Dark Lust

Chapter One

Chapter One

My eyes slowly opened as I felt a presence in my room. I didn't move, thinking it was just my nerves and anxiety. I saw how dark it was and realized it must've been roughly two in the morning. I moved slightly and sighed to myself, I'm always having trouble sleeping. I opened my eyes a bit wider and saw the a shadow of a tree that was in my yard stretching through the window. A full moon was out and shining brightly into the dark room, bringing a sense of life to it. I felt something - or someone - settle on the bed next to me.

Hands found their way up my front and I stiffened. My first thought was that it was Talinda but when I grasped the arm connected to the hand, it felt muscular. Plus Talinda wasn't even supposed to come home today. My eyes widened and I was turned to face the ceiling. I calmed down a little when I saw who was touching me.

"Mike-" I couldn't get any further. He took duct tape out of his pocket and slammed it over my mouth, slowly running his thumb smoothly across my lips after. His hands pressed tightly against my forearms to the bed and I struggled against his grip. His head dipped down towards my ear and I took in a shaky breath.

"Stop," He whispered and I did as he said. My limbs settled but it didn't relax my nerves. He pulled out a knife that was coated in blood and I felt my eyes tear up in fear. "Don't scream at any point of this, understated?"

I quickly nodded in response and he took off the duct tape. I heard the knife fall to the floor. I felt my body tremble as he helped me off the bed, his hand slowly rose up my back under my shirt and before I knew what was happening, he had me pressed against the wall. His lips met mine and I struggled against him but he held me firmly. His tongue rolled under my bottom lip and he bit down, drawing a bit of blood from my lip.

"Everything about you is so sweet," He murmured and ran his tongue over my bleeding lip, making it sear in pain. His hand left my back and went to his belt buckle and I felt myself trying to back further into the wall. I heard his pants fall to the floor with a small ding noise from the belt. He spun me around and forced my stomach towards the wall and he straddled my hips from behind. I let out a small sob and his movements stopped. He spun me back around and looked me in the eyes as I raised my hands protectively in front of myself. He grabbed my arms and kept looking at me directly as he kicked his pants off his ankles.

He lead me out of the room and down the stairs, to the basement. The scene before me made me drop to my knees and took the breath away from my lungs. Talinda was lying on the floor dead, blood surrounding her lovely frame. Her throat was slit from one side to the other and blood was already drying on her tanned skin. A note covered in blood sat on top of her unmoving form. I remained still from shock as Mike let go of my arm and walked towards the body, picking up the note. I looked down at my shaking arms and saw Mike left an already forming bruise on my arm from his tight grip.

I fell to my knees and allowed the tears so spill out of my eyes from the thought of never seeing my beautiful wife again. She's gone... Forever. Mike returned to me with the note and handed it to me, bending over, not saying a word. My trembling hands took the note from him as I glared at him hatefully. Before I could begin reading the blood coated note, he spoke.

"She was coming back tonight to slip this under the door," He said, crouching next to me and sliding his hands up my inner thigh. "I was here too, coming to surprise you. I ran into her and took the note from her. She kept yelling at me as I was reading it about how much she loved you and that it's not her fault. This note pissed me off and I raised my knife to her. She didn't even have a chance to scream. Don't worry, she didn't suffer."

"Y-You..." I stuttered but he instantly gestured to the note. Tears found their way down my face as my blurred vision focused on the small piece of paper.