You wouldn't still be alive...

Luca growled again in disgust, shoved Ashley away from him and turned away. She staggered for a moment, but regained her balance without falling over. He still looked angry, but now there was something else there as well. He brought his hand up and rubbed his face, then raked it through his hair angrily before turning to face her again.

"I should have killed you when Cavoski told me to," he said quietly, his right hand sliding to his back. He produced his handgun, switched off the safety and held it pointed at the floor beside him.

"You don't mean that," Ashley replied, her voice even. "And you know it." He was not going to kill her. Luca snorted, walked towards her slowly.

"You think so?" he asked, raising the gun to her eye level. "Do you really think I'm not going to kill you, baby?"

Ashley hoped not, but she wasn't prepared to take any chances. She grabbed his wrist with one hand and slammed her elbow down onto his forearm. He growled in pain, and she swung her elbow back up and slammed it into the side of his face. He dropped the gun, but it wasn't going to be enough for her to escape. He was still as tough as nails and he recovered in a split second.

The girl used the second that Luca was recovering to make a run for the door. She managed to claw it open before he grabbed her by her shirt collar and shoved her forwards, slamming the door shut and her chest straight into it. He yanked her around to face him and slid his hand into her hair, pulling viciously.

"You're not getting away from me ever again," he growled, slapping her in the face as she continued to struggle. "I told you that you were mine, and I meant it!" Ashley refused to stay still, kicking, hitting and scratching with every last remaining ounce of strength in her limbs.

"I do not belong to you!" she screamed. "You don't own me, Luca! And you can't just make me do what you want!"

Luca smiled nastily, slid his free hand to Ashley's chin and held her eyes level with his. "Who are you trying to convince?" he asked softly, which renewed Ashley's anger. She lashed out at him again, and they fought for several minutes. Luca eventually slammed Ashley back against the wall, his hips grinding into hers. He held her head tightly in his hands and kept her still as he kissed her, hard. There was absolutely nothing gentle in his actions; he was vicious and brutal, and Ashley repaid him in kind. She continued to hit and scratch at him, and bit his lower lip until she tasted his blood filling her mouth. He grunted in pain, lifted his head away from her and punched her in the left eye, hard.

Ashley was stunned for a moment from the force of Luca's blow to her face, and she couldn't stop him as he pulled her away from the wall and threw her on to her bed. He followed immediately, straddling her legs and holding her arms above her head. He ripped open her shirt the rest of the way and yanked her bra aside, grabbed one of her breasts and squeezed harshly. Ashley hissed in pain and started to struggle, but he had his weight on top of her and she couldn't get any leverage. Luca was not impressed by her continued struggling, and bent down to catch her other nipple in his teeth. She groaned, arched against him as her body tried to decide whether it wanted him dead, or inside her

He leaned to the side for a moment so that he could unzip Ashley's trousers and drag them off her legs, but she was having none of it. She kicked at him, then wriggled away as best she could. She got one arm free and hit him in the face, then shoved at his chest, trying to get him off her completely. No chance. She was strong, but he was heavier. And he was far more used to this sort of thing than she was.

Ashley was panicking. If she let him touch her she would melt, and she knew it. But she couldn't get him off her, no matter how much she hurt him. He was determined to do what he wanted to do, regardless of her opinion of the situation. He succeeded in getting rid of her trousers -- and her underwear -- and slid back on top of her, forcing his legs between hers.

They continued their fight, Ashley alternating randomly between stroking her and hitting, kissing and biting. Ashley fought him tooth and nail for as long as she could, but eventually found herself kissing him back, no less brutally than him. She groaned in anger as she felt his hand slide over her stomach and down into her pubic hair. He slid his fingers inside her, and found her wet.

"You see?" he growled, bringing his hand up to Ashley's face and wiping the moisture onto her mouth. "You always did enjoy me being in charge. What's the point of being alone with no one around to fuck you until you scream? You'll always be my little whore. Won't you?"

Ashley closed her eyes, angry hot tears falling down her cheeks. She relaxed her body for a moment, trying to regain some of her strength. If he wanted an answer then it would be a long time coming.

Luca didn't care. He took advantage of Ashley's stillness and settled his body over hers, pushed inside her slowly. Ashley arched against him, hissing in response but not knowing if it was pleasure or pain. He let go of her arms, and she slid them around his back, scratching with enough pressure to draw blood even through his clothes. Her treacherous body reacted instantly to the familiar feeling of him being inside her, and her legs locked around his waist, pulling him deeper inside her. Luca moaned in response, gentled his movements inside her until Ashley whined in pleasure.

Luca slid onto his back beside Ashley after they had finished, and she didn't miss the careful way in which he moved, settling himself with a wince. Dried blood was caked onto his lip and his nose from where she'd hit and bitten him. She felt similarly battered.

"This is ridiculous," Ashley said softly, looking over at Luca.

"Mmm," he agreed, wincing again as he looked towards her. Her face had fared little better than his own; he leaned over and stroked some hair out of her eyes.

"I'm sorry Luca," Ashley whispered. "For leaving. I really am."

He sighed. Closed his eyes and leaned back again. "I'm sorry I was going to kill you."

"You weren't going to though," she replied. "Were you?"

Luca looked back towards Ashley, a look of seriousness on his face that told her that yes, he had intended to kill her. She bit her lip and looked away.

"So what do we do now?" she asked.

"Stay with me," he said quietly, and Ashley's heart leapt into her throat.

"Where?" she asked, her mind suddenly racing with the thought that Luca wanted her with him again.

"I don't care," he replied, sliding his palm over her breasts. Ashley moaned in response, her back arching automatically until she noticed the pain that the move caused. He groaned in pain as he dragged himself upwards so that he could slide a nipple into his mouth and suck gently. Ashley slid her hands to his shoulders and proceeded to remove Luca's clothes as quickly as their aching muscles would allow. He turned around and parted Ashley's thighs gently, slid his tongue down onto her clitoris and started to suck.

Ashley nudged Luca until he straddled her head and she could return the favour. He moaned softly as he felt her mouth envelope him, warm and wet and incredible. He slid two fingers inside her as he sucked, stroked them in circles inside her until she whined in pleasure, the vibrations in her mouth causing him to shudder in response. Shaking, he turned around again, slid her legs against her chest and pushed against her opening gently.

"Tell me what you want," he whispered, his voice hoarse from arousal, the way that made her shudder in pleasure.

Ashley wanted answers for herself first. "Do you love me, Luca?" she asked, her hands stroking his hair gently. He frowned, and Ashley didn't think he would answer.

"You wouldn't still be alive if I didn't," he replied. Ashley sighed in relief, but she wanted to hear him say it for himself.

"Then tell me," she whispered, holding his eyes level with hers.

An eternity passed by. They stared at each other for several moments, then Luca nodded slowly. "I love you," he murmured, and Ashley smiled in relief. "Now tell me to fuck you!" he growled, and she did, with pleasure. Luca slid inside her, hard, causing her to gasp in pain-laced satisfaction.

"Don't stop," Ashley whispered softly against Luca's ear. "Don't ever stop." Luca moaned softly, slid his mouth down to cover one of her breasts again and sucked hungrily until Ashley came, her body jerking against him erratically. He followed shortly afterwards, collapsing on top of her as his worn out body refused to hold itself up any longer. They slept, Luca still inside Ashley and his weight half crushing her, but she didn't care. They could decide what the hell they were going to do later.

THE END