Thursday, February 26, 2009

Part 1 of Intense Love

\See ya.\ I called to my Asian friend Jenny.

\Bye Rain.\ She answered as she hurried back into her house.

Me and Jenny have been friends for eight years and now that we had graduated from college the world was our oyster. Jenny had a boyfriend and that night the three of us had gone clubbing. I tried to have fun but when we were dancing this strange man kept staring at us.

\He\'s got the hots for you.\ I teased Jenny motioning my martini glass toward the guy in black in the corner of the bar.

\Fuck you.\ Jenny laughed. \You know I got a man.\

\And he gives me all I need.\ I teased in a singsong voice.

\Bitch.\ She muttered and to revenge herself she started to make out with her boyfriend as he sat down beside her.

I rolled my eyes. Out of sheer curiosity I looked in the direction of the mystery man. He was hot, I had to admit. Even dressed all in black it matched his dark hair. I guess it was his eyes. They were this piercing green. The level of intensity that he was projecting in our general direction was overwhelming. I quickly looked away.

Slut, I thought good naturedly, Jenny was my BF and she was pretty it wasn\'t her fault if the guys never noticed me and I was still boyfriendless and a virgin.

Damn my plainness. I was so ordinary. Brown hair, brown eyes, a decent body but hell no one is perfect, right?

This was when I decided to bail and the three of us left the club.

Now as I walked to my car safe and sound half an hour away from the loud music I thought that now was the time for a major makeover. Maybe makeup, I thought as I leaned over the car to open my door.

I heard the crunch of gravel before I felt the iron band about my waist and the hand crushed over my lips.

Oh my god, was my first thought.

In the time it took me to form that thought I was being hauled off to another side street. There were no lights and no sidewalk just the horribly loud crunch of gravel. I began to struggle trying to stomp on the instep of the attacker\'s foot but he kept walking even when I did hit the mark.

His breathing was even and soft in my ear and I thought that he must be very strong. For all my bitching and insecurity I am not a small woman.

This fucker is going to have one huge fight on his hands.

\Slut.\ He hissed in my ear his lips warm and soft on the outer shell. \Makin\' out in front of your nice friend. What a bitch you are.\

Holy shit! He was the guy in the club. Somehow he had followed us here and thought that I was Jenny.

I began to try to speak through his fingers but my words were muffled and unintelligible.

He threw me down then. The gravel was sharp and cut my hands and knees through my pants when I fell. I tried to get up and run when his hand lashed out. \Please,\ I tried to say.

\Shut up, bitch.\ He snarled his hand in my hair pulling me up on my knees.

\I\'m not her!\ I managed to say through the pain and fear.

For that I received a stinging slap on my cheek. I tasted blood.

\Liar. Pretty, but a liar.\ He stroked my wounded cheek with a hand suddenly caressingly soft.

\Take me into the light and see for yourself.\ I licked my dried lips.

He paused for a minute as if deciding what to do then he pulled up on my hair so that I got up on my feet. His other hand clapped over my mouth. He led me to a dirty lamp at the end of the alley that had flies buzzing around it. The light was dim as he thrust me up against the wall his hand about my throat.

It took my eyes a moment to clear and adjust to the light. I heard his sharp intake of breath.

\Fucker.\ I chocked out.

He was even more beautiful up close. His black brows were arched, those green eyes were narrowed slightly as he studied my face. His other hand came up to wipe away the trickle of blood that poured from the corner of my mouth where he had slapped me.

\I\'m sorry, baby.\ His voice was husky and low. The rapist\'s edge to it had gone. \I didn\'t know it was you.\

\Please let me go.\ I felt pretty confident now that he would feel bad for his mistake and let me go. I would call the cops and warn Jenny, my day would be saved.

He kissed me then.

I almost wish he had slapped me again. His kiss scared me more. His lips were soft coaxing my lips apart to tease me with his tongue. I tried to move away I didn\'t like french kissing. The one guy who had done that to me mauled my face. But this guy was good. Sinfully good.

\Please no.\ I whispered.

\You\'re the one I wanted anyway. I was going to beat the fuck out of your friend and then come for you, my love.\ He was speaking through the kisses he bestowed on my neck.

He had released my neck and I began to struggle against him. Pushing at his solid hard chest was like shoving against a brick wall.

\You better stop that shit. Come on baby, I saw you look at me.\ His hands were on my ass literally lifting me off my feet with his incredible strength forcing me to lean back against the wall of the alley. He pushed my crotch into his hardening cock. \You want this.\ His voice was still soft and he was truly scaring me.

\I\'m not pretty enough for you.\ I blurted out and the words were true. Even though he had hit me that didn\'t make him less of a god.

\You\'re beautiful.\ He slipped a knee up to hold me against him leaving his hands free to roam over my small breasts.

\I\'m on my period.\

\So you\'ll be extra wet for me.\

\I have AIDS.\ Man, I was scrapping the barrel here.

\Right.\

I heard the scream of rending cloth as he ripped my tank top off me. Damn me for not wearing a bra. His mouth went immediately to my nipples. Despite the situation his mouth sent thrills through my body. I moaned aloud. No one had ever touched me this way.

He opened his black jeans pushing me up against the wall parting my legs.

\No, no.\ I moaned as his hand delved into my pants to stroke my shaven cunt. He kissed me again parting the wet folds of my cunt to finger my clit. I cried out in pleasure my body was being used to skillfully betray me.

What a fucker he was for knowing how to play me like a harp.

