to reclaim his mate. You were helpless to moan against him. He growled and churred, bit and marked, leaving nothing untouched. Bruises began to form on your hips and ass from his harsh grip, saying that he will never let you go.
“Who do you belong to,” he snarled between thrusts. “Who do you belong to,” he yelled making his thrusts harder and more precise. You couldn’t deny him any longer. “You, ah, I belong to you.”
His seed barreled inside of you, coating your walls with his seed as your pussy milked him with your orgasm. He continued to fuck you through your orgasms, slamming to the hilt to ensure that none of his cum escaped. You vision began to blacken as his held you gently against him, his rough exterior fading.
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