Jewel's POV
The feeling of rough fingers running over my abdomen awakens me from a deep slumber. I can still hear the crack of Ryan's neck ring through my ears. The fingers against my skin begin to add more pressure and it forces me to finally open my eyes.
Eric watches me intently as he looms over me.
"I didn't think you were gonna wake up."
I can't bring myself to speak quite yet. Flashes of Ryan keep passing through my mind. A taunting question keeps popping up.
Should I be afraid of Eric?
He killed someone. Then I remember that Robert was found dead also.
Did Eric kill him too?
"Jewel." He says, dominantly.
Looking at him now, I see that his jaw is set. The hand that was tracing patterns over my skin now rests at my side so that I'm trapped between his left arm and the rest of his body.
"Did that really happen?" I whisper, meeting his eyes fully.
With a loud sigh and a look of disdain, Eric moves closer to me, somehow creating no space between us.
"Did what really happen?"
Why is he playing dumb? He knows what I'm talking about.
My fists clench into the sheets underneath me. "Did you really kill Ryan?" I ask, accusingly.
Eric seems to be caught off guard by my tone and his eyebrows pull in, creating a crease on his forehead.
"Yes." He says, flatly. My body instinctively flinches away from him and Eric immediately notices. His left hand comes up and pushes down my body, right over my hip bone.
"Don't" His teeth grit together. Eric's whole body has found its way to completely cover mine now. His weight is too much and any possibility of getting away is out of the question.
"He would have hurt you bad, Jewel. Maybe even killed you. I will not let that happen."
I shut my eyes tight, trying so hard to believe that he is not bad. Telling myself over and over again that he only acted in my defense. I unravel my fingers from the sheets and bring them up to place them on his chest. Instead of him pulling back like I thought he would, he comes down closer to me. His scent lingers and an excitement starts to build in the pit of my stomach.
Not now.
A groan passes through my lips as he pushes his hips into mine. His intentions are only to distract me but I can't help but succumb to them. Everything about him makes me want to feed into my temptations.
