I smirk right back at her. I’m half drunk and I’ve not slept, she better think again about pushing my buttons right now.
“They’re gone until I get my answers,” I say as I stand and take another pull.
She watches me closely; observing me. She isn’t going to let me slip inside of her without a fight. Lucky for her I’m in the fighting kind of mood right now.
“You can’t keep me here,” she snarls.
I set the bottle down on the table and move toward her slowly. Each step is calculated as I think of the many, many things I want to do to her. I tilt my head to the side and watch her eyes. I’m looking for any signs of fear that might be dancing in them, but mainly I’m looking for her darkness. I want to see it. I want her to feel like a cornered, wild animal. I want her to unleash her fury on me because since I’ve met her I knew there was something else lingering inside of her. I knew there was more to her than just being a little lost girl working for Paul. No, there is so much more that she hasn’t let me see yet and I fucking want it all.
“I can do whatever the fuck I want to do. Did you forget who the fuck I am?”
She watches me and each step closer to her makes my cock even harder. She’s a goddamn drug and I want more of it. I knew from the first night I was inside her that her demons could play well with mine. It was something I’ve never felt before.
“You don’t know me Monster. Please don’t fucking push me,” she grits her teeth and that makes me smile.
Right there, it’s just below the surface, that animal that hides inside of her. It looks a lot like mine, but she’s obviously better at keeping hers caged. I’m nearly to her when her eyes spark. I can see the rage simmering in those blue oceans.
“Why not? You gonna break? You gonna snap and let that beast loose? Huh?” I taunt her.
God I need this. I need to see it, feel it, play with it. The air is so fucking thick around us that I can barely breathe, but this, this is what I fucking need from her. Kyza swallows hard; body trembling.
“Monster stop.”
I’m not stopping. There is not damn chance I can stop this now. She’s like a volcano about to erupt and I stand in awe of her. Her eyes are wild. She’s looking around the room for something, anything she can use against me. She won’t find anything. I made sure of that by removing anything that could be used as a weapon while she slept.
“Did he hurt you? Did he keep you trapped in a room like a caged fuckin’ animal?” I ask when we are nearly toe to toe.
She doesn’t take her eyes off of me now and that’s ripping me to shreds. We’re so close, and yet somehow deep inside of her is the Kyza that I don’t even know yet. I see a girl that had something so bad happen to her that she turned into a monster herself.
“You don’t know shit,” she hisses and my cock strains against my jeans trying to get to her.
I reach down and adjust that fucker, but I never lose eye contact with her. She wants to look away, but I can’t let her. Not right now. I’m so fucking close that I can taste it on the tip of my tongue. The intensity between us is insane and I’ve never felt this kind of power before.
“Then tell me. Did he force you? Huh? Did he just take what he wanted from you? Was he your boyfriend?” My tone is low and deadly, but so is the look in her eyes.
“Don’t do this to me,” she begs, but I can see that hardened look in her eyes.
She’s about to snap. I inch even closer as she inches back until her back hits the wall. She looks up and stares into my eyes. Fuck. I think she’s looking into the depths of my soul.
“I’m doin’ it sweetheart. I’m pullin’ that goddamned monster out of you. Show me. Show me what I fuckin’ wanna see.”
I reach up and wrap my hand around her throat quickly. She startles a little before she completely loses control. She fights me. I wasn’t aware of the strength she had until she slams her fist into my ribs. Of course it’s not a fair fight. I’m much bigger than her, but I love the way she reacts. That beast of hers is showing its ugly red eyes right now and that fire in her burns deep.
“I don’t want this. Get the fuck off of me!” She screams as her fists continue to pound against me.
My hand loosens around her throat and she uses that to her advantage. She moves quickly, much quicker than me. In seconds she has the knife from the back of my jeans in her hand and has it plunged into my side. I roar as the pain shoots through my body. She moves back. Her eyes are narrowed to slits as she plans out her next move.
“Do it,” I taunt her.
She looks at me and smirks when those gorgeous red lips of her part.
“You asked for this.”
She comes at me again but this time I’m ready for her. She lunges for me, but I move in time. She circles around and tries again, but I grab her around the waist. She screams, snarls, and hisses. I lift her into my arms and slam her roughly onto the bed. I pull the knife from her hands. The door flies open, but I’m still too fucked up in the head to listen to whoever it is that’s yelling right now. I position the knife to her throat as my body pins hers down. Her chest is heaving with every breath she takes.
“What the fuck Monster?”
I glance over this time and see Viking and Grinder along with a few prospects standing there watching the scene as it unfolds.
“Get the fuck out of here!”
“What in the hell is goin’ on here brother? You kill that girl and we’ve got problems,” Viking adds.
“Get the fuck out!”
This time they actually do leave. They even close the door behind them. When I look back down Kyza is on fire.
“You made a mistake,” she hisses between her clenched teeth.
“Did I?” I ask cocking my head to the side.
I toss the knife to the floor and move quickly, standing up and yank my jeans off. Kyza leaps from the bed. She’s near the door when I catch her.
“You going to rape me too?” I chuckle under my breath and toss her back onto the bed.
“Didn’t rape you before did I?”
I shove her down, but she rolls over onto her back. She peers up at me. I can see anger, fear, and lust all mixing as one in her eyes.
“You can’t do this to me,” she says softer this time.
I climb on the bed and force her thighs open. I settle in before I grab the fabric of her panties and rip them from her body. She gasps, but doesn’t say another word, at least until I plunge inside of her.
Twelve
Kyza
Each thrust is more powerful than the last. Each grunt grows louder. Each time he looks at me I can feel myself climbing a little more. I’ve kept my shield in place for years. Years. And here he is ripping it to shreds with his bare hands. Why is he doing this to me? Why am I letting him do this to me?
“Now you know what it feels like to fuck a Monster,” he growls before thrusting even harder.
Each sweet bite of pain clears a little more of the fog from my memories. Each dirty word he speaks brings it all back to the surface.
“You bastard,” I cry and try to push him off of me.
He doesn’t stop and I don’t really want him to. I’m confused. I’m scared and I’m afraid that once I fall apart I won’t be able to pick up the pieces and make myself whole again.