E9: Nick?!

RUTH:

The sound of Mike's car screeching brought me back from my slumber. I rubbed my eyes and looked around to catch him staring at me with a crooked smile on his lips.

"You looked too tired and peaceful while sleeping, so I let you have your peace!"

When did I even sleep?

I get it...

I have been drenched out too much emotionally and physically to keep my eyes open throughout all of this.

He got out of the car and held out his hands before me to grab onto and get off too.

After I was out, I turn my head up to stare at the extravagant mansion before me.

I didn't say anything just kept staring at the house in front of me when I felt his hands wrapping around my waist as he sniffed me into himself, his nose caressing all though my hairs and he breathe me as if he has got everything having me inside his embrace.

"This is where I am going to keep you for some days now, just you and me. Do you like our new home babygirl?"

I fist up my palm taking in anger without pulling up another action, because I know if I tried to reject him... I'll have to face his brothers alongwith Nick.

I know he is sick, but it's better to live with one sick person rather than getting trapped with so many of them.

He soon got away from me and lit himself a cigerette.

"This is something your Brian Lewis would have never been able to build, even if he was to spend whatever he earned throughout his entire life!"

The mention of Brian from this murderer's mouth made me sick in my stomach.

"I've to head to the washroom. I'm tired"

I can't take him insulting my husband anymore now.

He scanned me from up to down and then threw away his cigerette, extending his hands towards me to hold onto.

"This way!"

~~

I was taking a soak in the tub now, filled with hot bubbles and soothing fragrance. The soap water on my wounds hurt bad and made me to flinch but the warmth of the water felt better somehow.

I lay myself down and closed my eyes shut going back down to the memory lane with Brian on my mind.

.

.

.

I was cutting the veggies in the kitchen when suddenly Brian came and wrapped his arms around my waist from behind and nibbled on my ears pulling the knife out of my hold right there.

"Good morning Mrs. Lewis? Is there a command for your lazy ass husband to follow today morning? Do I need to cut some veggies for you?"

It felt ticklish when he bit onto my earlobes hard and I couldn't help but laugh at the cheesy him.

"Yeah right, like I dont know you have zero idea about cooking?"

"Well, then you have too many misunderstandings about me wife!"

He pulled away the knife from my grip and took over the kitchen counter as I side away leaving everything to his control and rest my chin up against my elbows watching my man do it.

"I'm very sure you won't be able to do it master, But then, okay, try?"

He started cutting the veggies and I stared at him. His eyes, his cheeks, his lips, his broad shoulders, his muscular body, his everything.

Brian was still clueless with me lustfully staring at him. He was cutting the vegetables with full confidence until he earned himself a deep cut.

"Ow!!"

"BRIAN?!"

I was worried to death for him as soon as I realised he cut himself! I just love him too much to see him in pain.

I immediately snatched away the knife, grabbing his hand, sucking onto his fingers quickly as he stared at me dumb.

"You're so careless!"

I glared at him in anger.

"If being careless can get my fingers to be sucked like that from those beautiful lips of yours, I'll happily earn a thousands of cuts wife!"

He said staring back into my eyes seriously making me flush.

"Shut Up! Side-away and let ME cook!!"

He stepped aside and wrapped his arms around me, and we giggled together making our dinner that night.

We were so happy together, and I really thought that this time my happiness was for forever.



It's not like Brian and I won't fight. I hated him staring and being overly nice with every other girl he spotted, we used to fight a lot, but still.. After everything, he respected me, came around for me and loved me. I loved him so much too.

But why are all my happiness so short lived?!

.

.

.

"RUTH?!"

I heard Micheal's horrible voice with him pounding on the bathroom door suddenly and I slipped into the tub before I could balance myself.

"WHAT'S TAKING SO LONG?! GET OUT OF THE FUCKING TUB, IT'S BEEN TWO HOURS!!"

I wiped off my tears vigorously and stumbled to stand up.

"Yea.. I'm.. uhh.. I'm done!"

I wrapped the towel around my body and walked out of the tub all wet.

I know after I get out of here, I won't be your Ruth anymore, but that should be better for you to watch up from the heavens Brian, It would be easy for you to hate me after tonight!

