EroticReverie

Malachi - One Week Later

Some might say I've been crazy. That a man who does the things that I've done, can only be classified as a psychopath. They'd be right. However , I've never felt crazy. Not till now, not till Eve. I don't care about people. Ryder and Laz are the closest I've ever come to having something like a family. I care about Eve. My actions may make it seem otherwise, but I am obsessed with her. Knowing what she almost did with Ryder...then watching her run from me...trying to fucking escape me...I've never felt as much anger as I did seeing her run from me. I'd hurt her. Countless times now, none as bad as how I treated her in the shed when punishing her. She had to know that she was mine. I needed to remind her that she was mine. 

It's been a fucking week since I've been inside of her. A week since those pretty eyes looked at me with naive hope. My pretty pet...is checked out. Even though I've let her recover, even though I haven't used her body even when dying to. I can't tell if she's purposefully playing the silent game with me, or if she's actually gone mute. If I broke my pet entirely. I also can't tell if I love it or hate it. I miss the way her mouth would open to speak, eyes drifting to me for permission to talk. Now, she doesn't try to. She only speaks when spoken to, her sweet voice is empty, and monotone, as if she's on auto pilot.

She'd begged for me to kill her that day in the shed and afterward when I'd touched her sweetly. When I'd fucked with her pretty little head on purpose. My dick had been so hard listening to her plead with me to stop as her delicate hands shook, holding my face as her hungry little mouth kept kissing mine. She'd begged me to stop, but she was the one pulling my mouth back to hers. Even after destroying her cunt, absuing her the way I had with my cock...her fucked up little head still wanted the soft touches of the hands that punished her. 

Today I would let myself have her again. A week was too long to go without her sweet little pussy wrapped around my cock. Too long to go without the taste of her pussy. 

I'd showered her this morning, taking longer than normal. My hands slipping and sliding all over her petite frame, my cock throbbing at how perfectly her body fit in my hands. I'd cupped her cunt , holding us under the spray of the water. Held onto it like it was gold, grabbing it and groaning into her ear, not saying a word as I fought the urge to please her. 

She doesn't talk to Ryder. Doesn't even look at him now. Maybe she feels betrayed. I'm happy about it. Him betraying her, the way she'd betrayed me. Ryder was recovering still from the beating I'd given him. A few bruised ribs, his black eye nearly gone. The cut on his lip and brow crusted over and healed. 

The two girls that were in the basement , are no more. The red head had been taken to the shed that day, where Laz spent the rest of the day fucking her corpse, and all day the next. The brunette was next , later that day. And I'm not sure if he still has them chained up in that shed or not, or what state of decay they're in. But Laz still goes to the shed in the morning, and comes back around dinner, saying nothing as the tension between me and Ryder continues, even with my pet not showing him attention. 

"This is bullshit. Can we just fucking deal with this?" Lazarus huffs, drawing my gaze and Ryders to his as we sit at the table eating breakfast. Eve is in her chair, next to mine, forking a pile of eggs gently into her mouth, staring at her plate as if in a trance. The sight of it angers me. I want my pet back. I want her to chance looks at me, I want her to fucking look at me again without being told. 

"With what?" I ask and lift my coffee and take sip. 

"You know what!" Laz says slapping the table. Eve flinching slightly, my hand reaching over, under the table and placing a hand on her thigh. But that makes her flinch too, and my nostrils flare. I grab her thigh, looking at her as she sets down her fork and places her hands in her lap. I stroke my large thumb over the outside of her thigh, letting it shove the hem of her white dress up a bit so I can touch her soft skin. My hand greedy and pushing the dress higher , so I can lay my entire hand on her lower thigh near her knee.

"This shit!" Lazarus huffs. "I'm sick of this shit! With you and Ryder! With Eve!" He yells.

"Lower your fucking voice. We're all right here." I snarl at him and Lazarus dips his head but also scowls at me. 

"Make it right." Lazarus growls. 

"Everything is fine." I say.

"NO ITS NOT!" Lazarus says. Banging his hands on the table again, and Eve flinches again, her leg jerking in my hold and I grab it a bit more firmly and then look at Lazarus. 

"I said...lower your fucking voice." I warn him. 

"Then make it right." Lazarus growls at me and I glare at him in warning. 

"What would like me to do Lazarus?" I ask, stroking Eve's thigh. 

"I.....I don't know...I just...shit's not the same....it's too fucking quiet around here...and it's making me fucking crazy" he huffs. 

"Then play some fucking music." Ryder mutters under his breath.

"Fuck you Ryder" Lazarus growls at him. 

i know for a fact that Ryder and Lazarus haven't hooked up or done anything since that day. Nobody in this house was getting any real fucking ass, other than Lazarus and his cold , stiff whores in the shed. 

"I'm going to say this only once." I say, drawing Lazarus's attention back to me. 

"I'm not going to apologize for what happened or what I did to Ryder." I say, Ryder's eyes shifting me, his jaw tightening. 

"I also won't apologize for what I did to Eve." I say and she just stays still and I stroke her thumb. 

"If you two don't like it...you can fucking leave." I say and I see Laz's brows draw inward, and watch Ryder grip his fork tightly.

"We're family." Laz says, and my nostrils flare, not out of anger, but because I can hear the rejected tone of voice, his hurt feelings. He might be fucking crazy, but at times, he's just as much human as everyone else in the world. 

