Page 43 of Craving You
He huffs out his laughter as he takes his belt off.He tosses it on my belly as he gets naked.This man is huge all around, and I am fucking terrified of how much pain I’m about to be in.I know my death won’t be fast or painless.He is going to torture me and love every goddamn second of it.
I may not be able to save myself, but I can die knowing that Lorelei is safe right now.They will have each other to lean on, and my death will help the police figure out who this monster is.I refuse to beg because I know death is inevitable.I will endure this pain because the longer he takes with me, the less time he has to get to Lorelei.
He grabs the belt, and I squeeze my eyes shut.Seconds later, he swings it down, and the pain slices through me as I am hit with the belt.I am instantly brought to sobs as he wails on me, letting out his frustration that I am not who he wanted me to be.My screams are quickly becoming ragged and hoarse, but I never mutter a word.I won’t beg.I won’t say anything.I will not give him the satisfaction of feeling as though he broke me.
By the time he stops hitting me, my voice is gone, and my screams are no louder than a whisper.My entire body is on fire, and he is breathing heavily.He climbs on top of me and rams himself into my pussy.The friction makes me groan as more pain shoots through my belly.He chuckles and slams in again, forcing another grunt out of me.I still haven’t opened my eyes, and I won’t.
“Look at me, whore,” he screams.When I don’t, he slaps me.“Stupid fucking bitch.”
He starts fucking me hard and fast, making fresh tears fall.I can smell the metallic scent permeating the air around us.I also know that I’m bleeding based on how the friction disappears from his thrusts.Another scream racks from my throat when he leans in and bites down on the top of my shoulder.I can feel his teeth puncture my flesh, and my entire body reacts by violently shaking, and my breathing is coming in short bursts from the intense pain radiating from my shoulder.I’m certain he just took an entire chunk out of my shoulder.Warmth is spreading around my back and neck, confirming that I’m bleeding.
“You’ll regret being such a loyal friend, sweet Beatris,” he says softly in my ear.“All you had to do was bring her to me.”
“Lorelei will be the death of you,” I choke out, content with my final words.
“And I will be the death of you,” he laughs, his manic voice echoing in my brain long after he stops.
Minutes pass, and he seems to be gone.I know he will be back, so every noise makes me jump.I am annoyed that he is dragging this out and terrified that he can somehow make this more painful.When he spreads me open more and something is clamped onto my clit, it is nearly enough to break me.He pulls out until I whimper in pain and wait for him to do it.I don’t know how I know, but it is on par with his torture so far.
When the blade slices into me, I am nearly convulsing as a sudden and loud scream rips its way out of me.The pain is unlike anything I have ever felt and even if I wanted to beg for death, I cannot form anything but desperate screams.I start violently gagging and retching when he forces my flesh down my throat.His hand is covered in my blood as he makes me swallow my own clit.
I must be going into shock because I hardly feel it when he immediately slams the knife into my pussy, shoving as deep into my abdomen as he can.There is someone else here, but my brain is rejecting the voice I am hearing.There is no way.
I am still screaming as he starts fucking me with the blade, making blood nearly gush out of me.The only thing I can feel is the warmth of my blood and the chilly air surrounding me.My face feels cold, and I am quickly weakening.
He cuts my limbs free before tossing the knife aside.When he climbs back on the bed, he grabs the backs of my knees and pushes my knees to my chest.He resumes fucking me as hard and fast as he can, but this time he wants to see if he can finish before I die.I have still yet to open my eyes because I refuse to let him be the last thing I see.
I want to be sad, but I’m not.I know I will be grieved, and it will nearly destroy all of them, but they will survive.My death will be what drives them to solve this and save not just Lorelei but every other woman that would have otherwise been subjected to what I have been.My death will not be in vain.
As I feel myself starting to slip away, it’s them that I picture.Cameron, Lorelei, and Remington smiling brightly at me, and I can feel their love drawing me in, telling me it’s okay to give up.It’s okay to move on without them.I am passing without regret or worries, and that is the best thing I could have ever asked for.A warm light takes over my mind, and I become weightless.Even from far away, I can feel their presence as the world fades.
Chapter Fourteen
Detective Ross Yotes
Itnevergetseasier.No matter how many times I come to a crime scene, the sight of their body still cuts through my soul, taking pieces of it to disappear with the souls of the dead.
“Time of death?”I ask.
“No more than an hour,” the medical examiner tells me.
“Damn,” my boss, Andrea Hall, says as she steps beside me.“Have they noticed that she’s gone?”
“No,” I sigh.“They started prep for the all-staff meeting, and they are in that right now.They knew she left to get lunch, but they won’t really be looking for her until after the meeting.”
“How did you know she was missing?”Andrea asks.
“I was working on notes while they were prepping and realized she was still gone.I messaged Carlson and asked him to call the sushi place, and they said she had left the restaurant already.When they went into the meeting, I left Carlson there and went to look around.Her bag and the food were in the alleyway beside the office,” I explain.“They don’t even know that Beatris is missing, and now I have to tell them she’s dead.”
“Want me to do it?”she asks.
“No, but I’d like for you to be there,” I say.“I think they will gravitate toward one another, but I’d just like for them to see you so they know we are working to find who did this.”
“Remington is the one who worries me,” she says.
“They level each other out, and I’ll make sure Cameron and Lorelei’s parents are there as well.It’s Lorelei that I’m worried about,” I tell her.“I’m afraid she will do something reckless to try and prevent someone else from getting hurt.”
“Those girls look alike, so they probably just thought she was Lorelei, but that won’t make her feel any better,” Andrea says.“Miranda?”