~~

I stepped out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel and watched him happily humming to himself, lighting the candles there.

He looked too happy about the fact that he was about to be ruining me in moments, the time I'm so afraid of.

Just a few hours ago my husband and my daughter was killed only for me to be going through with this?!

I wasn't even given the time to mourn for their deaths!!

"You look so fresh and smell so nice, let's get you dressed in something sexy to make it more fun?"

He said, coming closer to me, grabbing me from my waist and playing with the locks of my hair.

He held onto my towel and pulled it off of my body making me completely naked in his arms as it was getting so hard for me to even look into his eyes straight right now.

He slowly hooked a fresh pair of lingerie on me and then flipped me around in his arms staring into my eyes again.

"It would have been sexy if the kid in there would have been mine, but nevermind, we'll create our own too!"

I don't know what to say. I'm shaking from inside. I hate him so much, it would have been easier for me to scream and struggle of he was to rape me but I handed myself to him long ago, and that's why we were here, standing in this house.

He lean his head closer to mine and whispered seductively fanning his breath through my ears.

"I promise I'll be gentle with you!"

He pushed me back on the fluff mattress, taking off his coat, loosening up a few buttons to his shirt, he grabbed

onto my hairs and pulled my head

up closer to his and kissed my lips, first slowly, then deepening the kiss.

He took my bra off and threw it on the floor.

I hugged myself in bed, while he stood afar, getting rid of his clothes slowly.

I closed my eyes and started imagining Brian, so, the guilt of handing myself over to another man like this could just go away.

"You're so beautiful, Ruth... Even in this pregnancy, you're so fuckin beautiful."

My body started heating up as he started rubbing his fingers above my panties.

"Umm...hhh..."

I started moaning as he slid off my panties covering the entrance of my pussy and started stroking his fingers down my clit.

"Ahh..."

I arched up as he slowly enter his middle finger inside my pussy, gently licking my nipples.

He was good at this.

I knew he was.

He could make any woman submit

to him with those tactics of touching her at every right places.

He was mind blowing in sex, everytime he would force himself on me, I would

end up, submitting to him at some point of our intercourse

And right now, I was all his to take.

I wasn't resisting him, neither with my body, nor with my words.

He started moving his fingers inside me pretty faster now, his teeth tortured my nipple as he twisted them between his teeth pulling onto them trapped inside his sexy mouth.

"Ahh... Mmh... St-o-p...Ahh.. No!!"

I started going crazy soon, begging for a release.

My heart racing, my body turning hot, my legs shaking and soon, I released myself all over his fingers.

He spread my pussy lips, watching me there cumming, slowly emptying myself out.

After what felt like a minute or two my breathing became normal and I started feeling embarrassed being stared down there like that.

I tried closing my leg but he didn't let me.

"Micheal..." I tried when he suddenly came hovering above me, suddenly... linking his forehead with mine, staring intensely into my eyes with his ocean blue ones.

"Just shut up and lemme enjoy this moment with you!"

Tears dribble down my cheeks as I closed my eyes once letting them fall.

"You're soaking my sheets wet with that filthy bit of your cum."

He smirked at me, playfully and I just sway my head to my side. I don't want to see his face. It's annoying, Very annoying.

He soon, used his hand against my cheek and turn my head to make me look at him.

"I do not allow you to look away when I'm trying to love you!"

"This is not love!"

"Whatever this is, for me, this is always gonna be the way I do LOVE"

He locked his lips with mine, his fingers linking with mine.

"Mmh..."

"Micheal..."

He started biting and chewing on my lips, his head buried into the crook of my neck, eating my skin slowly and slowly as his hands went between both my thighs, finding my pussy.

He was lying above my body, this position was harmful for my baby.

"Mike, please get up! You're- You will hurt my baby!"

I bragged, my palm going against his shoulders but he only scooped both my wrists and pinned then up above my head.

"I tell you for the last time, I don't freakin care about your fucking baby Ruth!"

He cursed and bit my lower lip once and then twice.

"But if you're worried about your baby so much, why don't you ride me instead?"