"Then act like it." I say. "When I ask one god damn thing of you two...I'm met with resistance. I don't fucking ask for a lot...just some fucking respect. I want one fucking thing for myself..." I say. My hand posseviely riding higher on Eve's thigh. 

"And you can't just let me fucking have it without whining like a couple of children because I don't want to share my fucking girl with you." I growl. 

Both of their eyes lifting .

"I know you're both dying to be inside her." I grumble. "and i know at some point....at some point I have to let it happen." I huff and feel Eve move slightly. 

"But have some fucking patience. She's not going anywhere." I say, grabbing her thigh harder, higher, sliding it up, the heat of her soft cunt against the side of my pinky finger as it brushes her bare pussy. 

"I'm not fucking ready to share." I growl. 

I'd been thinking a lot this past week. Not wanting anyone else to lay a single fucking finger on my pet. Yet, knowing that I had to allow Ryder and Laz, at some point to fuck her. It said a lot that Lazarus wanted a warm cunt more than ever, when it came to Eve. Said a lot that Ryder took the fucking beating he did, and was still trying to get inside her an hour later. There were only two options...kill Eve, and eliminate the fucking problem. Or share her with Ryder and Lazarus. And there was no way my pretty pet would be taking her last breath anytime soon. We cared for her. All of us. In our own fucked up ways. Ways that she probably hated and didn't like, but it didn't matter. We cared for her. Wanted her. And me...I needed her. 

"Now, kindly fuck off." I say, getting up and gently grabbing Eve's arm , and she stands, lifting her arms obediently as I pick her up, place her on my hip and walk to the stairs, up them and into my bedroom. 

"Knock this shit off." I say as I set her down on the bed.

She lifts her pretty eyes to me, questioning me silently. 

"I want you back." I say, running a hand through my hair, starting to pace. Feeling her eyes follow me. 

"I don't like that you don't fucking look at me anymore." I admit, looking at her, and she just blinks. Her brows furrowing slightly, showing the slightest hint of anger. 

"Are you broken or just punishing me?" I ask stopping my pacing and standing there looking down at her. 

"Which would you prefer Master?" she asks , monotone again. And I take a deep breath, my palm twitching to slap her pretty face. I was so sick of hearing that dead tone. 

"I would prefer the fucking truth. Speak to me. Fucking talk to me. Like you had started to before...before.." I say, struggling to say out loud what I'd done. 

"Before you nearly killed me Master?" she asks and my nostrils flare. Her eyes fall to my curled fists.

"You want to hit me Master." she says, lifting her eyes back up. 

"Do it." she says.

My teeth grind as my hands open and close, the muscles in my arms flexing as I resist the urge to punish her for making me feel fucking crazy, making me feel...bad? Bad for hurting her, when she'd deserved it for what she'd done to me? Betraying me, letting Ryder have her, and touch her. 

"I should." I seethe.

she lifts her chin, her eyes on me. 

"Then do it." she says, a spark of defiance, of something more than her robotic , hollow voice. 

"Do it." she says, with a slight hiss. 

My hand flies back and then stops as she flinches and I growl, lowering it. 

"I hate you." she hisses. "and I'll never stop hating you. So do whatever you want to me. I don't fucking care anymore. I hate you, I hate all of you." 

"shut up" I growl. 

"Make me." she challenges, my dick growing harder as the fire lights inside her. My pet, my pet is back. She's still there. 

"You're not allowed to break." I growl at her. 

Her brows pinch slightly as she looks up at me, blinking as she looks up at me. 

"you're not allowed to not look at me...you're not allowed to barely fucking function...that's not how I want you." I growl. 

"Do you know how fucking hard I was trying to be GOOD for you?!" I yell at her suddenly, hands thrown up and fingers in my hair as I start to pace again.

"YOU MAKE ME FUCKING CRAZY!" I yell, and then stop pacing and throw my hands down and look at her, breathing hard, heavy,  losing my fucking sanity just looking at her. 

"IM TRYING EVE" i growl, and fucking drop to my god damn knees and shove her dress up. "and im going to keep trying...and im going to hurt you when you make me angry....im going to punish you everytime you try to fucking leave me" I growl as she gasps and yank her ass to the edge of the bed. 

"Im going to fuck you like a whore when I feel like it....because I cant fucking control myself...I cant only give you so fucking much Eve....but im giving you what I fucking can..." I say and drop my face between her legs and kiss her thigh, fucking groaning loudly as I feel her soft skin on my lips and drag my tongue up her thigh as her breath hitches.

"Don't" she barely whispers.

"I know you miss cumming for me Eve" I groan, spreading her legs further apart. 

"Please don't" she whimpers. 

"God, I need to fucking taste you" I groan against her silky inner thigh and bring my mouth to her pussy hovering as she whines. 

"Please, don't" she begs, starting to cry.

"Let me be good to you" I groan and look at her pussy. Her beautiful pussy, shaved smooth by my own hand this morning. Spotless and pristine, pink and pretty. 

"Let me remind you of how it is when you're a good girl Eve...let me try to make you want me again" I groan. 

"no" she cries. 

"yes" I growl, and send my tongue to her slit, licking slowly up between her lips, cunt to clit, my cock throbbing, aching to bust at the taste of her on my tongue, at the sound of that sweet fucking whimper and soft cry. 

"Lay back and let me lick you pet....let me lick you so fucking slow Eve.." I groan, and drags my tongue once more as her legs quake, as she falls back, legs already trembling as I take my third lick. 

"mmmmm" I hum, kissing her pussy. "there we go"