Amara's POV
I'm tossing and turning in bed trying to get comfortable, not liking how hot I am. I stick my leg out on the side of the bed and somehow it makes me feel cooler. Until I feel the sharp edge of metal slowly tease up my leg.
My breath hitches as my skin becomes hot. I try to lift but I can only turn my head. Every bone in my body felt heavy. The knife goes higher revealing a gloved hand. My eyes follow until the intruder is fully standing over the bed. A ghost mask stared back at me, his head cocked to the side as he drags his knife high up my body.
I try to turn away but he grips my ankle pulling me hard under him as he straddles me. "Not so fast pet," his haunting voice hits my ears. He stabs the knife into the headboard behind us leaving it there. I hear his heavy breathing as he scans my body, I keep telling my body to move but it won't listen. He grips my hands tight above me making me cry out in pain.
"I liked that, Do it again" he purrs as he drags his mask down my neck. I hear him inhale deeply as squeezes my wrists tighter. "Stop," I whimper as I bite my lip holding back a cry as I try to kick him but he crushes his body more against me putting himself between my legs.
He chuckles darkly by my ear "Why should I? You belong to me, You are all mine"
"No...No," I deny, shaking my head.
"Yes, Yes, Yes." he taunts, my breath hitches as he drags his hand down my body to my hip before squeezing it.
"Now be a good pet and spread yourself wider for me," As if in a trance my body responds to his words as I arch myself into him spreading myself wider, Why am I doing this? Deep chuckles leave his mask as he grinds himself into me in appreciation. I feel his warm breath on my neck again making me shiver.
"All mine," he repeats in a low voice and it scares me to my core.
I shoot awake panting looking around the room. My heart raced so loudly I could practically hear it. Thank god it was a dream. I put my head in my hands trying to calm down. Why would I dream about him and worse why am I wet because of it? I was relieved that Stu must've left early I groan irritated as I get out of bed, taking off my now wet shorts. I pause in shock and confusion when I notice the small circular dark marks around my wrists.
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