“Oh, Lucy. If you think I’d ever let another dick enter this body, you’re crazier than you seem right now, my Precious Girl,” I growl at her, pressing my dick into her ass harder. She’s still naked from being locked in her room. Thank fuck. My cock fits perfectly in between her toned cheeks. Her eyes turn toward me so she can glare at me.
“Fuck you!” she grinds out, trying to push me away. I pump my hips toward hers. A chuckle leaves my lips before I lick up the side of her cheek. It’s been too long since I’ve had what’s mine. I push my pants down as quickly as I can.
“Don’t mind if I do,” I gasp as a shudder wracks my body. Fuck, I’ve missed her tight pussy. She huffs in disbelief at my words. Yet, a shiver travels down her spine every time I press my dick just a little closer. The head grows slick with pre-cum, and juices now drip from her pussy. “Hmm… That’s right, Lucy, you want this dick, even if it is attached to a psycho. Say it, and I’ll make your body sing,” I whisper between kisses along her shoulder, inching closer to her gasping mouth. She bucks back against me, that same delirious laugh causing her chest to rise and fall quickly.
“My pussy may be soaked right now, but there’s no fucking way I’m letting you do anything to my body!” she snarls at me. The word ‘pussy’ catches me off guard, so when she pushes back again, I lose my balance. I fall back, tripping on a pair of shoes, and land on my ass. My blood-soaked shirt rides up, my stomach on display. Lucy’s naked body turns to stalk toward my prone form. Her tongue juts out, licking her bottom lip as she spots my bare skin. Her eyes are still wide—whites still popping—letting me know she is not in her right frame of mind. But really, who would be after what I just told her?
“Hmm, but maybe I’ll do something to your fucking body.” Her feet straddle my hips. Lucy looks me up and down before looking back at the elevator. “You’re never letting me leave,” she states, the wild tone slowly leaving her voice as realization fully hits. Her shoulders relax, and I realize how tightly wound she was. Her head falls to her chest. “Don’t fucking follow me, Rax,” she utters before stepping over me and walking back into the hallway. I think she’s going to go into her studio. But she shocks me as she turns right instead of left, entering her special room and slamming the door behind her.
CHAPTERSEVEN
When I walked awayfrom him, I didn’t know where to go. Could I have gone into the bedroom and gotten clothes for the first time in I don’t even know how long? Yes, but I’m not that person anymore. I can’t just go back to being sweet, innocent, and oh-so-naive Lucy. I don’t know who I am or what the fuck I’m going to do now, but the anger simmering under my skin heats every time I think of Rax.
I’ve been under this blanket, on this tiny fucking bed, thinking about everything I want to do to him. Starting with kicking him in the balls as many times as I can. Then, getting revenge on everyone else who has done me wrong. I’m lost in thought when Rax steps into my doorway. He doesn’t move into the room, but his breath slows as he watches me watch him.
Angry tears prick my eyes as I look at him. The turmoil in my very being is immense. How can I hate this motherfucker the way I do, but my body responds to his mere existence? That’s when it hits me. Who better to teach me to bring wrath down on everyone than this fucked up man in front of me? Now, I just have to convince him to do it, but that should be easy enough, as he’s obsessed with me.
I take a deep breath to cool the fire in my belly before removing the blanket from my naked body. I trail my fingers down my stomach, opening my legs.
I haven’t been able to shave in this hellhole, but that’s his fucking fault, so he can look at my overgrown bush. I swirl my fingers in the brown curls before separating my lips to find my clit. The nub is so fucking sensitive since I’ve had no action or touches in however long I’ve been in here. I mean, I didn’t have the urge to get off, knowing Rax was watching me while I tried to survive here.
His chest rises quickly. I’m sure this is not what he was expecting when he walked into my room. His green eyes darken as he takes a step closer.
“Ah, ah, ah. Not a step closer, you fucker,” I spit at him as I swirl my pointer finger around my clit. He bares his teeth, and his muscles tighten at my words. “What? Don’t like having someone else call the shots? Well, listen here, asshole. I’m in charge now. You want me to stay here? Fine. But I’m in charge,” I snarl as I gather wetness from my slit. A flash of betrayal, that quickly turns to anger, hits me as my body reacts to the situation. I don’t want to be wet for him, for the man that has destroyed my very being and made me into someone who wants to get revenge. But here we are.
