His Little Wife

Chapter 36

I blinked my heavy eyes open, fighting the headache that was pounding in the back of my skull. The room was dark, only illuminated by the light that shone through the gaps of the doorframe for the only exit of the room.

'Hello.' I call into the darkness as fear gripped my chest. 'Lucian?' I speak into the air, knowing he'll come and save me. He'll find me and everything will be ok.

Silence.

'Lucian, please help.' I utter into the air, not to loud as to not draw the attention of the wrong person.

When I'm met with more silence I feel myself starting to well. She'll come for me if I'm left here. She knows where I am and she'll come for me. I can't be here when she returns I tell myself as I try to pull at my restraints to no avail. I try my best to free myself as ice cold fear races through my veins. A shaky whimper leaves my throat before a sound echoes through the silent room, stilling me.

'Shh.' I here someone hush from the dark.

I freeze in the chair and listen for anything else. I squint my eyes and try to look into the darkness, but I can't see anything but the blackness surrounding me. Just as I thought I was imagining I'd heard someone else in the room with me I hear a small moan.

'Hello?' I almost cry into the room, fearing the worst.

Then there's another moan, confirming my suspicions.

'Lucian.' The voice moans in pleasure.

But my worst fears were nothing compared to the reality of what was happening in the same room as me, not five feet from where I was tied to a harsh, metal chair. At the sound of Lucians name being called in the dark it was as if the room was slowly being lit up.

As my eyes adjust to the slow illumination I was met with an image I'll go to my grave with.

A small wooden table sat directly in front of my chair displaying two figures. One figure was that of Gabriela's body laid across the top with her back pressing against the surface. Her head hung off the edge with her hair hanging to the floor as her eyes met mine upside down. She had a wicked smile on her face before a moan escaped her lips as her body shook. My eyes left hers and slide over her naked body to where her feet were up on the table, with her legs parted. A sharp intake of breath leaves my mouth as Lucian stands naked between her thighs thrusting himself into her, oblivious to my presence.

'Lucian?' I whisper into the air, in a strangled sob.

But it's as if I hadn't spoken as he slides in and out of her, making her breast bounce with every thrust.

He leans over her body, wrapping his hand around her throat, squeezing the air for her as he moves his hips.

My eyes move back down the Gabriela who lays on the table, taking every thrust as she looks at me, smiling in victory.

I wanted to disappear. I wanted to die. I wanted everything to stop, but despite the strong urge to close my eyes and stop watching, I couldn't. Something inside me was forcing me to watch, wanting to know what he was like.

Gabriela had told me vanilla sex wasn't what Lucian wanted. She told me he needed more and that thought kept my eyes on them, wanting to know what she meant.

I watched as he took her on the table when he suddenly pulled completely out of her before spinning her around like she weighed nothing. Gabriela landed on all fours with her legs parted ready and waiting for Lucian to impale her as she looked at me.

When he slide back inside her, her head tipped back in ecstasy, but she still kept her eyes focused on me, as I was forced to watched.

Lucians wraps one of his hands in Gabriela's long flowing black hair, yanking it to get her to move to where ever he wanted her. A hiss escaped through her teeth at the harsh treatment, but she said nothing as he did it again, forcing her towards him, up onto her knees. I watched as Lucians free hand moved up Gabriela's body from her waist towards her breast as he pinch her nipple between his thumb and forefinger with some force, making her hips buck.