He said stroking my lips with his thumb. Grabbing onto my wrist he pulled me over himself and flipped my body over his, making me to sit up on his lap.

"Suck me and ride it, Babygirl!"

He husked into my ears as I straighten up my back and he used his both hands to trace the curves of my naked boobs down to my belly button.

I closed my eyes, took my time with his hands roaming all over my body but finally, I gave in.

With things happening in my past, there was no way into rejecting him anymore. Also, thinking of the consequences of not obeying him was making me do this sin.

I lean forwards over his body, cupped his face, kissing his lips, trailing the kisses down to his cheeks, below his chin to his collar bone, his nipples, his hard chest, his bell button and finally, to his lower man.

"Fuck.. This feels so freaking... Aaah.. Good!"

He closed his eyes and started moaning as I kept slurping and fucking my mouth

using his cock.

Finally, his climax started building up. He got a tighter grip over my head by pulling onto my hairs and started moving his ass vigorously ramming my mouth.

It started hurting my jaw. He pushed his whole length, it's tip hitting at the back of my mouth, bending right down to my

throat and he finished himself down my gut wall.

"Haaah!"

I gasped and coughed loudly choking for air as soon as he shoot his seeds down my throat.

"Clean it with that fucking tongue of yours."

He said inserting his thumb inside my mouth making me to suck on his thumb. He took out his thumb from my mouth and licked it himself whereas, I went down, following his command.

Holding his cock, I started licking it clean with my tongue and lips.

"Fuck, you're so tempting Ruth!"

He moaned getting a hold of my hairs and started ramming his dick inside my mouth once again.

After jerking himself empty down my throat for the fifth time, Mike straighten up his back cupping my face and kissed my lips once again.

He soon flipped me over on the bed and spread both my legs wide starting to tongue fuck my pussy.

"Mmh... M...i...ke.. Ahh!!"

I grabbed onto fistful of his hairs, and started to push his head more against my legs.

"Yes...Mmh.."

I bit my lips and closed my eyes imagining Brian's tongue inside me.

"Ahh... Brian.. Oh.. Fuck!"

Suddenly my cheek was met with a strong stinging slap across my cheeks.

"THE FUCK DID YOU CALL ME JUST NOW?!"

He grabbed onto my throat and glared at me, his eyes deep blue in rage with him trying to choke me hard.

"WHAT?!" He growled.

"sorry... I'm... Sorry Mik.. Micheal"

"AAAAAHHH!!"

I screamed as I felt his four fingers alongwith his dick suddenly entering inside me, ripping off my insides apart.

"Mmh.. Mike.... please, it's rough...It is so rough please..."

"Ahh..."

I started screaming and scratching down my nails against his back but it didn't help.

Micheal grabbed my throat, choking me hard while hammering me.

"You Just Don't Want Me To Be Gentle With You, Do You?!"

"Please! Michael Roerig, please stop! For The Heavens Sake JUST STOP!!"

I started screaming and crying but it didn't help. He kept fucking me hard, lifting my one leg upto his head, standing at the side of the bed, he kept hammering inside me deeper and deeper, licking onto my toes.

"Mmh.. Fuck! Ahh.. This feels so good..

Your insides are squeezing around my

dick... Ruth, Argh, fuck!"

"Aah... Ahh..Ahh... Mik... Micheal.. st..op!"

I kept grunting senselessly with his every brutal hits inside me but he was far from over.

He flipped me around and fingered my ass-hole with two of his fingers while ramming inside my pussy. He kept fucking me until I lost my conscious self.

~~

Waking up an hour later, I found myself still being fucked by him in a different position.

He didn't care if I was struggling, begging, screaming, crying or even worse, in my right conscious mind.

This went on for hours, I fainted a couple of times in between, waiting desperately for it to stop but it didn't.

The morning sun broke in and then the doorbell rang. It was only then that he left my body getting up from over me.

"What a fucking bother!"

He cursed of being interrupted in the middle of his fun like that and went downstairs to get the door.

Meanwhile I lied there, curling myself up more, sobbing through, emptying my heart out.

I HATE HIM.

But the more I hate is that I can't help myself out of him.

