He stalked towards me slowly, an ever growing smirk on his lips. In any other circumstances he may have aroused me but now all I could see was the monster that he was, the blood that dried on his face a constant reminder of what he had done to me.

I clutched the knife tightly in my palm, hoping he wouldn't see the weapon before I got my chance to strike.

His hungry lust filled eyes traveled my naked body, the bruises tarnishing my skin not bothering him as he tore his shirt from him chest, ripping it in half as I watched him blankly. Did he want me to react to that?

"I'm glad you have learnt to behave my treasure," smirking I winced slightly, the pain that word inflicted was beyond comfortable as I clenched my teeth together to stop myself from back chatting him and ruining the plans that consumed my mind.

"I've spoke to my wife," slowly walking towards me he unbuttoned his jeans in a teasing manner, trying to seduce me as I held back the scoff.

"We are to be divorced shortly," watching me to see my reaction I quickly smiled up at him, trying to make it as happy and warm as I could despite the growing anger burning within my veins.

"I will be all yours," he whispered huskily, his eyes darkening as I trembled on the bed. My body didn't want this but it had to be done, it was the only way to distract him enough to strike.

"Make me yours just now," I purred, twisting my body to face him as he let out a small groan.

"Make love to me, show me I belong to you," an inhumane growl left him as his body leaped onto my small frame.

I shivered in disgust as his rough hands trailed over my soft skin, his nails scratching down my sides in an effort to turn me on as I held back the bile in my throat. The unease twisting my stomach as I desperately tried not to kick him from my body.

His lips trailed wet kisses from my neck down to my breąsts, taking one of my hard nípples into his mouth as I cursed my body for betraying me in such a way.

Even getting raped my body responded to being touched in my most intimate areas. I had heard it several times in the past about females reaching climax even through rape; not in every case though. The body was a strange thing, although my mind and heart were screaming at me the touch of a man still had an effect on my body.

"I love you so much," my heart clenched as a tear fell from my eye, rolling down to the pillow below me as painful memories haunted me.

I had at some point loved this man, obsessions isn't healthy. The man needed help.

"I love you too," I whimpered to my old Kieran, the Kieran who would call me superstar and give me the courage to face my parents. The Kieran who would spoil me with sweet cuddles and kisses that made my heart melt with the tenderness of his soft touch. The Kieran who wasn't a convicted murderer and rapist, the Kieran he was to me.

Pulling away with a bright smile on his face my heart broke slightly, I had fallen for this man only a month ago, cherished him as a friend for the past several years. His smile brought back the memories of him, chasing me around my house with a water gun, playing silly pranks on me.

"Don't cry my love," he pulled away gently, his finger gently removing the tears under my eyes as I closed them. Savoring the soft touch of my Kieran.

"Why Kieran?" I whimpered softly as his hand tensed on my cheek, his fingers becoming not as gentle as I opened me eyes to watch him have an internal battle with himself.

"Peter," his body trembled as I curiously watched him, did he have bipolar disorder?

"You were always my Kieran," I smiled gently, the pinch in my heart telling me to love the man who loved me unconditionally. The rational side of me begging me to run from  such a man, he had killed my Darien. He was no longer my Kieran.

"I wanted you, I took you," he smirked as all the love I had for him slowly subsided within me. He was too far gone for help. After killing his ex girlfriend and my Darien he didn't deserve the help. Peter, deserved to suffer.

"You didn't have to take me Kieran, I was already falling," I sighed, I was beyond angry.

"He came back, you ran back to him," he growled out. His body pressed harder against mine as I let out a moan of discomfort.

"I warned him years ago to stay away and he decides now is the time to come back? I have loved you since the first moment I laid my eyes on of you my love," shaking I listened to what he had to say, his body pressed against my naked one repulsed me.

His hands painfully gripped my waist before he pushed himself down the bed. "Shit!" I cursed. I couldn't reach him down there with my hands still bound together.

"Relax baby," he purred before burying his face into my core. His mouth making quick work of attacking every area of skin before concentrating on my clít as I cried out at the sensation

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His hungry strokes had me gasping as I tried to hold back. I couldn't give him the satisfaction of making me climax as I clutched onto the bed sheets.

A sigh of relief left my lips as he he pulled away from me. His body crawled up the bed as his wet lips smirked down at me, covered in my juices as I felt shame fill me.

Pressing his lips against mine he took them in an angry kiss full of dominance as I regretfully opened my mouth in shock. His tongue dove in, tasting every inch of my mouth as the taste of my juices filled my senses.

My hands moved between us as I tried to get the perfect hold on my knife. My finger pressed against the button ready to strike. Just another second.

He pulled away from me as I quickly covered the knife with my hand. The blade still in its compartment as I shook with anticipation as he looked down at me with curious eyes.

"Tell me Sapphire, do you want me to take you hard," he smirked as my body squirmed under him, "or will I make love to you," he breathed, the bulge evident in his jeans as terror filled me.

"You choose," I whispered knowing full well he wasn't getting back inside me if I had anything to do with it. He was never going to touch me again after this.

He seemed to like that answer as he quickly pulled down his jeans that were already unbuttoned, sending me a flirtatious wink as he pulled his boxers down his legs. Letting his manhood stand free.

Gulping my hands trembled.

He grabbed a hold of his manhood as my eyes widened. At this angle I couldn't reach him. Running his manhood against my opening my body froze. This couldn't be happening again.

Gritting my teeth together I wrapped my legs around his waiste.  Forcefully pulling him against me as his body propelled forward. His hard díck entering me fully as a loud moan erupted from his mouth.

Smirking I positioned the knife once again. He was going to regret this.

"Baby?" I whispered into his ear softly. Grinding my hips with him as he got the last ounce of pleasure he would ever receive.

"You messed with the wrong bitch," pressing the button the sound of the blade sliding across the opening was satisfaction to my ears.

The groan that escaped him as a warm substance covered my lower stomach was even more appealing as I twisted the blade inside him as he screamed in agony.

If you are one of the readers who read stories multiple times please don't be alarmed if it is different from your first read as I am currently editing the cráp starting chapters.