0 comments/ 30818 views/ 4 favorites The Curse Ch. 02 By: devle It was too dark to see anything yet Narcissa knew. Oh fuck, she thought feeling the hard press of a muscled body over hers smashing her into her bed. It’s Richard. A low laugh echoed in her ears. “You won’t scream now will you, Narcissa? Not a brave girl like you who doesn’t even cry as she’s being raped.” Richard removed his hand from over her mouth. Narcissa licked her dry lips. Richard was just a large black shadow hovering over her. No, she wouldn’t scream. Narcissa lunged her neck forward her teeth lodging into the web of muscle between Richard’s neck and shoulder. She bit down hard. “Bitch!” Richard shouted shoving her away from him. He rose up straddling her with his knees on her shoulders digging his hands into her hair to keep her from moving her head. Narcissa could taste his blood on her lips. “Bastard.” She whispered. “I’ve come to take you home.” Richard’s hard hands loosened from her hair to caress her cheeks. “We are going to be together forever.” “You’re crazy.” Narcissa spat fear growing inside her. “Maybe.” He bent down to kiss her lips. “But you’re mine now.” With that Richard grabbed her arms pulling her up out of her bed literally dragging her out of her room. Narcissa kicked and bit at Richard feeling the hot spurts of blood pour into her mouth. Richard was so focused on getting Narcissa out of her house that he barely felt the pain. He managed to take her to the front door where he paused for a moment. “So you don’t scream, darling.” He placed a gag around her head. “There now,” he smoothed back her hair. “Aren’t you pretty?” Narcissa could only glare at the dark image before her. Richard had his horse tethered to a tree by the side of her house, it was too risky to take his carriage. He quickly pushed her up over the horse so that she was seated in front of him. A cold knot grew in the pit of Narcissa’s stomach as Richard brought the horse to an all out run taking her back to his house, back to the scene of her rape. She fought him as he pulled her through the doors of his house into the light. Richard’s maid Estephania came out on hearing the noise and though Narcissa implored the black maid with her eyes to help her Estephania drew away back into the darkness. “There’s no one here to help you, Narcissa. No one but me.” Richard whispered into her ear as he led her up the hated stairs back into his bedroom. What a fool she had been, Narcissa thought, thinking that she was safe inside her own home. A part of her knew that Richard was crazed to have raped her. She should have run while she could. Once inside his bedchamber Richard locked the door pocketing the key. He released Narcissa who quickly ran into the farthest corner of the room pulling at the tight gag releasing it from her mouth. They stared at each other for a long moment. Richard’s gunmetal eyes hot and blazing with lust. Narcissa straightened her spine smiling slightly to see the spot of crimson blood on the neck of Richard’s shirt. “I was very hasty the first time, my darling. Now I intend to make you scream.” He came toward her stalking her like a sleek panther. A dark part of Narcissa secretly thrilled at the way Richard looked at her full of lust and sin. She had always loved to be chased. “I hate you.” Her sharp words brought him to a complete stop. Narcissa laughed teasingly. “I hate you, Richard McCallum. I wish you were dead.” Richard, incensed, ran at her. Narcissa dodged him by jumping onto and over the side of the bed. “You think you can just break into my home like a thief and claim me as if I were a stolen horse? You think that I will just stay here to rot with you? You want me to lay down for you here on this bed. To spread my virgin thighs and fuck you like any whore.” Narcissa laughed again. Richard as she was speaking was moving around the bed gripping one of the end posts. “Fuck you.” She spat. Before Narcissa could move Richard had crossed the bed to grab her up in his steel arms literally throwing her onto the pillows of the bed. He rose up over her straddling her by sitting on her stomach pushing her wrists down over her head with his hands. He loved the way her breasts were straining against the white fabric of her night dress as if begging to be freed, begging to be touched by his hands. “You hate me?” Richard chuckled. He bent to kiss her lips this time Narcissa didn’t bite him. “I know,” Richard trailed his head down kissing her neck. “deep down inside,” He kissed her collarbone. “you dreamt of this,” Richard’s hot mouth fell upon her swollen nipple sucking the stiff peak through the thin cotton gauze. Narcissa moaned at the delicious pressure and tightness flowing from her breast straight to her cunt. He raised his head