“You want this pussy, Rax? Well, you better beg for it. You sure as fuck won’t be getting anywhere near it till I decide you’ve been a good enough boy,” I snark, baring my teeth at him. The growl that leaves his throat is so fucking primal. I can’t stand it any longer. My eyes travel down his body to the growing bulge in his pants.
I focus on it instead of the man. Memories of that big fucking dick inside my pussy cause a moan to leave my lips. I picture it diving into my greedy slit just as I push two of my fingers in. My wetness coats them perfectly, making them slide in with ease. My back arches off my little bed as a moan escapes me.
“Fuck, that feels so good,” I gasp.
She’s going to be the goddamn death of me. My chin juts out at her words, and my eyes tighten as her fingers pump in and out of her slick entrance.
“Lucy,” groans from my lips. “Don’t touch yourself,” I demand. I crack my knuckles, waiting for her to stop. A smirk pulls the corner of her lips up as I clear my throat, but she doesn’t stop. Eyes shuttering, her fingers pick up the pace, and her pretty little nipples harden. Fuck, I want to lick them.
My mouth salivates over the sensual image in front of me. A soft blush covers her entire naked body. She’s working so hard for the orgasm that just won’t come. I step closer, reaching the edge of the bed. The instant she feels me, she stops fucking herself, pulling her fingers from her dripping slit.
“Back the fuck up, Rax. I wasn’t joking. You’re allowed to watch, but until you beg for yourPrecious Girl,” she says her nickname in a snotty way, so I growl. “You don’t get my pussy. You may have stolen me before, but not this time. Now, be a good boy and go away so I can fucking come,” she orders before arching her back and shooing me away with a flick of her glistening fingers. My jaw drops at her words. Who the fuck did I create? And why the hell am I so turned on by it?
She stares at me, wordlessly waiting for me to leave. When I don’t turn away fast enough, she juts her arm toward the door, pointing. I take a deep breath, realizing I need to give her some time. I back away, watching her smiling lips and glaring eyes. She nods as I step out of the room fully, sliding her hand down her body again and diving into her pussy, adding a third finger.
“Good boy. Don’t fucking touch that dick either,” she calls around a moan. I head into the living room, shaking my head at the vicious words that left her mouth. I don’t get far before I hear her shatter. Fuck, I’m going to come in my pants just from her sounds.
CHAPTEREIGHT
I refuseto show him or anyone my emotions ever again. Weak and naive feelings are what got me into this mess in the first place. I settled for whatever I could get for a boyfriend… Well, not only did I get a piece of shit, cheating, boyfriend, I got my boyfriend’s fucking stalker and kidnapper of a twin to go along with him.
I sit up, my chest heaving with the anger that’s growing at what I’ve allowed to happen to me. I need to get stronger. And the best way to do that is to find the man that can help me. Striding toward the door, my jaw ticks as the memories of the woods pass through my mind. Darkness. Dogs. And pain. So much pain. A violent shake tears through my body, a gasp leaving my lips.
“Lucy?” I hear him ask softly. He’s standing just outside the bathroom door as steam billows out of it. My heart lifts a fraction at the softness in his tone, but then I look up at his blazing green eyes and remember it all. Any emotions for him are pushed down further into my black abyss. He’s a sociopath, evil, a murderer.
“What?” I snap at him. He doesn’t get to check on me now. Not after everything he’s done.
My damp shoulders droop at the hatred in her tone. It’s been there since she woke up after the recital but it still guts me every time I hear it.Oh, my Precious Girl, come back to me.I shake my head, taking a deep breath to brush away the retort that wants to slip from my lips. Nothing I say right now is going to help her love me again.
“Would you like to take a shower and put clothes on? As much as my dick loves watching you in our home naked, all of your clothes are in your closet,” I say as calmly as I can. At the mention of my cock, it jumps under the white towel I have wrapped around my hips. A chuckle bubbles up from my chest as her eyes trail down my chest to my abs.Yes, Precious Girl, look at what’s yours.
After looking her fill, she nods and stalks past me into the bathroom. I don’t move out of her way, so her tits rub against my arm and a moan escapes my lips at the touch.