All I could do was cry and cry some more, until finally I lost my consciousness for the sixth time in this bed.

~~

The next time I woke up, it was a couple of hours now. I found myself lying above a strong bodied man.

It felt so warm that I couldn't define the beauty of that embrace.

I wanted this warmth so desperately right now. My insides from being ripped apart by Michael Roerig like that was killing me with extreme pain through my abdomen.

Hence, I buried my chest into the person, I was lying in the arms of tight and closer and hugged him

He started stroking my hairs, breathing heavily, his warm breath fanning throughout my scalp.

I remained lost inside his arms for a while but then I realised whose embrace I was lying in.

MICHEAL ROERIG!

Without looking at his disgusting face up, I started struggling myself out of his grip but he held my head and placed it back on his chest.

"Stay!"

He breathed in a deep voice.

"I want to hold you into my embrace."

I gave up the struggle and decided to remain in his embrace. I'm too tired to struggle now.

At this point, I don't even know if the foetus inside me was okay or not with all the brutal action last night.

"Are you tired?" He asked.

What?!

What kind of a question was that?!

He made a complete mess of me

and was now asking me if I was

tired?!

"..."

I didn't reply, just held him tighter. I loved his warmth, but I hate to look at his face

so I didn't look at his face, at all!

He stroke my back and stopped his fingers trailed off to a deep knife scar on my back made five years ago by Eric when he stabbed me brutally as a punishment.

"You still have it?!" He asked and I flinched at thought of that horrible nightmare.

Mike saw my reaction and chuckled, "You know, I've always hated that scar on your body. That's the only thing ugly about your beautiful body."

He grabbed and squeezed my ass as he said that, "But then, That's the only good

that Eric ever did."

"Having a scar on your back is better than having another man's name tattooed on it. Right?"

.

.

.

"Aaaaaaaarrrrrggggghhhh....!!!"

It was me screaming! It used to be always me, screaming while I was with him! With E-Eric!

"I'll cut off his name from everywhere, and print mine!"

"You're mine Ruth!! Your body is mine! If it's gonna have a name, it's gotta be Erickson Roerig!"

" E. "

" R. "

" I. "

" C. "

"ERIC!!"

"ME!!"

And as usual, he grabbed my head up from my throat choking me and howls in my ears in hatred.

"YOU'RE FUCKING MINE!!"

"Mine to love, Mine to lust, Mine to make, Mine to break and Mine to FUCK!!"

"You."

"Are."

"M.I.N.E.!!"

"And I'll do anything and everything I want with you!!"

.

.

.

I came back from the horrible flash of my past with Mike holding me inside his embrace tighter, into cuddling to me more strongly.

"You're now mine Ruth! Not Eric's and neither anyone else's."

I cried, the helpless tears falling from my eyes wetting his chest.

He heard me snuffle and his fingers ran through my locks

"Don't cry. I'm still better than them right?"

"Mik-Micheal.." I started between the slow sobs.

"Please." I took a breath before continuing, "I don't know what is your problem with me. You are so handsome, rich, you will get thousands of girls like me. Then WHY me?"

"MICHEAL?"

He asked and then suddenly started to chuckle darkly.

"Maybe you should raise you head up and look clearly who am I doll ?"

He said and I immediately raised my

eyes to catch myself lying into the arms of NICHOLAS DOHERTY!

NO!!

I-I'M... I-It's... It's not a dream! He is really here, and so begins my nightmares!

"N-Nick?"

"You're right! I'm handsome, I'm rich, I can get millions of girls like you if I throw money..." He started, his eyes looked so dark that it was getting hard for me to stare into them.

"But I don't want them! I WANT YOU! JUST YOU! And the story ends there!"

I just kept looking into his dreadful eyes and I don't know when my tears started rolling down my eyes.

"You thought you and Mike would try to cross us together and I won't ever be able to figure that out doll ?!"

I wanted to swallow, but I forgot how to do that. Nick was my nightmare and he couldn't be anymore scary.

"Let me tell you one thing Ruth," He creeped closer to me, and pinched my chin up,  "I know you more than you know yourself!"