“Lucy… Oh, my Lucy, what have you done?” The voice is filled with anguish. Umm, what have I done? I blink my eyes quickly, clearing the fog from them. Andrew looks down at me… No, wait, there’s red coating his face.
“Andr—” I try to whisper at him, but I can’t get it out. My throat is so dry, I must not have had enough water. A deep growl leaves his chest when I speak.
“Fuck, Lucy. I’m not that stupid little bitch. What the hell were you thinking? If you want to take yourself out, I’ll fucking teach you a quicker and less painful way, and we’ll go together.” My eyes shudder at his growl, my body flinching away from him, but his arms tighten.
“Rax,” I gasp as the memories of the three months we spent playing the game and being together take over my thoughts. The phantom feeling of the blindfold sliding over my eyes hits hard. I gasp at the sudden shift.
“You like that, Baby Girl? Do you like me filling your tight pussy? Stretching you with my cock?”
The stage disappears quickly, switching to our bedroom.
“My Precious Girl wants something, do you? Come here, Lucy,” Rax demands from me as I sit on the bed pouting. He was leaving again. Something about work, but I need him. I woke up needing him, the taste of his cum still swirling over my tongue from our game last night. I was tied to the mattress, spread out for him. I lost count of how many times I came on his tongue. I begged for him to ram his cock into my throat until he finished. I had to have it.
I crawl to the end of the bed, my ass in the air behind me, my bottom lip jutting out at him.
“Why are you leaving me again? You always leave me,” I whine at him. I’m being a brat, and I don’t even care. He chuckles at my words. His pointer finger traces my bottom lip before slipping into my warm mouth. He pushes down on my tongue, his eyes shuddering as I swirl it around him.
“Hmmm, I have to work. If I could stay here buried in your fucking dripping slit all day, every day, I would,” he whispers, pulling his finger out of my mouth. His hands come to the sides of my head, whipping it into the perfect position to slam his lips onto mine. I gasp at the sudden impact, and my love takes the second to sweep his tongue into my mouth, tasting me.
His grip loosens as he trails his hands down my neck to my naked body, softly circling over my tight nipples. To my rib cage. Another rush of breath leaves me as he hoists me up to kneel on the edge of the bed. I lean into his chest, battling my tongue with his. A moan leaves his lips as he moves his hands around my back down to my ass cheeks. His dick grinds against my stomach. He’s rock fucking hard.
Anger fills my belly, and I’m brought back to the present as he tries to press his red-covered lips to mine. I push as hard as I can off of him, but my recent attempt on my life has made me weaker than I was before I decided to play chicken with a toilet. Fuck. I’m pissed it didn’t work, and I’m fucking enraged that he came back in time.
“Lucy, don’t leave me… Please, I’m sorry. I’ll do anything. I love you so much. Please, please don’t leave me.” His begging gets louder as I move away from him. My head throbs where I hit the toilet. The chain on my ankle rattles as I move.
“Take this fucking thing off of me, you fucking bastard,” I spit at him, moving to lean against the bed and away from my intended suicide weapon, the toilet.
My eyebrows fly up as he moves to do just as I demanded. Redness stains the floor under him. I look closer at the man in front of me. He’s covered in it; it looks like the liquid splattered over his clothes. I move over and wipe my finger down his cheek, testing the feel of it between my pointer and thumb. This motherfucker is covered in blood. I look at where I had been lying and see the small puddle where mine had dripped with the cut. No, this can’t be mine.
“Rax… you deranged fucker. Why the hell are you covered in blood?” my tone demanding he answer my question.
CHAPTERSIX
The sneerthat covers his face as he looks up from my now bare ankle sends chills down my spine. My head tilts at him, not sure why my question brings that look to his face. A low groan travels through his throat, vibrating my skin.
“Well, there was someone outside, and I was so worried about you not moving that I ran into him.” He smirks, moving to sit next to me, leaning on the bed. I gasp at his words.
“Ran into him?” My voice is hollow, filled with concern for that person. “And the blood? How does running into someone produce this much blood?” I question him, which makes a chuckle leave his tan lips.
“Well, Lucy Girl, it doesn’t. Since I’m going to start telling you the truth,” he snarls as his head swings to stare me dead in the eyes. “Let’s see how you handle this. I rammed him with my car. And when the drunken asshole breathed on me, I slit his fucking throat so I could get to you faster.” My hands fly to my lips as I gasp, my throat aching after my attempt.
“Y-You… slit a random person’s throat?” The last word barely squeaks past my lips.
The deranged part of me loves the fucked up look that crosses her face.That’s right, Precious. Not only am I fucked in the head for you, but killing is something I’m good at.I gather a little bit of the blood that’s gathered at my neck onto my finger and draw it down her cheek.
“Fuck, you look even better with some blood on you,” I growl at her. I lean into her, tilting my head. I’m overwhelmed with the need to kiss her, to taste my Lucy. My eyes focus on her lips, so I don’t see the hand that flies up, smacking me across the face. Her eyes squint at me with anger as a huff leaves her lips.
“What, Lucy Girl? Are you so shocked that not only have I played games with your mind and delectable body, kidnapped you, made you fall in love with me…” She scoffs at the last part. “Oh hush, you know it’s fucking true. But also enjoy taking the life of people who deserve it?” I can’t help the smirk that pulls at my lips. “That my actual job is to end sick fucking assholes who hurt the innocent? Just like my Precious Girl.”
My tone fills with warmth as her eyes grow wider. One second, she’s there, focused on me, and the next, it’s like I’m looking into a corpse’s eyes. She’s no longer driving this ship. Her whole body shakes as she falls forward, limp in my arms. I catch her body against me and sigh. Well, fuck, this doesn’t bode well for making her fall back in love with me.
Standing, I shift her so she’s laying bridal style in my arms before I move toward the door that I left ajar in my rush to get to her. Lucy’s eyes are glossed over and open, staring at nothing above her head.
“I love you, Lucy Girl. Don’t worry. We’ll recover from this,” I whisper eagerly. Her eyes lock on mine, and a manic laugh bursts from her lips. Her rounded eyes remind me of my own as her lids pull back, making so much of her whites show. The look in them is almost dead.
“Recover what, Rax?” I lick my lips at her sudden outburst. Fuck, my dick throbs at the anger behind her words. Her body jolts in my arms, squirming to the point where I have to drop her to the floor. I shuffle back a step, watching her carefully as she stands.
“What? You want me to fall to my knees and suck your hard, fucking psycho cock. Fuck you and your tiny dick! I bet Andrew could fuck me better!” she spits at me before standing to her full height, looking around the hallway we’re in. I see the moment she remembers the layout of the space. Her feet move faster than my hands can, and she’s off. Luckily, I have longer legs than she does. She reaches for the elevator button, trying to run from our home. But I get to her, pushing her lithe body up against the wall, and press myself against her.