Page 42 of Pain and Possession

"Yeah, sorry."

He dives back in as I grind myself into his mouth, chasing an orgasm that has evaded me for too long despite my body being primed for it. More time passes as his vigor runs out; it feels good that's not the problem.

I can't stop thinking about him.

The way he touched me in the alley, how he groans when I hurt him, his lean muscles, the tattoos. His scars. The way his lips savor each inch of my skin. I feel myself tighten; I don't even hear it when the door to the room unlocks.A shriek leaves my mouth as the door flies open so hard the knob embeds in the opposite wall. The guy quickly scrambles up, Noè's hazel eyes are lit with rage I've never seen before. Not from any man, not from any animal. A sick feeling pools in my gut as he smirks, the action forced and unnatural on his handsome face.

"Hello little doll, please continue. I quite enjoy a good show." His voice is bitter, chipped. I press my legs together tightly, covering myself as he frees the door from the wall. Slamming it shut.

"Noè get out." I whisper unable to make myself speak any louder.The man to my side looks like he's about to shit himself, as he should.Because honestly? Same.

"I said finish her off." He commands him, the guy looks at me as if asking my permission. He has no idea how little choice we have.

"Uncover yourself Olive, don't be shy now." Noè adds as he leans against the door watching as the man pulls my legs apart and begins lapping at my cunt.My eyes stay locked on Noè's, my body coming to life in the way I had been craving since he left me unsated, all of it despite the fear I feel.

Maybe because of the fear.

My hand goes to my breast, teasing my taunt nipple there, the same one he teased earlier. Noè watches me buck into the mouth of another man. His hazel eyes devoid of the kindness I've seen in them when he looks at me. His fists shaking with anger, a hint of guilt threatens my looming orgasm until Noè's tongue darts out wetting his bottom lip.

I come apart violently, coming into the mouth of the guy I didn't learn the name of my mouth gaped in pleasure. The guy lifts his head smirking at me as he reaches down slipping his pants down slightly. My eyes don't leave Noè's as he walks slowly to my side not sparing the half naked man another look.

"Did that feel good little doll?"

My heart races as I nod tentatively.

He nods back, "Good."

I don't have a moment to react before the reaches behind his back, a scream builds in my throat as he discharges several rounds into the guy's head, firing until what used to be a perfectly fine face is reduced to a garbled mess of gore. He slumps against me, the newly opened crater in his face landing on my bare breasts as I scramble to shove him off, my ears ringing loudly in my skull. Noè kicks the man's lifeless body off me as I hyperventilate. The man's blood splattered across my naked body, covering me.

Fuckfuckfuckfuck.

I stand quickly before Noè wraps his hand around my throat shoving me into the mirrored wall behind me. He lifts me slightly so that I'm forced to sit on the back of the couch.

"Noè…" I gasp around his bruising hold on my throat, clawing at his grip. He wrenches my legs apart with the gun before discarding it beside us on the blood and gore-soaked seat. He doesn't speak and somehow a new need builds between my legs. The ache he instills in me starts anew, despite the blood splattering my body. Despite the enraged monster before me, I want him…

I want Noè Arcuri.

He releases my throat as my head goes light, smacking backwards against the mirror as he jerks something from his back pocket.The silver glint of the pocketknife seems brighter in the dim blue toned light of the room, it sends a chill down my spine, I know this time it's meant for me.

His eyes are on me as he flicks it open with deadly accuracy. I jump as the blade springs out, “Noè…" I plead again, more scared of the fact that he's not speaking than the blade.

He grips my legs tightly spreading them so wide my thighs ache at the strain in my muscles. I reach down trying to get his hands free before a growl stirs deep in his chest, before I register movement, he shoves me back again into the mirror the blade now pressed against my throat. I can feel the light nick of it on my skin, making my heart race. My eyes flick to the man's corpse, blood pooling below him, leaking from generously sized hole in his head. I take a shaky breath as Noè let's go of me again spreading my legs back to the position he wanted them, his eyes are fire and ice as he trails the blade slowly from my knee to my inner thigh right below my sex.

"Say something." I demand as my hands shake.

He doesn't acknowledge me; I watch has his shaking hands still in an instant. The rage and fire in his eyes gone, as he presses the blade down. I gasp as he drags it down my skin, squeezing my eyes together tightly.

Everything in me is willing me to run, but I can't. There's nowhere to go.No place I can go to escape him. To escape what he does to me.

I can hear Noè start to breathe heavily as he continues to carve at my inner thigh, the burning pain and prickling blood forces tears to my eyes.I stare at the ceiling too scared to look until he steps back, I can feel his eyes on me, but I can't make myself look.

I'm too... what?

Ashamed?

He takes a quick step towards me making me flinch before I force my head down, my eyes go wide as I see what he's done.

A roughly carvedArcurinow adorns my skin.

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