Before I was aware of it my panties were pushed down and cold air touched my hip. He came between my legs then. The soft wet tip of his hard cock was paused at the opening of my cunt. \Please,\ He surged in. I screamed then but his lips were on mine.

When he released me he just stayed there buried balls deep in me. He was hard, hot and throbbing. He had hurt at first but now that he was giving me a moment I was starting to enjoy the feeling of fullness, the scent of him in my nostrils.

\This changes everything.\ He whispered in my ear. Then I was past hearing as he bagan to pull out and then ease back in slowly. I have to give him credit he recognized that it was my first time and he wasn\'t just hammering away at me.

At least not until a minute later. He began to ride me harder and deeper my back slamming up against the hard cold wall of the alleyway. My moans mingled with his.

The heat that I had felt at his kisses went up my spine now like a fireball as he pounded me hard. I was cumming. All my muscles were locking up I felt my cunt clench his cock so hard he cried out in a mixture of intense pain and pleasure. The release I felt moments afterward was mind numbing. After a few hard strokes I felt him cum deep inside me.

He braced his hands on the wall with my arms about his neck my legs wrapped about his hips.

Oh fuck. I was just raped in an alley. His cum is dripping from my cunt. I\'m not on anything. This fucker could have AIDS.

\You shit!\ I cried out shoving him away feeling him slide out of my pussy. I was sore and raw. \Bastard. Do you have AIDS? I suppose you don\'t give a shit that you just came in me and I\'m not on anything.\ I was on the ground struggling into my torn shirt. I wasn\'t scared now. I was super pissed. Mostly at him but partly at myself too, I could have fought harder or at least screamed for god\'s sake.

When I stood up he was already dressed again. \Don\'t worry, baby. I\'ll take care of you.\ He reached out again to touch me but I knocked his hand away running like hell to my car.

The next day Planned Parenthood gave me the morning after pill and I decided not to go to the cops. How could they find him? I didn\'t even know his name.

Two days later I went over to Jenny\'s house where her parents were just leaving. It seems Jenny had been beaten and left in the alley by her house the night before.

I rode to the hospital following her parents in my car. She was going to be ok but she had broken ribs and several cuts and bruises. When I walked into her room Jenny looked at me. One of her eyes had a red mote in the sclera. Wordlessly she handed me a piece of paper and turned away from me.

\Jenny,\ She wouldn\'t even look at me after that.

I took the paper outside and in front of my car I read the note. It was sealed with a red wax seal and had my name scrawled across the top of the paper in bold strokes. The letter read thus:

Come to me in the alley tonight. This will never end for your friend if you do not. It will only get worse.

Love,

C.

Holy fuck.

What else could I do? I told myself for the millionth time as I stood in the alley below the dim lamp waiting.

I saw him then approaching me. As he entered the circle of faint light I saw that somehow he had grown even more handsome. He wore a blue T-shirt and blue jeans the muscles of his arms bulging, stretching the cotton of his shirt.

\What do you want?\ I came out with it. The words were driven more out of fear than boldness.

\You.\ He said just as simply only he wasn\'t afraid. I could see the arrogant glimmer in his green eyes. Bastard, he knew he was in control.

\Leave my friend alone.\

\Oh I will.\ He stroked my arm. The fine hairs raising up on the bare flesh. \Provided that you agree to my demands.\

\Fuck you.\ I spat out. What else does an animal do when it is trapped in a corner with no where else to go?

\In good time, my love.\ He grabbed my jaw rubbing his thumb over my lips. \I want you to be mine. Only mine, Rain.\

My eyes widened in shock as I realized that he knew my name.

\I\'ll keep beating your friend. And when that gets boring I\'ll come to your house and beat on your family. Wait for you in your room. You know, the one with the white lace curtains and the walnut desk in the corner. I\'d love to fuck you in your own bed. Feel that tight cunt milking my cock. I dream about you, Rain.\

I shook my head in denial. I couldn\'t speak.

\I know you dream about me.\ He whispered his lips touching mine softly. He backed away then releasing me. \So, what\'ll it be?\

\You just want me for your whore.\ How could this be happening to me? How Jenny be in the hospital because of this man? What the fuck was I to do?

\Not my whore, Rain. Never that. I want permanence, fidelity, virginity.\ At the last word he arched one black brow. \Everything you can give.\

\No.\ I said firmly.

He spun around on one heel and went marching off into the night. Shit! \Where are you going?\ I asked catching him by the arm. I felt the steel tendons flex underneath his velvet skin. He never paused in his stride.

\I\'m going to fuck with your friend a little bit. Maybe I\'ll cut off her oxygen. Yeah, that sounds pretty good.\

\No, please.\ I begged pulling on his arm.

He stopped turning to face me. We were in public now on a main street lined with brightly lit shops. Inside there were carefree people, people who didn\'t have to bargain for the life of their friend.

\I\'ll be with you.\ I whispered.

A slow easy smile curved his lips. He slung his muscled arm about my shoulders kissing my cheek. \Why don\'t you introduce me to Mom and Dad?\

\I don\'t even know your name.\ My heart lay as a stone in my breast.

\Cullach.\

We were headed in the direction of my house. \I\'ll do anything to keep you, Rain, because I love you so much.\ He kissed the bruised side of my mouth licking the small scab. His words turned me on made my cunt clench in remembrance. \Say you love me.\

\I love you, Cullach.\ I was asking myself if that was a lie.

What else was I to do?

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