GABRIELLE
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"Why? " I spoke numbly.
I knew this was coming, but nothing could have prepared me for the intense power of his gaze.
A cruel smirk formed across his face.
"Why, dear wife? So we can fuck "
My ears blared hot at his crude statement, the nerves in my body stood high in alarm.
As though make emphasis on his statement, he moved even closer, so that I was now flattened against him. My breasts were cushioned against his lower chest.
I was thrown in a panicked state when the feel of his rigid members between my legs grew more severe, there were just the materials of clothes between us, and he was asking me to take them off.
I also could feel a different kind of pressure against my skin, where the knife was carefully hidden inside my dress.
My eyes searched the room, hoping desperately for an escape route, he must have read into my look and knew what I was thinking.
"Take off your clothes Brie! You can't run from me! I'll always catch you, little mouse. I'll do it for you!" His tone was low and menacing.
I was already caged between him and the wall, there was nowhere to run.
He caught my wrists in a strong grip until I cried out from the pain.
"Please no, I'm not ready! I need some more time"
My first tears fell, I was beginning to sob, my whole body trembling uncontrollably against his stronger much larger frame.
I wished to reach out to whatever humanity he had left, I should have known by what he did to Derek that he had none.
His eyes were so cold, those weren't eyes that revealed mercy underneath.
"If I have to repeat my words one last time, you will regret it, my little wife." His breath teased my ear, his fingers skimming through the materials of my gown.
NO!
If he went any lower, he was bound to discover my weapon, that was the only thing I had left against this monster, I couldn't allow him to discover it.
"Please Lucian, I'm not ready for this! I don't want to do this!"
I had always imagined my first time would be spent with Derek, I shifted my eyes to Lucian's and a chill jolted my body, I had the feeling that he knew the direction of my thoughts.
"But you were ready to run away with that bastard, weren't you? " He taunted, the smirk on his face betrayed the icy rage that simmered in his eyes.
"You belong to me, Brie! I'm your husband! And I won't be denied of my rights, Refuse me again, I dare you to Brie!" He hissed, his grey eyes simmering with hot fury.
He kissed me.
HARD.
Devouring my cries and pleas with the fierce slam of his lips, his fingers burrowed into my hair while the other cupped my butt, so he was grinding his erection against my feminine paths.
"Fuck. You taste so damn good. " He muttered.
Hot sloppy tongue trailed my neckline while the other massaged my breasts, feeling them through my dress.
I was hitting him crying out for him to stop, but it seemed as though he was carved from rock, soon my fists were beginning to hurt.
This was going to happen, I had to stop it now I still had the chance to.
I was trembling with panic even as my fingers sought for the knife. I've never harmed anyone before, could I really kill a man?
Maybe I should just hurt him enough so that he lets me go? That thought sat more comfortably with my conscience.
I gripped the knife tightly, but then something happened, he broke the kiss and was starting to step backward, but it was too late to stop my hand movements.
And.
STAB!