then after a few all to brief moments of ecstasy. “you wanted this. You want me.” Richard released his hold on Narcissa’s arms his massive chest heaving with the lust and mad passion roiling through him. Narcissa didn’t move she only stared into Richard’s eyes. “You’re such a bastard.” She whispered throwing her arms about his neck pulling him down over her. Richard lay out on top of her willingly his lips meeting hers for their first nonviolent kiss. Narcissa tasted sweet, opening her mouth for Richard’s tongue. He kissed her bruised mouth over and over making Narcissa lightheaded. He rose up then grabbing the neckline of her dress in his two hands he ripped it down the middle baring her exquisite small breasts. His trembling hands came down onto her flesh slowly kneading and rolling her nipples. Narcissa arched up moaning. She was so beautiful her dark hair spread on the pillows her sexy body beneath his hands. This was how it was always meant to be, this was what he knew would happen the first time he saw her coming down her drive. Richard’s mouth came to her breast again sucking hard on her nipple. He felt Narcissa’s hands come up to push on his shoulders. He raised his head fixing his eyes on hers. “Don’t make me stop, Narcissa. I’m begging you; let me touch you, let me fuck you. Be mine, only mine.” In answer Narcissa pulled at the white loose linen shirt that Richard wore pulling it off him revealing the sculpted planes of his hardened body. Her hands drifted down feathering over his skin, her fingers burning him where she touched. “Love me, Richard.” It was then in that one moment of stunned shock that she voiced her deepest secret. “I’ve been wanting you since you first came to me.” She reached up cupping his face in her hands. “I put a spell on you. I wanted your passion and your fire. Your love and your desire. All for me.” She kissed his lips her hands undoing his pants. Richard couldn’t believe this was happening. He never dared to dream that Narcissa could ever want him. Would ever agree to be his wife. Narcissa’s warm little hands delved inside Richard’s pants wrapping around his hard cock. “Take me.” He’d never wanted anything more in his life. Not even when he was younger making his fortune had he ever wanted anything like this. Richard pulled Narcissa’s ruined dress down her body kissing her wildly. Narcissa’s warm hands ran over the angles and planes of his body divesting him of his clothes. “You’re everything I’ve ever wanted.” Richard breathed staring into Narcissa’s eyes losing himself in the dark depths. Narcissa ran her hands up and down his back to finally cup his ass, spreading her thighs as she urged him on. He entered her in one smooth stroke both loving and hating the tears that came into her dark eyes. She was so hot and tight Richard exulted in the knowledge that he was her first and he would be damn sure he was her only. He entered her slowly, carefully; trying to erase the memory of their first time yet he only succeeded in driving Narcissa wild. Narcissa reached up touching his face, tracing one arched brow. “Don’t you love me anymore?” She whispered. Richard immediately stilled above her. “You know I love you. From the instant our eyes met.” “Then fuck me, Richard. Make me yours.” Richard was dumbfounded but only for a moment before he laughed softly. His hand dove between them cupping her tender cunt before sliding up to fondle her tiny clit. Narcissa yelped at the strange touch but still Richard touched her always varying his attack on her until Narcissa’s body stiffened below his her cunt clamping down on his cock as she came. She looked up at him her eyes full of passionate fire. “Don’t stop.” She ran her hands down his back to his ass urging him to go deeper inside her. Richard answered her demand with smooth, hard strokes driving Narcissa insane. This was the reason she had never left, why she didn’t scream their first time. Inside, she had always wanted this. Richard fucked her hard feeling Narcissa cum over and over her sweet tender cunt gripping his cock for dear life as he came. He lay on top of Narcissa their hearts beating furiously. Narcissa closed her eyes wrapping her arms about Richard savoring the strong pulses still sweeping through her cunt. “I can’t let you go.” Richard whispered after a moment of silence. When Narcissa didn’t say anything he went on. “I need you. I want you to marry me, live here with me. You have always been the only one that mattered there is nothing that stands in our way.” He raised his head to look at Narcissa. She had her face turned to the side so that he could see her lovely profile. With his eyes he traced the arching black brow, her straight nose and curvy lips. “Yes.” She whispered turning to face Richard. “Yes.”