Deadly Infatuation

Chapter 19

One thing my parents always told me was you can't fix someone, do you think that could be what Lily might try? Or do you think she needs Lucas to stay safe from the monster?

So this version of the chapter is a little 50 shades of f***ed up but I love it, if you aren't comfortable with it I wrote a PG-13 chapter you can read.

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The savory smell of bacon brought me out of my deep sleep. Stretching out my body, sharp pains every where brought me crashing back to reality. I watched a girl be tortured to death, and her killer slept next to me last night. I get out of bed and walk over to the dresser full of clothes for me and picked out a a heavy cotton dress that came to my knees and was a beautiful dark purple. When I walked into the bathroom, tender memories of last night came flooding over me. For a moment I felt the sweetness of his careful touch, but that faded as soon as I saw the shackle size bruises on wrists.

Looking into the mirror I cringed at my reflection. I looked like how I felt, beaten and worn down. My hair resembled more of a tumble weed than hair, due to the fact that I slept on it wet. My eyes are what scared me the most, they were completely rimmed in red. The Red coloring changed the blue of my eyes into a light grey. The color of my eyes reminded me of Lucas's eyes.

Lucas is the only thing keeping me safe from the monster, I need him to survive. A terrible thought ran through my head as I looked at my self. What if I'm not pretty enough for him? What if he stops loving me? Quickly I push the question away and start brushing my hair, trying to tame it into a braid. I saw the make up on the counter, it must be new because it hadn't been there yesterday. So I start applying it, making sure I make it look as natural as possible, and soon my reflection shifts, I look almost like my normal self. I quickly slip on a pretty dress from my dresser and leave the room.

I walk into the kitchen quietly and see Lucas standing at the stove flipping pancakes. The only article of clothing he had on were a black pair of boxer briefs that hugged him in all the right places. He was beautiful, with skin the color or marble. My fingers itched to touch him, to feel his bare back underneath my finger tips.

From behind I could see all the muscles in his back and the broadness of his shoulders. The tattoos he normally covers, were out on full display considering he was mostly naked. They went down both arms, and lead to his neck. He turned his body towards me where I noticed a new tattoo on his chest framing his perfectly sculpted abs. I tried to look at the tattoo but he turned his back to me once more. Hiding the tattoo and his beautiful, hard and lean torso away from me.

A sudden wave of desire for him came over me like a tsunami, I want him. In a way I never thought I would. The monster wont leave me alone for long, I would rather Lucas take my Virginity than a torturous monster. So I walk up behind him and wrapped my arms around his back, tracing the smooth hard skin of his abs. A shiver went through him as he said "Well good morning, my very own sleeping beauty." I mumbled a good morning into his broad back. Without thinking I kiss him on the back, he moaned in delight, turning off the stove and putting the spatula down.

I stayed behind him, trialing sweet kisses down his back, causing him to still for a moment. I could feel his heart speed up , and his breath quicken. I felt my own heart pick up speed with want and anticipation. Lucas quickly spun around, wrapping his strong arms around me, causing me to suck in a breath. I looked up at him, and his face was full of shock and awe. I could see the love behind his eyes, and in the careful way he gripped my waist.

In my eyes he was seeking approval , permission to have his way with me, and with a smile and a small nod, he picked me up into his arms. He kissed me carefully at first, giving me a chance to change my mind, and when I didn't, he set me down on the counter top. With my legs wrapped around his waist and my arms around his neck, I kissed him passionately, letting him see how I felt for him. I loved Lucas, more than I thought I ever could, I just didn't love the monster.

Desire pushed that thought and any other thought away, and was in control of my body. I held him as close as possible, when his hands went up my dress. He stopped at my breasts, giving me another chance to stop this, and when I didn't, he lifted the dress over my head. Normally I would have thought I would have been self conscious but instead I felt empowered. I could see in his eyes that he thought I was beautiful.

His long fingers danced along my bare skin, leaving goosebumps behind. He finally reached my breasts and cupped one in his hand and the other pressed above my waist pressing his bare skin to mine. He felt like heaven, how could someone so dangerous make me feel so good. Kissing my neck he left a path that lead him to my bare chest. A moan came from my lips unexpectedly, my body was on fire for him. I need him, every part of me wanted every part of him.

Making his way back up to my ear he whispered for me to hold on tight in a seductive voice, and nibbled softly on my ear lobe. Chilled went down my spine and I tightened my legs around him and held on. He lifted me off the counter, a large hand on each side of my butt. I felt weightless as he kissed me and walked to our bedroom. He tossed me gently on the bed and soon crawled up onto me.

He quickly discarded the flimsy fabric that left us covered, and kissed me hard on the mouth. "I love you Lily, and I know you love me too" he said to me in between brief feverish kisses. I had to have him, right here and right now. He loved me and I need to be loved. He cherished me and gently pushed himself inside of me. I thought there would be pain, but instead I was met with bliss, and a passion that craved more of him.

After a few minutes he went harder, and faster, leaving a fire coursing through my veins. I felt like I was going to explode, but right before the release, a strong hand came down hard across my mouth. It was him, the monster was fighting his way through. I saw the struggle in Lucas's eyes as he tried to resist the monster, desperate to keep me safe, but it was to late. The monster took over and with a terrible grin, the fire in me was gone and my blood ran cold. I fought him as hard as I could, trying to push his rock hard body off of me, but it was useless.

" He had his turn with you, now it's mine." The monster said to me as he muffled my scream with his hand. He started to bite me, and not in a seductive way, he bit me in places he knew would cause me pain, not pleasure. When he finally removed his hand from my mouth I screamed at him as he held both my wrists with one hand. He reached over to the night stand and pulled out a pair of hand cuffs. I knew it was over, he won, and now was going to do whatever he wanted with me.

The tears I seem to always shed, ran down my face in silent streams as he defined my body, causing me enough pain that I finally black out and was at peace.

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A few hours later I woke up cold and stiff all over. The light was off in the bedroom and I was still on top of the covers naked but unhand cuffed. The monster left me there, like a piece of trash. This just made my hate for him grow, he is pure evil. I get off the bed and grab Lucas's robe and wrap it around my body. In the bathroom I washed all the make up off that once had been perfect, but was now smudged and running down my face. I crack the door open slowly, peering into the hall way, He was gone. The kitchen was empty and there was no sound across the house. I look at the clock on the microwave and its's 9:00 p.m. My stomach growls at me, reminding me how hungry I am, so I walk over to the pantry and get the ingredients to make spaghetti.

No sooner had I finished cooking, Lucas walked through the door  and wrapped his arms around me, crying softly into my shoulder. He kept muttering an apology to me through his tears. "Lucas it's okay, I know that was the monster not you. I love you." I tell him as I run my fingers through his soft dark hair. After a minute or two he looks up at me, kissed me lightly on the mouth, and goes to make him self a plate of food.

The rest of the night went without an appearance from the monster, and we had a chance to sit and talk to each other. We laughed at stories and when it got late, he carried me in his arms to the bed room and cuddled up next to me in bed, bringing me warmth that I never knew I needed.